"Take it, take it! Don't come here, don't kill it! Let it die!" Hua Cui was in shock, her eyes fixed on Zhao Qiming's hand. The fat green bug was still twisting and struggling, making her whole body sweat. All stood up.
This squirming, soft, boneless animal is simply the most disgusting species in the world!
Zhao Qiming quickly crushed the insect to death with his feet, then wrapped a leaf around the insect body and threw it away. "It doesn't bite."
The weather was getting hotter and there was no tree in the countryside without bugs. It could only be said that she was unlucky to encounter such a bad luck.
Hua Cui stared at the insect corpse and took a few steps back. After she recovered, she felt a little embarrassed and said "Oh" dryly.
Zhao Qiming didn't speak again. He looked at Hua Cui's face, which was too white, and he didn't know whether it was frightened or sick, and he took the initiative to bend down and cut the wheat.
The area he cut happened to be the area that Hua Cui needed to finish. Hua Cui was secretly happy, but she was worried that she wouldn't be able to finish the work, so the free labor would not go to waste.
Zhao Qiming's hands and feet were nimble, and he finished all the work Huacui owed in a short time. Huacui was wearing a straw hat and pretending to help, but he was actually fishing.
The original owner's memory showed that she had no interaction with this guy. She only vaguely knew that he was Zhao Qiming, the youngest son of captain Zhao Fuguo.
Although the Zhao family are out-and-out farmers, Zhao Fuguo is the captain of the brigade, and everyone in his family is known to be hard-working and capable, so his family situation is better than that of ordinary people. I heard that their life is no worse than that of people in the city.
Huacui was thoughtful and her mind was spinning rapidly.
There were countless men who rushed to court her in her previous life. If this Zhao Qiming was the same, she wouldn't mind fishing for some benefits.
While he was thinking wildly, Zhao Qiming had already put down the sickle. He wiped the sweat from his face and turned around to help the other two before Hua Cui smiled and thanked her.
Although the remaining two people are better than Huacui, they are not much better.
Huacui: "..."
It turned out that the leader of the poverty alleviation team was just doing business.
...That's okay, Hua Cui thought optimistically, the people who can help her are all good people.
Although it was not midsummer yet, the sun above her head at noon was still so fierce that it made Hua Cui's eyes darken. Fortunately, with Zhao Qiming's help, she barely persisted in fishing until lunch time.
"It's not easy..." Hua Cui said to herself. Seeing that everyone else had packed up their things and hid in the shade to rest, she followed her and ran under the tree.
Lunch was the cornmeal steamed buns brought over in the morning, which were as hard as rocks after they cooled down. Every time Huacui took a bite, she had to take a big gulp of cold water to avoid choking.
In her previous life, she had to be picky about the cooking skills of a five-star chef, but now she was here eating cold and hard steamed buns. Huacui thought to herself that if her grandma were still here, she would definitely praise her for her strength...
Hua Cui buried her head and took a few more bites of the steamed buns. Suddenly, she smelled an alluring aroma that aroused the greed in her stomach. When she smelled it carefully, she found that it was coming from Zhao Qiming.
Zhao Qiming was sitting under a tree not far from her, holding a few oval-shaped pancakes that were yellow and fragrant.
Huacui stared at the cake in his hand and couldn't move her eyes away for a long time.
Looking at the cornmeal steamed bun in my hand, I suddenly couldn't even finish it.
"Comrade Zhao." Hua Cui looked at the cake and couldn't help but say, "Your fingers are so beautiful."
Zhao Qiming was stunned and looked at her in astonishment.
"The cake is also delicious. Did you make it yourself?"
"No, no, my mother did it."
"I really envy you, I also want to have a mother like this." Hua Cui was truly envious, with little ripples in her clear water eyes.
Zhao Qiming curled up his fingers uncomfortably, and a thin layer of blush appeared on his face. Fortunately, Hua Cui's eyes were always focused on the cake she was thinking about, and she didn't notice anything unusual about him.
"Comrade Zhao, your cake smells so good, it must taste good too." She spoke again.
Zhao Qiming didn't know what she wanted to do. After a moment of silence, he said: "...it's okay."
The other party obviously did not receive her hint, but Hua Cui was not discouraged. Instead, she moved to Zhao Qiming with a bright smile and sat with him under the shade of a tree. "Thank you for what happened this morning. You are such a good person. ”
"..." Zhao Qiming wanted to say that there was no need to thank him. He was just doing what his father told him to do, but before he could speak, Hua Cui had already spoken again, "You are a good person. We will be friends from now on. My name is Hua Cui, and your name is Hua Cui." Just call me Cuicui.”
Although the folk customs in the 1970s were simple and simple, and they were no longer as feudal and ignorant as in the old society, and their behavior was often regarded as loose and immodest, young men and women still subconsciously avoided suspicion when interacting to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
Zhao Qiming's ears turned red. He couldn't say "Cui Cui", a term that he thought was particularly affectionate. He could only nod stiffly: "Hello, Comrade Hua Cui."
Hua Cui curved her lips and smiled happily. She divided two of her buns and handed them to Zhao Qiming: "How can our revolutionary friendship be without sharing? Here, let you try this."
She curled her eyelashes and trembled, her eyes glide past Zhao Qiming like little hooks, and finally landed on the cake baked by his mother and used as lunch.
Very suggestive.
Zhao Qiming was forced into two hard cocks, no matter how stupid he was, he still reacted: "..."
