Chapter 65 You pulled the wrong one!
Zhao Xiaoying's eyes were red and the cold air was sucked into her lungs. She stood and took several deep breaths before she managed to regain her rhythm.
"Teacher Xia, can I borrow your car tomorrow?"
Zhao Xiaoying sniffed and said, "Come to school tomorrow and I'll ask you to borrow it again. I'll be back before get off work in the evening."
"Okay."
Xia Mi agrees.
Zhao Xiaoying reluctantly raised a smile to thank you, "Thank you, don't worry, I will definitely be back soon."
Xia Mi nodded, seeing that the man looked like he might be broken at any moment, he suppressed the doubts in his heart and didn't intend to say anything.
Seeing that Xia Mi was about to leave, Zhao Xiaoying couldn't help but call out again, "Teacher Xia, do you think I want to stay here, or go with Jiang Jie to develop elsewhere?"
"This is your own problem. The choice is in your hands and should not be left to others."
Meddling in other people's emotional problems is tantamount to digging your own grave.
Xia Mi was clear-headed and unwilling to get involved, "Teacher Zhao, no one else can help you with this matter. I can only be a listener at best. There is really nothing else I can do to help you."
Zhao Xiaoying understood everything, but now her mind was in a mess.
The plan couldn't keep up with the change. Yesterday she was still looking forward to the days with Jiang Jie on the island. Last night when she went back, Jiang Jie told her that he wanted to return to his hometown to develop.
If she is willing to follow him to Haicheng to develop, he will marry her. If she doesn't go, the two of them will have no choice but to break up.
Reason told her that it would be good to go to Haicheng, but what about her parents?
She also has a younger brother who is in high school in Qingcheng. He is still so young that he cannot take care of his parents at all.
After thinking about it, Zhao Xiaoying stood there and entered a dead end again. She didn't even hear Xia Mi say goodbye to her, and was alone in a daze.
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Lin Qianyue followed Xia Mi obediently.
"Teacher Xia, if you buy so many things, can you and Uncle Huo finish them all?"
Lin Ganyue stared at the big bag of vegetables and meat in Xia Mi's hand. Normally, my aunt would not buy so much. Every time she took out the money, she would take it out with her back teeth.
"I can definitely finish it. I definitely can't finish it in one day. If I take a few more days, I'll finish it."
After Xia Mi's explanation, Lin Qian became more and more confused, "Yes, then why does my aunt buy so little every time?"
Next time he must ask his aunt to buy more, preferably more meat and peach cakes, so that he can eat enough!
There were too many things to carry, and Xia Mi was worried that there were too many pockets in the front and could not bear the weight. In addition, the journey was bumpy, so Xia Mi asked Lin Qianyue for help.
She bought him a few pieces of cake, and Lin Qianyue sat in the back seat, holding Xia Mi's things tightly.
The aroma of bad rice came out, and whenever Lin Qianyue's hands were sore, he would lower his head and take a breath, and his whole body would be filled with strength.
Xia Mi wanted to ride uphill in one breath, but she overestimated her strength. She clearly felt the car sliding backwards.
When she was in a hurry, she wanted to brake first and then get out of the car to stabilize the car.
Before she even braked, the car was already being held firmly by someone, and a big hand suddenly appeared and held her hand.
"You're so strong today, it seems like the chicken soup is not in vain." The man's deep magnetic voice sounded in his ears.
Xia Mi turned his head, Huo Jingchen's profile was right in front of him, and the familiar smell penetrated his nose.
"You drank too. You must have lost all your strength. I'm already halfway up the slope. You just have to be a good person and help me push up."
Huo Jingchen was amused by Xia Mi's speech, "What kind of panacea do you think chicken soup is?"
"Isn't that what you thought first?" Xia Mi raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Jingchen provocatively, "Captain Huo, I'm in trouble."
Huo Jingchen smiled helplessly and kept pushing Xia Mi and Lin Qianyue up the slope.
