Chapter 32 I have no time, or you feed me?
Zhou Chenglei and Jiang Xia walked side by side in front of Wen Wan.
Wen Wan looked thoughtfully at the couple walking by with smiles on their faces.
Jiang Xia actually beat Wu Qizhi?
In her previous life, she divorced Zhou Chenglei because of Wu Qizhi, and she preferred to follow Wu Qizhi anonymously.
What's going on today?
Is Jiang Xia also reborn?
Knowing that Wu Qizhi was a domestic violence man, why did Jiang Xia not divorce and stay in the Zhou family?
If Jiang Xia and Zhou Chenglei don’t divorce, what will she do?
Jiang Xia saw someone pushing a bicycle in front and dragging a large box behind, covered with an old quilt. The man shouted as he walked and rang the bicycle bell: "I'm selling popsicles! There are popsicles. I’m selling it!”
Jiang Xia saw a child pulling her mother over to buy it. She also wanted to eat, so she turned to look at the people around her: "Do you want to eat popsicles?"
Zhou Chenglei glanced at her, said nothing, and left. In the past, he said to the popsicle seller: "I want one popsicle."
"There are only ten cents left each."
Zhou Chenglei freed his hand and took out a dime. money.
The man took the money and took out a popsicle from the wood-inlaid foam box and handed it to Zhou Chenglei.
Zhou Chenglei took it and turned around and handed it to Jiang Xia.
The popsicle has no packaging, is white, and its appearance and shape match its name.
Jiang Xia took it, lowered her head and took a bite: it was ice cold, sweet and refreshing.
The tractor was not far away, Jiang Xia walked over while eating.
Zhou Chenglei followed her with a handbasket and other things. If someone approached, he would go to that side in advance to protect her and prevent her from being bumped into.
Soon the two of them walked to the tractor. The tractor's bed was already full of things and there was no room for people to sit on it.
Jiang Xia climbed up to the position next to the driver's seat. The tractor had a roof that could block the sun. She took off her straw hat.
Zhou Chenglei put away the things Jiang Xia bought and then started the tractor.
Jiang Xia saw him inserting a Z-shaped fire stick into the card slot, pressing the compressor, and shaking it hard and fast several times.
Then the tractor's nose sprayed out a thick stream of diesel smoke, and the tractor also made a "rumble" sound.
Zhou Chenglei took off the fire stick, stuffed it under the seat, got into the driver's seat, and drove away on the tractor.
It was only after nine o'clock, but the midsummer sun was a bit fierce. The gray-white cement road was shining in the sun, and the tractor was walking on the road "chugging".
Facing the cool wind, Jiang Xia took a bite of the popsicle and held it in her mouth, letting it slowly melt. From her mouth to her belly, it was cold and sweet all the way...
Zhou Chenglei saw her eating it. De asked with relish: "Is it ice?"
"Ice! You can see the cold air coming from it. Do you want to eat it?" Jiang Xia held up the half-eaten popsicle in front of him and gave it to him. He saw the coldness of the popsicles and was about to ask, "If you want to eat them, why didn't you buy more one just now?"
Before she could ask, he quickly glanced at the road, then lowered his head and took a bite of the popsicle in her hand.
“Well, it’s indeed ice.”
It’s ice-cold and sweet.
“…”
Jiang Xia looked at the popsicle that had been bitten off, and then looked at the man who was driving seriously!
How could he eat this bitch?
The corner of Zhou Chenglei's mouth raised, and after she was struggling with the popsicle for a long time, she reminded: "It's almost melting."
At this time, the popsicle turned into a drop of water and flowed downwards. Jiang Xia was startled and quickly let go. Put it in your mouth and take a sip.
Jiang Xia stiffened, but thought that he had eaten her leftovers twice.
Forget it, it’s even!
Zhou Chenglei raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
But Jiang Xia was still embarrassed to eat anymore, "You finish it!"
The tone was fierce.
"No hands, or you feed me?"