It turned out that she was just greedy for his lunch.
Zhao Qiming had a dull personality since she was a child. Not to mention the opposite sex, she was not good at getting along with people of the same sex outside her family. He was relieved to learn that she was just greedy.
He was not a stingy person, so he quickly poured a few biscuits from his lunch box into Hua Cui's hand while the people around him were not paying attention. Then, as if shaking off a hot potato, he silently turned sideways to nibble on her bun.
Got it! Huacui happily held the cake that she had longed for without raising her head: "Comrade Zhao, you are such a good person."
Zhao Qiming: "..."
There were only five or six cakes in the lunch box. Except for the first one he ate, Zhao Qiming poured almost all the rest to her. The cakes were generous and each one was heavy.
Huacui took a tentative bite, her mouth was full of crispy flavor, and there were pieces of meat in it! Although the taste was compromised because it had cooled for a long time, she still threw the steamed buns out of her hands.
Huacui was extremely satisfied with her meal.
Although she doesn't know how to cook, she knew how to enjoy all kinds of delicious food in her previous life. She has seen a lot and understands a few things.
To make this kind of noodle cake delicious, first of all, you must use good flour, and secondly, you must be willing to add oil. If these two conditions are met, it can be seen that the Zhao family's living standard is really good. I don’t know if Zhao Qiming’s mother still needs a caring little cotton-padded jacket. She can also be a close friend. She doesn’t mind if she has friends for many years.
Hua Cui was amused by her own thoughts. After a full meal, she wiped away the depression of having to continue working and felt full of energy.
She carefully put the unfinished cake into a bag and put it away. She took it back to the educated youth and heated it up for dinner. Anyway, once it was in her hands, there was no reason to give it back.
Zhao Qiming still took up most of the afternoon work, and Hua Cui happily followed him fishing. It wasn't until Guan Yingying came to find her that they could go back to the educated youth center with her. Then she stood up and waved goodbye to everyone.
"Uncle Wang, goodbye!"
"Aunt Chen, goodbye!"
"And Comrade Zhao, let's see you tomorrow!"
Everyone: "..."
Guan Yingying was even more confused. She didn't understand why she was so excited there alone: "What good thing happened to you? Why are you so happy today."
"Huh?" Hua Cui tilted her head, "Is it obvious?"
"Anyway, it's not the same as before." He is usually lifeless and doesn't like to talk.
"Maybe it's because I ate delicious pancakes today."
"Good-for-nothing!" Guan Yingying spat at her, then realized, "No, aren't we eating steamed buns today? Where did you get the pancakes to eat?"
"Zhao Qiming gave it to me." Hua Cui didn't mention that the captain gave her a small stove. She was not a fool.
Guan Yingying: "Why does Zhao Qiming give you cake?"
"Maybe because I'm pretty."
Guan Yingying: "..."
Hua Cui poked her unhappily: "What? Why didn't you say anything? Am I not beautiful?"
In her previous life, Hua Cui was rich, beautiful and confident, and her life was extremely smooth. All the suitors around her were coaxing her like a dog, and her boyfriend would change once a month on average.
The reason for dumping someone is always the same: "You are a good person, but I deserve better."
Now traveling to several decades ago, the original owner has nine points of similarity with her in facial features. Although her money is gone, her face and confidence are still there.
Hua Cui feels that if she wants to win over Zhao Qiming, it won't be a matter of minutes, but now she just wants to develop a revolutionary friendship with him.
"It's not that she's not beautiful." Facing Hua Cui's pretty face, Guan Yingying really couldn't say anything against her will.
She had had several contacts with Zhao Qiming before, and he didn't seem like the kind of person who would be courteous to a pretty girl, but he knew people but didn't know what they knew. She frowned and reminded, "Eating people is short-tongued, and taking advantage of others is soft. You can have some fun!”
When the time comes, I will be fooled by a few lousy pancakes
"I don't need to be careless." Hua Cui raised her chin and said in a proud tone, "My grandma said that I have never suffered a loss since I was a child."
Guan Yingying: "I don't believe it."
"Believe it or not, I am not the same as you."
Guan Yingying immediately glared: "What are you whispering about!"
Her ears are so sharp, Hua Cui quickly broke off a piece of cake and put it in her mouth: "I didn't say anything, just try it and see. It's really delicious. I won't lie to you."
After working for a day, she was hungry. The tempting aroma of the cake still penetrated her nose. Guan Yingying endured it, but finally couldn't help but take a bite.
She wasn't bragging, it tasted really good, and her mouth was full of flavor.
Upon seeing this, Hua Cui immediately shouted: "Eaters are soft-mouthed and takers are short-handed. That's what you said. If you eat my cake, you have to do things for me!"
"Are you plotting against me?"
"No way, I didn't force you to eat it." Hua Cui lowered her voice and came to her ear mysteriously, "It's your turn to cook tonight. The cake won't taste good when it's cold. Please help me heat it up." It’s hot, I’ll give you half of it when the time comes.”
This is about secretly eating alone. Guan Yingying glanced at her, but she was a little funny when she saw her serious face.
However, since there are so many people with so little cake, we really can’t separate them, so we might as well eat them ourselves secretly.
"Okay, I'll just promise you, but I don't need you to give me half."
"Sister Yingying, you are such a good person~"
"Forget it, you'd better stop boasting. I always think there's something weird about this."
(End of chapter)
The author said: Cuicui: Mo, you are a good person, but I deserve better~