After working as a stand-in for a big boss, my annual salary will be tens of billions

Chapter 268 Help
Grandpa Huahua pursed his lips and finally said: "He is a kind man from the city who wants to help the disabled in our village. Now he is exploring our village customs."

When the barefoot doctor Zhong He came home, he said "I'm good" when he opened his mouth.

"Donating money to make prosthetic limbs for people in our village. How much money would that cost? It would have to be at least hundreds of thousands or millions."

"For such a young man, he is still a handsome and rich man!"

Seeing him walking back and forth at home, Wang Xiuqin stopped him and said, "What are you mumbling about? My son-in-law is coming to our house to get engaged tonight, and you haven't helped me get ready."

Zhong Ya opened the door and came out, yelling at the two of them: "You want to marry me to that lame man because of five pigs! I tell you! It's impossible! I will never marry that stinky lame man!"

Wang Xiuqin slapped the table and said, "Which young man in the village has never had his leg blown off? That young man's family owns a pig factory. He is about the same age as you and is a nice person! Don't be dissatisfied!"

Such ugly legs, the muscles are atrophied and look terrible!

Zhong Ya yelled: "I won't get married anyway, I still want to go to school!"

Wang Xiuqin: "I miss you! You didn't pass the exam, so you can only go to a college that costs money! I won't let you go to college, so just marry me!"

"Okay, don't argue!" Zhong He put down the medicine box, walked to his daughter, looked at her face, and said calmly: "Now is an opportunity. If you seize it, you can have everything you want, and you can also get out of the rural household registration. .”

Wang Xiuqin: "What did you say?"

Zhong Ya also looked at him doubtfully.

Zhong He: "In the evening we will carry meat and vegetables to Huahua's house to cook for the two rich men. Yaya, you are the beauty of our village. You are no worse than the people in the city. Go and see what I said. That man, if the other party can like you, you don't have to marry the pig farm owner's son, and you can still go to college. If we just ask you to go to college, we definitely can't afford it."

The implication is that she should either marry a cripple or seduce a rich man.

The philanthropists in Zhong Ya's imagination were all pot-bellied 40-year-old men who were moving up to the top. She was unwilling to do so, but she couldn't persuade her mother Wang Xiuqin, so she was forced to go to Huahua's house.

Jiang Nuannuan was learning how to make a fire in the kitchen, and she had to take care of the dinner tonight.

Stoves in rural areas are all fired with firewood. If you want to cook in an iron pot, you must first light the fire with firewood.

The wooden thorn poked into her hand inadvertently. She frowned and hissed lightly. Zhai Lin held her wrist and said, "Stop it, let's go out to eat."

Jiang Nuannuan: "Are you going out so late?"

Zhai Lin glanced at her bleeding fingertips and whispered, "Then let someone send her up the mountain."

He pulled back and said, "I'm going to get a band-aid."

Zhong Ya followed her parents to Huahua's house, and happened to meet Zhai Lin coming down from upstairs and walking into the empty living room.

In the living room with only incandescent lights hanging from the top, the man was holding his pocket with one hand and his face was expressionless. His blond slightly curly hair was completely different from the yellow hair of the gangsters in the village. His delicate face and bright hair color were completely different. There is no sense of violation.

Zhong Ya couldn't tell whether it was the nobility of the other person that was incompatible with the surroundings, or the indifference that set off the other person. He was like a big star coming out of the TV, shining brightly.

This is completely contrary to the image of a 40-year-old rich man you imagine! !He is so beautiful!
Zhong Heren had not entered the door, and the voice of greeting arrived first. Zhai Lin held the band-aid brought by Wenhuahua, glanced at them sideways, and walked into the kitchen without stopping.

The faint look, the unique gray eyes, and the young and profound facial features made Zhong Ya, who had lived in the mountains for more than ten years, make her heart beat wildly.

Wang Xiuqin knew that the other party was not simple as soon as she saw what she was wearing. She poked Zhong Ya with her elbow and said, "I also listened to your father and gave you a chance. You should take advantage of it."

She wanted to continue studying and go to the city. If she could be with such a man, Zhong Ya felt that marriage would become something she longed for.

From resisting all the way to being willing now, Zhong Ya took the initiative to carry the food basket and said softly to Hua Hua at the door: "I heard from dad that you have guests at home these two days, and I happen to be free too, so I came to help you and... Let grandpa cook and eat." Huahua and grandpa were originally worried about what to do for dinner tonight, but they were relieved when their neighbors came to help.

Jiang Nuannuan picked out the wooden thorns in her fingers and poured them into the biting cold water. Her index finger was red from the cold.

When he reached out to Zhai Lin and asked him to help put on the band-aid, he darkened his eyes and said angrily: "I won't come next time."

The woman in front of him had been pampered and pampered since childhood. He felt a little regretful for dragging her here.

She shouldn't be doing such menial work.

Jiang Nuannuan smiled, "It's also an experience."

Zhong Ya walked in with a vegetable basket. As soon as the two separated, Jiang Nuannuan looked at each other, looking at the country girl with two braids, and asked: "Who are you?"

Zhong Ya didn't expect that there was such a beautiful woman in the kitchen. Her skin was very white, her eyes were big, and her face was probably as big as a palm.

She stole a glance at Zhai Lin and said with some stuttering, "I'm here to help make dinner."

Jiang Nuannuan raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems we don't have to go out to eat."

As long as she wasn't the one cooking, Zhai Lin didn't care and said calmly: "I'll leave it to you, she won't do it."

Even up close, his voice sounded very nice.

Zhong Ya blushed, "No, it's okay."

Jiang Nuannuan rolled up Yuzi, revealing a pair of fair and slender hands, "Then let me help you."

As soon as she stretched out her hands, Zhong Ya compared her hands with frostbite from working frequently, and subconsciously hid them back.

Zhai Lin didn't want her to be pricked in the hand again. The blood droplets that appeared just now made him feel regretful, and his tone was a little harsh, "Someone did it, what are you going to do?"

Zhong Ya thought he disliked Jiang Nuannuan, and said quickly: "It doesn't matter, I can do it alone."

Wang Xiuqin also added at the door, "Yaya cooks in our house. She is very good at cooking. That little girl, please come out and let her work."

In Wang Xiuqin's mind, how virtuous her daughter was compared to how useless the women from the city were.

It doesn't matter if she has only a face. People have to live a down-to-earth life. Men like women who are virtuous and can take care of the house. Her elegance is that.

Jiang Nuannuan also noticed that the little girl kept glancing at Zhai Lin. She had some concerns in her heart and walked out of the kitchen without disturbing the other person's innocent thoughts.

As soon as she left, Zhai Lin also left.

There was a smell of oil smoke and firewood in the kitchen, and he had reached the limit of his tolerance.

Zhong Ya rolled up her sleeves and dipped the pork and vegetables she brought into the cold and biting water. Her hands were almost frozen, but she was determined to perform well.

Women in the mountains rarely go out, so she must seize the opportunity.

(Commentary: Zhai Lin’s favorability has increased to 43, there was an error in the last one~~)

(End of this chapter)