There were still two steps to go home. Jiang Shengmei came back carrying firewood and happened to see this scene. "The relationship between the couple is really good, but if they have a car and don't ride it, they have to push it, so isn't buying a car in vain?"
Jiang Shengmei was also worried that she had misunderstood, "Is there something wrong with the car?"
Lin Qianyue sat motionless in the back seat, "Auntie, the car is not broken down. It was Teacher Xia who couldn't pedal. Uncle Huo came to help."
During the conversation, Xia Mi had already gotten out of the car, and it looked like she and Huo Jingchen were holding the car up together.
"I bought too many things, the slope was too high, and I couldn't climb up at once." As long as Xia Mi is sure, it will definitely not be her problem.
Jiang Shengmei didn't make trouble and just followed her words.
"Yes, sometimes I have to rest for a long time while carrying water on this slope." Jiang Shengmei told Lin Qianyue to go home, "Qianyue, we've passed the door of our house. Don't embarrass your Uncle Huo, come down."
Xia Mi took the dish in his hand, and Lin Qianyue, carrying his schoolbag and holding the dumplings, jumped happily to find Jiang Shengmei.
When Xia Mi returned home, he noticed a lot of weeds growing in the vegetable field next to him.
Huo Jingchen parked the car and helped to get things together, "Why did you get off work so early today?"
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After Xia Mi put the vegetables in the kitchen, he prepared to hoe the weeds in the yard. The fertilizers spread over the past few days also gave the weeds nutrients and they grew like crazy.
"Today's patrol ended early. The troops have nothing to do. By the way, I have to go to Qingcheng tomorrow and come back in the evening. There is no need to leave my food."
Huo Jingchen had never done farm work. She squatted in the soil with Xia Mi and imitated her posture to pull weeds. “Are these all going to be pulled out?”
"Yes." After Xia Mi agreed, he raised his head to check uneasily, "Huo Jingchen, you pulled the wrong one!"
The vegetable seedling was pulled up from the soil with its roots and mud attached. Xia Mi felt his heart bleed when he saw it. He quickly stood up, snatched the vegetable seedling from the man's hand, and carefully buried it back.
"Then tell me which ones need to be removed?"
Huo Jingchen didn't quit just because he was scolded, but instead started to learn from Xia Mi.
Seeing her slender fingers stained by the soil, her hoeing speed was swift, and even her throwing away the weeds was quite skillful.
"Some grass is sharp. You'd better wear gloves in the future, or wait until I'm free and I'll do it."
After this matter was taken care of, Xia Mi turned his back and said, "You have done everything. Do you want to raise me like trash?"
Huo Jingchen basically does all the heavy work at home. If he also takes care of these small tasks, it will be gossip material.
Besides, these are things she enjoys doing, and growing vegetables will give her a sense of accomplishment.
"This land is not big, I can finish it quickly by myself."
Xia Mi found it very relaxing to pull it out, and since the soil had been plowed not long ago, the grass was easily pulled out without any effort.
The leaves are still tender, so it won't hurt your hands if you cut them. Instead, they will rub into your palms and make you feel itchy.
"You grew up in Suzhou, how could you do this?"
Huo Jingchen was curious. Xia Mi had never talked about fine clothes and good food since he was a child, but he was not far behind. But now he grows vegetables and weeds with his hands.
"It's not always the case. After the accident, we have to grow our own vegetables. It's best not to use money. The supply and marketing cooperative is still unwilling to sell things to us after being recognized by people nearby."
"When Xia Yaoyao came to your door, did you mention the names of your biological father and mother?"
Xia Mi threw the weeds aside and waited for them to dry before using them to light a fire. This kind of grass was the most suitable for lighting a fire.
"There seems to be one. One is named Li and the other is Sang. I don't remember them clearly."
At that time, the original owner was only thinking about staying in the Xia family, so how could he listen to this.