Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 41 Zhao Jing is Jealous

Shanqian Village, Zhao Wenmu's home.

Zhao Jing waited anxiously at home.

When Zhao Wenmu went out, he only said, "There's something wrong with Sanlizhuang, I'll go and have a look." He didn't say what it was, and he didn't say whether he would be back at noon or not.

After Song Weixing reported the letter, he went back to his home to lie down. He ran a bit in a hurry, he was really overheated, and he didn't sleep well last night, so he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

Otherwise, Zhao Wenmu wouldn't be so busy if there were many people there.

Zhao Jing cooked the meal at home, and waited and waited for Zhao Wenmu to come back, and her worries swelled up a little bit.

Has little brother eaten yet?
What happened to Sanlizhuang?Is there any danger, little brother?

She reheated the food in the pot over and over again, but the dishes and chopsticks on the table in front of her never moved.

Finally, she stood up, picked up the aluminum lunch box at home, packed a meal, carefully wrapped it with a bag, and put it in the bicycle basket.

The lunch box was bought by Zhao Wenmu from the county some time ago, and he bought one for his eldest brother and his family, saying that it can be used to hold some dry food when working in the mountains.

At the time, I also said that it was useless.

She wrapped her little daughter carefully again, making sure that she would not be exposed to the sun, then put the little baby on her back, and rode out on a bicycle.

She used to carry her little daughter on her back when doing farm work, so riding a bicycle is no problem.

Although it has been more than two months since he has not experienced being carried by his mother to work in the field, the little guy is not unfamiliar with this feeling at all, and he does not seem to be uncomfortable at all.

Just like that, he opened his big eyes and looked around without making any noise.

Zhao Jing was thinking wildly along the way.

Back to Zhao Wenmu.

The three of them really forgot the time. Even if they remembered, there was nothing wrong at the moment. There were still many people queuing up to sell mushrooms!

Zhao Wenmu knew Zhang Daming's old lady's temper. After all, the two had played together since childhood, so he didn't want to go to Zhang Daming's house for dinner!
Song Guanjun didn't want to go, it was enough for him to experience the embarrassment once.

Fortunately, someone still remembered that they hadn't eaten.

That is Zhang Xiaotong.

The little girl waited for the family to finish their meal at noon, and remembered that the third brother and the Song brothers who collected mushrooms at the entrance of the village hadn't had lunch yet.

She didn't know that Zhao Wenmu had replaced Song Weixing.

So after the old lady went into the house and went to sleep, she sneaked into the kitchen to warm up the tortillas and delivered them to several people.

People in Sanlizhuang are poorer, more cautious, and more eager for money.

In the morning, many people gathered some mushrooms and came to sell them. As soon as they got the money, they grabbed the dry food and then went up the mountain to pick mushrooms.

On the way, the dry food is made with mountain spring water, so as not to delay work.

After picking some mushrooms, I went down the mountain to sell them. I was afraid that Zhao Wenmu and the others would leave after collecting enough mushrooms.

So Zhao Wenmu is always in a state of being unable to stop.

By noon, he discovered this situation, so he repeatedly explained to those who came to sell mushrooms that they would close their stalls at [-] p.m., so that everyone would not have to sell them again and again.

But if you want to get all the notifications, it is estimated that it will be two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

So when Zhang Xiaotong delivered the pancakes, the three of them took turns to eat and take a rest.

When Zhao Jing rode a bicycle and saw this group of people from a distance, it happened to be Zhao Wenmu's turn to come down for dinner.

He was really hot and thirsty and almost exhausted.

"Brother Zhao, drink some water first."

Zhao Wenmu and Zhang Xiaotong are quite familiar. Although they don't communicate much, they are Fa's little sister after all, so they are no strangers to each other.

This is a well-behaved and sensible little girl, this is Zhao Wenmu's impression of her.

"Xiaotong, thank you."

Zhao Wenmu raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, took the water glass handed over by Zhang Xiaotong and drank it down in one gulp.

Zhang Xiaotong then handed over a tortilla.

Zhao Wenmu looked at his hands, feeling a little embarrassed.

After harvesting mushrooms all morning, his hands are now black and full of sludge.

"Xiaotong, is there still water?"

He wants to wash his hands first.

"Uh, third brother, no more."

Zhang Xiaotong took a look and found that the water glasses he brought were all empty.

Song Guanjun and Zhang Daming also drank the water first, and then they grabbed the tortillas and ate them, not caring whether their hands were dirty or not.

Song Guanjun blushed a little when he took the tortillas from Zhang Xiaotong because he accidentally touched her hand.

It's not Zhao Wenmu's fault, since he was reborn, he is naturally more particular about hygiene.

"Brother Zhao, open your mouth."

Zhang Xiaotong said a little embarrassedly.

Zhao Wenmu understood what she meant.

Because of the influence of decades of experience in later generations, and Zhang Xiaotong has always been Fa Xiaotong’s sister in his eyes, no different from his own sister, and he is really too lazy to go to the village to wash his hands, so he didn’t think much about it. opened his mouth.

Zhang Xiaotong held a cornbread and handed it to him.

Zhao Wenmu just ate the tortilla with his wrist.

Zhao Jing, who parked her bicycle not far away and was approaching, happened to see this scene in her eyes.

