Chapter 14: The kettle she drank can’t be borrowed

Wei Jingjing didn't expect Zhao Xiaolan to agree so soon. She thought that although Zhao Xiaolan didn't hate her, she should not want to get close to her.

So Wei Jingjing was quite surprised when she agreed.

The two made an appointment and went to do their own work.

In fact, for Zhao Xiaolan, she has always been grateful to Wei Jingjing. This time, Wei Jingjing said that it was a simple celebration of the wedding, and she readily agreed.

When she first came to the village, her menstruation was disordered and her dysmenorrhea was severe, so she asked for a few days off in a row.

At that time, there was also Jiang Li in the same dormitory. Even if she didn't have empathy for Zhao Xiaolan, she still publicized it outside. Monthly affairs were a very private matter for women. When she said so, there was no one who did the educated youth office not know.

Zhao Xiaolan wanted to die at that time.

Later, Wei Jingjing helped her with her head. She said that Jiang Li had a meal, and also brought some of her menstruation to Zhao Xiaolan. You know, she used to use cotton cloth, and she had to change it in a short time.

This was a great kindness to Zhao Xiaolan. Later, she wanted to pay it back, and Wei Jingjing smiled and said no.

She knew that for Wei Jingjing, who was white, rich and beautiful, menstrual belt was not a precious thing, so she quietly bought some cakes for her.

Since then, no matter what Wei Jingjing did or was said to her later, she turned to Wei Jingjing, and she didn't understand. In fact, what Wei Jingjing did did not hurt others at all. Why did everyone fall into the ground against a girl?

So she was very surprised that Wei Jingjing would invite her to dinner. When she was working, she was still thinking about what gift to prepare.

Wei Jingjing was very serious when she worked in the afternoon, and the speed was much faster. The sun was bigger in the afternoon, and the sweat went into those wounds, which was hot and painful.

She brought ointment and a kettle, and occasionally stopped to apply some medicine to relieve some, or drink a sip of water to moisten her throat.

But when she thought that Lu Zheng would come in a moment, she was very motivated. She couldn't wait to do more to make Lu Zheng look at her with new eyes!

It's just that she didn't know that Jingchen in front of her looked back at her from time to time when she was working.

The beans are fine, but the most difficult thing is to cut the wheat.

Not to mention ordinary men, even the strongest ones in the village, cutting wheat for a day is also miserable.

But in this hot wheat field, there is a man who dries very fast.

Ergou finally cut half of it. He was stretching his waist and was about to rest for a while. When he turned around, he found that he didn't bring his kettle. He wanted to ask Lu Zheng to borrow water to drink. It didn't matter. He was almost stunned when he saw it.

Lu Zheng's land has been cut in two-thirds, and he is still cutting to the ground with his hands. It was cut quickly and neatly. His hard and sharp side face flowed down a lot of big drops of sweat, and his sleeves were slapped on his shoulders, revealing the tight and powerful muscles on his arms.

In fact, all the girls in the village are a little interested in Lu Zheng. Ergou now feels that if he is a woman, he is also interested in his brother Zheng.

No one's family lacks such a capable and handsome man, but Lu Zheng's Chengfen is not good. In the years, except for a mute family who has been married, no one has asked for him at the door of Lu Zheng.

"Brother, who are you playing against?" The second dog asked.

Lu Zheng was stunned and frowned, "No."

The speed in his hand is not reduced.

Er Gouzi pouted and thought that Brother Zheng might have to go up the mountain again today, so he didn't ask. He went straight to Lu Zheng's kettle and told him, "Brother Zheng, I didn't bring water. Take a sip of yours!"

Lu Zheng said "um" sounded deeply.

When he lowered the sickle again, he suddenly remembered the woman holding his kettle and sipting in the morning.

The sickle in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, strode over and grabbed the kettle in Ergouzi's hand. "Go to the river to drink. You can't borrow it today."

"Why?" The second dog saw that the kettle in his hand was taken away, and the heat in his mouth did not decrease, so he was a little anxious.

Lu Zheng opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Usually, he washes the kettle every day, and the second dog only drinks it through the bottle. Normally, it's nothing.

But he still didn't want to.

"Brother Ergou, would you like a bowl of iced mung bean soup?" A soft female voice came to their ears.

This sound was no different from the sound of nature to the second dog. He nodded hurriedly, "Okay!"

Lu Zheng looked over, and it was Lin Xia who came.

Then it's nothing to do with him, right?

Lu Zheng picked up the sickle again.

"Brother Lu Zheng, do you want to drink?" Lin Xia saw that Lu Zheng walked away and ran to his side with a bowl of small steps.

Lu Zheng shook his head, "I won't drink it."

He still has to cut wheat. Someone must be standing there pitifully waiting.

Lin Xia was anxious, "You can drink a bowl. I put it in the well and put sugar in it, which can relieve the summer heat!"

After the second dog finished drinking, he smashed his mouth and looked up and said, "Brother Zheng, let's have a bowl!" The mung bean soup is thicker than the porridge my mother made at home!"

Lu Zheng glanced at Ergou, "So your mother is boiling rice washing water?"

The second dog lowered his head with a red face, "Tay, what are you talking about! I'm just saying, "I'm just saying that!"

He went back to the ground again.

Lin Xia saw that Lu Zheng was unmoved and came closer again, "Brother Lu Zheng, you drink it. All the uncles and women drank it, and the ladies also said it was delicious!"

In order not to show special attention to Lu Zheng, she sent it to everyone else before sending soup to Lu Zheng, leaving him a bowl with the thickest sugar.

Lin Xia carefully peeked at Lu Zheng. His jaw was sharp, his peach blossom eyes were big, and his thin lips were slightly squeezed.

Why didn't she find that Lu Zheng was so beautiful before? Lin Xia's heart was pounding.

Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "That group of women said it was delicious?"

Lin Xia was afraid that he would not drink. Now he was overjoyed to hear his question and immediately said, "Yes, yes! I put a lot of sugar, and they all like it!"

Lu Zheng stood up and asked, "Women love candy?"

He had heard from his second sister before that he remembered this when Lin Xia said it just now.

Lin Xia is stunned. Does this have anything to do with drinking mung bean soup?

However, she still said eagerly, "Yes, but I think men also like sugar. Sugar is rare now, right?"

Lu Zheng nodded and bent down to cut the wheat. "Thank you. I'm not thirsty. You can give it to someone else."

Lin Xia didn't expect that he would refuse to say so. She quickly added, "Everyone drank it, but you didn't drink it!"

Why is Lu Zheng so unwilling to accept her? It's still so cold, it's like this at noon, and now it's again.

Is it because she is tired of cooking soup and is angry?

Lu Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Then can you go to the bean field and give it to my woman for a drink?" She should also like sweetness.

Lin Xia: "Ah?"

Lu Zheng frowned again, "But I think many people have drunk this bowl, so forget it."

Lin Xia: "What?"

Lu Zheng walked away and began to cut wheat at his previous speed again.

He was a little anxious and accelerated a little.

It took a lot of time just now!