Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 46

Shanqian Village, Zhao Wenmu's new home.

Zhao Wenmu was lying in the yard, and the old mother Liu Sufang took a small bench and sat next to him to fan the wind.

Zhao Jing was cooking mung bean soup in the kitchen while wiping away tears.

When Zhao Wenmu entered the door, everyone was frightened.

His face was flushed abnormally, he was still steaming, and his walk was a little erratic.

Zhao Wenmu didn't expect this to happen either. He obviously didn't feel anything when he was working, but he was sweating profusely. On the way home, he felt dizzy and had a headache, which was really uncomfortable.

He's suffering from heat stroke.

Liu Sufang and Zhao Jingniang, who have put the dried mushrooms into the warehouse and prepared dinner, are sitting in the yard enjoying the cool and talking.

Shanqian Village was connected to electricity at the end of last year. At present, the villagers only have one tungsten lamp in each household, and they are usually reluctant to turn it on.

Zhao Wenmu installed a lamp in every room of his new home, and several lamps were installed in the field where the mushrooms are dried and in the warehouse.

Under his influence, Zhao Jing became more and more willing to turn on the lights.

At this moment, the two mothers turned on the lights in the yard and waited for Zhao Wenmu while talking.

As a result, Zhao Wenmu staggered in.

Liu Sufang is an experienced person, and she knew it was heatstroke at a glance.

"Quick, quickly help him lie down here for a while!"

Zhao Jing came over with a mat, and they first supported Zhao Wenmu to lie down in the yard.

Liu Sufang conveniently tore off Zhao Wenmu's vest and towel, and even his trousers.

Zhao Wenmu hastily stretched out his hand to grab it.

"Mom, I'm fine, so you don't need to take off your pants."

His voice was weak.

Zhao Jing's eyes were full of distress, she turned around and wanted to go out.

"Mother, I'll go find my elder brother and sister-in-law, let's send my younger brother to the clinic!"

His tone was full of anxiety.

"Sister, I'm fine! It's fine, really!"

Zhao Wenmu hurriedly called her to stop.

Liu Sufang touched his forehead and body, and then said to Zhao Jing:
"It's nothing serious, Jing, go and cook some mung bean soup."

As she spoke, she picked up the cattail fan and fanned Zhao Wenmu.

Zhao Jing wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth, but she still didn't say it.

She was still worried and wanted to send her younger brother to the clinic.

Zhao Jing complained to herself while cooking mung bean soup.Blame myself for not taking good care of Zhao Wenmu, blame myself for making him work so hard.

While cooking mung bean soup, she found a pair of Zhengliang shorts for Zhao Wenmu to change into.

In front of his old mother and daughter-in-law, Zhao Wenmu naturally has no embarrassment, let alone wearing underwear inside!
Zhao Jing picked up the shorts and vest that Zhao Wenmu had replaced, looked at the white sweat stains on them, and felt grains of salt like fine sand, and felt even more uncomfortable.

Zhao Wenmu didn't feel uncomfortable for too long. After all, his body is young now, and he will be alive and well after resting for a while.

When he came back from the shower, Zhao Jing had prepared food and was waiting for him, and Liu Sufang had already returned home.

"Little brother, will you stop selling crayfish in the future?"

Zhao Jing asked tentatively, the things that Zhao Wenmu has decided can rarely be changed. In the past, she would be scolded if she said a few more words.

"Sister, I just didn't get used to it on the first day, and I'll be fine in the future."

Zhao Wenmu opened a bottle of beer today, and poured himself a big glass as he spoke.

While taking a shower, he had already thought about it. This heat stroke was due to decades of past and present lives, and he had no experience working in the hot summer, especially when he was cooking by the stove.

Both physically and mentally are not well adapted, and the spirit dominates.

Just get used to it.

"Then why don't I sell it in the future, and you stay at home and look after Nannan."

Seeing that he was unwilling to give up, Zhao Jing suggested again.

In fact, Zhao Jing really did this job, she was much more hardworking than Zhao Wenmu, and she was no problem driving mule carts and ox carts.

How could Zhao Wenmu be willing to let her suffer this crime, and maybe some gangsters would harass her!
"no!"

He was determined.

After finishing speaking, I felt that my tone was too blunt, so I immediately slowed down my voice and added:
"Sister, I'm really fine, it's just that I didn't get used to it on the first day, and I'll be fine if I pay more attention in the future."

He reached out and took a bottle of beer from the side, opened it, and handed it to Zhao Jing.

"Sister, have a drink with me."

Zhao Jing was also a little angry, she poured herself a glass and gulped it down.

Of course Zhao Jing never drank beer.

But it doesn't matter, she drank liquor.

Once she was bullied by Zhao Wenmu again, so she went to Yao Wenjing to cry.Yao Wenjing has always hated Zhao Wenmu. Before Zhao Wenmu and Zhao Jing were married, Yao Wenjing didn't like him.

I always feel that this child is spoiled and can't stand setbacks.

After getting married, he treated Zhao Jing badly, and Yao Wenjing naturally hated him even more.