She carried her little girl on her back and carried an aluminum lunch box carefully wrapped in a bundle in her hand. The joy of seeing Zhao Wenmu was still on her face, and she just froze on the spot.

It wasn't until Zhang Daming said, "Third brother, my sister-in-law is here to find you", which made her instantly comprehend.

Zhao Wenmu followed Zhang Daming's line of sight and looked over here.

Immediately, his eyes were full of surprise, followed by deep distress.

On such a hot day, Zhao Jing came here with her little girl on her back.

He got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and ran to Zhao Jing's side quickly.

He took the lunch box from Zhao Jing's hand, and gently pushed her to the shade next to him with his arm.

"Sister, why are you here?"

"Hey, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm so busy, I forgot the time."

Looking at the time, Zhao Wenmu immediately understood why Zhao Jing came here.

He hasn't come home for so long, she must be worried.

While Zhao Wenmu was talking, he went to see the little girl. The little girl was very energetic at the moment, and he didn't feel any discomfort, so he felt relieved.

My hands are too dirty, so I don't touch my precious girl.

Zhao Wenmu was all smiles, he was really happy, seeing Zhao Jing now made him feel that he was really the happiest man.

But she didn't notice that Zhao Jing's complexion was not right all the time, too calm and too quiet, and she never spoke to him.

"There's water over there, the one with the blue lid, you should wash your hands first."

Noticing Zhao Wenmu's shrinking hands and feet, Zhao Jing suddenly said.

But I have no intention of helping him at all.

Zhao Wenmu began to feel that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He opened the small bag, took out a glass bottle with a blue cap, poured water with one hand, and scrubbed with the other hand.

Zhao Jing suddenly reached out to take the water glass, and only poured water for him, but still didn't speak.

Zhao Wenmu washed his hands resentfully.

This is angry?Because I didn't come home at noon?Are you afraid that I will gamble?Afraid I'm going to faint?I'm afraid I'm drinking.
At this moment, Zhao Wenmu thought of countless possibilities.

"Sister, I was too busy at noon, so I forgot the time and didn't go home to tell you. I'm sorry, don't be angry."

He said tentatively.

"The water bottle with the green cap contains mung bean soup."

Zhao Jing said calmly, she took the little girl off her back and hugged her in her arms, and sat on a big rock next to her.

Zhao Wenmu resentfully opened the glass bottle and drank mung bean soup resentfully.

He spoke resentfully again:

"Sister, if you are angry, you can beat me and scold me. Don't just keep talking."

"There are steamed buns with beans in the lunch box."

"I spoke."

Zhao Wenmu resentfully reached for the lunch box, beside which was a pair of chopsticks wrapped in clean corn bracts.

"Your favorite bean bun."

Zhao Jing spoke suddenly, with a strong sense of grievance in her tone.

Zhao Wenmu likes to eat long bean buns the most. Every year, Zhao Jing will plant a lot of long beans. In summer, he will dry and save the inexhaustible beans. In winter, he will make bean curd buns after soaking hair.

Zhao Wenmu put down the lunch box and squatted in front of Zhao Jing, because Zhao Jing was sitting on a rock, so he just needed to look up at him a little bit.

He stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Jing's left hand. Zhao Jing struggled a few times, but couldn't break free.

"Sister, what's the matter, tell me."

There was concern and worry that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

"I don't know what's wrong, I just don't want to talk to you, I just want to cry."

Zhao Jing didn't know what was wrong with her, she just didn't want to talk to Zhao Wenmu, she just wanted to cry.She didn't know why, but when she thought of that girl feeding Zhao Wenmu corn cakes, she felt uncomfortable.

Isn't it normal for someone to bring him food at such a late hour?

Zhao Wenmu's hands were so dirty, she just handed them over, the two of them didn't even touch each other, is there any problem?

Shouldn't she be happy that someone came to deliver food to the little brother?
Why does it hurt so much to think about that image?

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and finally couldn't hold back the tears that fell one by one.

This made Zhao Wenmu feel distressed.

"Sister, no more mushrooms, I won't accept mushrooms, okay?"

If he had known that Zhao Jing was so sad because of this, he wouldn't have received any bullshit mushrooms if he was killed.

The little girl also reached out to grab her mother's face.

Thinking that there were so many people not far away, Zhao Jing hurriedly wiped her eyes, stood up and was about to carry her little girl on her back.

"It's embarrassing for my little brother," she thought in her heart.

"Eat quickly, I'll take my daughter back to sleep."

How could Zhao Wenmu dare to let her take the little girl back alone, Zhao Wenmu dared not let her out of his sight for a minute in Zhao Jing's current state.

"I'll take you back."

As Zhao Wenmu said, he stretched out his hand to hug the little girl.

Zhao Jing took a step back, she sorted out her emotions before saying softly:

"I'm fine, you can eat quickly."

Zhao Wenmu had no choice but to sit down and eat.

For the first time in his life, he felt that the bean buns were so bland and tasteless, even if Zhao Jing made them himself, he didn't taste the slightest bit.

Fortunately, Song Weixing rushed over while he was eating.

Zhao Wenmu handed over the work to Song Weixing, tied the baby girl's baby in front of him, and let Zhao Jing go home together in his car.

Fortunately, Zhao Jing obediently agreed.

(End of this chapter)