Jiang Xia: "..."
Jiang Xia wants to throw it away. "Don't throw it away, you'll attract ants." The man seemed to understand her thoughts and reminded her.
Throwing a popsicle on the street may indeed attract a bunch of ants. Can you feed it?
"If you don't eat it, it will melt again."
Jiang Xia glared at him, but still put the popsicle in his mouth.
Feed him? impossible!
When we go out to eat hot pot with colleagues and friends, if someone picks up the food in the hot pot directly without serving chopsticks, isn’t it the same as eating other people’s saliva?
I think Jiang Xia can eat calmly.
Zhou Chenglei’s lips curled up all the way.
Jiang Xia asked: "Is there anyone selling newspapers in town?"
"Yes."
Zhou Chenglei went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought two cigarettes and a bottle of Maotai. He also brought out a few newspapers, then bought a hand pump and a long water pipe, put them on the top of the tractor and tied them up before leaving the town.
Jiang Xia discovered that the tractor was not going home, and she didn’t know where Zhou Chenglei was going, so she didn’t ask.
He bought Maotai and cigarettes, probably to give them away.
Jiang Xia lowered her head to read the newspaper.
The tractor chugged forward. Not long after leaving the center of the town, there were fields on both sides of the road. Under the blue sky, the rice fields were bright green.
Jiang Xia browsed several newspapers, as if looking for some news.
Zhou Chenglei asked: "What are you looking at?"
"Look for a job and see what you can make money with."
Zhou Chenglei was silent.
The one she read was the city daily, so does she still want to leave?
Zhou Chenglei felt that the sweetness of the popsicle he had just eaten had turned into a mouthful of bitterness.
The popsicles are made of saccharin, and they will look like this after eating them, Zhou Chenglei thought to himself.
Jiang Xia finally found a suitable part-time job to make money, and she put down the newspaper.
Zhou Chenglei wanted to ask, but didn't dare.
Jiang Xia said instead: "I don't have to go to sea some other time. I want to go to the city. Do I have to go to the town to get a car?"
Zhou Chenglei's Adam's apple slipped and he spoke with some difficulty: " Yes, there is no bus from the village to the city. I will go with you then and accompany you back to see your parents."
Afraid of her rejection, he made an excuse.
"Okay." Jiang Xia did not refuse. She didn't even know where the original owner's door was. It was just right for Zhou Chenglei to take her back.
The tractor was dusty and noisy as it walked on the road, and the two of them said nothing.
The tractor has been on the road for two hours, and it’s past eleven o’clock and it hasn’t arrived yet. It even refueled halfway through.
Most of the scenery along the way was fields. Jiang Xia saw two people in the fields under the scorching sun. One of them was holding a bamboo pole, and they used the bamboo pole to sweep across the green rice fields, raising waves one after another.
She asked curiously: "Zhou Chenglei, what are they doing in the fields?"
Hearing this, Zhou Chenglei turned his head and glanced, then turned back to look at the road: "They are catching flowers. It’s rice seed production. That rice field is a rice breeding base. The male and female rice plants are different in height, and flowering can lift the pollen from the male parent and fall on the female parent.”
Jiang Xia understood after hearing this. .
She looked at the rice fields carefully. It was indeed different from ordinary rice fields. The rice fields were high and low, and the colors were different shades, just like green striped shirts.
Jiang Xia: "It's too hard at noon. Can't you do it when the sun is not so strong?"
Zhou Chenglei: "The time for rice to bloom is around 12 noon. Hours, the flowering time is short, so you can only catch the flowers at noon."
Jiang Xia sighed: "It is never easy to have a good harvest."
Zhou Chenglei didn't say anything, but he was very worried. recognized.
Another half an hour later, the tractor stopped in front of an orchard: "We're here."
Jiang Xia looked at the man beside her, so he drove the tractor for so long because she had arrived yesterday. Do you want to plant some fruit trees in the yard?
About more, wait until my old book is finished~
(End of chapter)