As a frontier girl, Yao Wenjing is not afraid of drinking baijiu even the men of Qi and Lu, so she saves some baijiu in the dormitory from time to time and secretly drinks it.

When Zhao Jing came to her that day, she simply took out a bottle of Laobaigan she had just bought.

58 degrees, one catty, Laobaigan produced by a local winery.

There was at least one winery in a well-known county in Qilu Province at that time.

The two little girls are like this, you have a cup and I have a cup, without even a peanut, they made a catty of liquor.

Zhao Jing's face was flushed when she left, and she didn't even shake her body.

The beer is cold, sweet and delicious.

After a while, Zhao Jing finished a bottle.

Stretching out his hand, he looked at Zhao Wenmu.

Zhao Wenmu opened another bottle for her.

Zhao Jing finished drinking again after a while.

Keep reaching out.

Zhao Wenmu felt a little distressed.

Feeling sorry for his beer, he bought the only Tsingtao beer left in the supply and marketing cooperative.

9 cents a bottle, not cheap.

Beer is tied with wire these days, and the two bottles are tied together. In the 90s and the beginning of the 21st century, it was tied with rope, with a bundle of 10 bottles, and then there was a plastic label bag, with a pack of nine bottles.

I used up some fried crayfish, one bottle for myself today and two bottles for Zhao Jing.

Just the last bottle left.

That's right, he just loves the wine, and seeing his daughter-in-law's dignified and delicate appearance without blushing, it's obvious that this little wine is nothing.

The beer didn't have much staying power either.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jing was still a little alcoholic.

Zhao Wenmu hesitantly handed the last bottle to Zhao Jing.

Who would have thought that Zhao Jing, who was submissive in front of her three months ago, would completely change after drinking three bottles of wine.

"Little brother, can I still listen to what I say in the future?!"

Her face was flushed, and she tried to open her eyes wide to look at Zhao Wenmu.

Three bottles of beer are nothing, but I drank too fast and felt a little dizzy.

"Yes! Yes! I listen to you!"

Zhao Wenmu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was fine just now, but why did he suddenly become dizzy after drinking the last bottle.

"Then you don't want to sell lobsters anymore, but crayfish, okay?"

"Okay, I don't sell crickets."

Zhao Wenmu gently embraced Zhao Jing's waist and carried her back to the bedroom.

Selling crayfish, not crayfish, good men never lie.

Zhao Jing writhed back and forth in his arms, and finally put both hands on his neck, with a small face in front of his eyes.

"Don't lie, you are a puppy!"

Zhao Wenmu put her on the kang, Zhao Jing's two little hands were still dishonest, and clasped his neck tightly.

"Quickly say, liars are puppies!"

The red face, the cherry-like mouth is slightly pouted, and the almond eyes are still blurred.

Zhao Wenmu felt hotter than before.

He reached out to support the back of Zhao Jing's head, raised that little red face, and put his lips on her forehead and eyes.

In the end, he kissed the softness that made him yearn for day and night.

"Wow!"

A cry of a baby woke up the two people on the kang.

Zhao Wenmu withdrew his hand with the greatest willpower and propped himself up.

Zhao Jing's hands and feet were limp and panting, she hurriedly pulled back the half-faded blouse, and pushed Zhao Wenmu away with a blushing face.

Both of them blushed, and just went to see the little girl in silence.

The little guy cried aloud, biting his finger like a normal person.

Should be just hungry.

Zhao Jing lowered her head and pushed Zhao Wenmu out of the door, then closed the door with a "bang".

Zhao Wenmu moved a bit and gave a wry smile.

My daughter is really a windy little padded jacket!
Yep, I didn't eat it just now.

Sit back at the table and continue eating dinner.

He couldn't help recalling the scene just now, he couldn't eat the meal anymore, so he simply went to take a cold shower again.

Back to Zhao Jing.

She took a closer look and found that the little girl was indeed hungry.

Drive Zhao Wenmu out and prepare to breastfeed the little girl, she still has enough milk now.

But as soon as the little girl was picked up, the little guy was about to reach out to grab his favorite softness, Zhao Jing's face suddenly turned red.

I couldn't help but think of Zhao Wenmu's embarrassing behavior just now.

This person wants to grab food from my daughter!

The more Zhao Jing thought about it, the more she blushed. She tried her best to forget the scene just now, but the scene couldn't help replaying in her mind over and over again.

Zhao Jing looked at the little girl's big innocent eyes, her face was hot.

No, it's too awkward.

She put down her daughter and carefully arranged the front of her clothes.

Only then did he open the door and go out.

Zhao Jing lowered her head and ignored Zhao Wenmu. She didn't even notice that Zhao Wenmu was not in the living room at all.

He walked into the kitchen, took a hot water bottle, and walked quickly back into the house with his head down.

The little girl watched her mother make milk powder, and kept talking "babbling and babbling" in her mouth, as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

She wants to drink milk, not powdered milk!

Zhao Jing prepared the milk powder, and when the water temperature was about the same, she picked up the little girl to feed her.

What is still muttering in his mouth.

If you listen carefully, you will find that she said:

"Ninny, it's all your father's fault, he drank it all."

"Oops, what am I talking about."

(End of this chapter)