【Aloof and taciturn high-peak flower vs. dainty and clever farm girl, both pure】
Shi Yue was divorced. After forcing her heartless ex-husband to the brink of bankruptcy and infamy, she return...
He generously told them, "You're only arriving now; there are no vegetables left in the fields, and each family's private plot is empty."
So the team probably didn't distribute anything to you. Keep these radishes; I pickled them, they taste great!
Shiyue spoke with great confidence, after all, she made these kimchi according to her father's recipe. It was the first of its kind in the entire brigade, and no one could make it better.
Shi Yue's words, however, reminded He Wenxuan.
He then realized that the brigade cadres hadn't mentioned vegetables when they asked them to collect their grain earlier that day.
Not having vegetables to eat every day is a big problem!
So he asked again, "Can we buy some vegetables from you? Anything is fine, radishes or cabbage, we're not picky."
Shi Yue thought to herself, "You want to choose, but I have to be the one to pick!"
She shook her head decisively: "No."
The looks the people opposite were giving him clearly showed disbelief.
In particular, the one wearing glasses looked towards the door, seemingly looking for the cellar.
Shiyue understood their thoughts; with such a long winter, no family would really leave without any vegetables.
She didn't hide it and explained frankly, "You should have already heard that I just got divorced."
I just moved back from my previous in-laws' house the night before last, so they definitely won't give me any of their food.
So we really don't have any at home. If you want to buy some, you can ask other people in the team.
Alternatively, while chopping firewood, you can go up the mountain to look for wild vegetables; sometimes you can find some.
Silence fell over the room once again.
This time, there was an added layer of awkwardness.
The main reason is that no one expected Shiyue to say that.
He Wenxuan glanced at Ye Puan.
Ye Pu'an's face flushed red instantly.
He pushed up his glasses and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Comrade Shiyue, I didn't mean to pry into your privacy."
Shiyue didn't feel sorry about it at all, just as she never thought that divorcing Sun Chengcai was anything shameful.
On the contrary, she thought these educated youths were quite nice.
They were polite and reasonable, and didn't look down on them, who were from the countryside.
She shook her head, about to say a few words of comfort, when the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.