I don't know how long I've been waiting. She hasn't returned to the village so late. My uncle and the others must be worried, but Jiang Wanying can't care less now. She can only blame the backward and inconvenient communication in this era.

It doesn’t matter if I don’t have a cell phone.

At least it’s not a pager!

But pagers hadn’t been invented yet!

Jiang Wanying had a splitting headache. This feeling of fear and anxiety was the first time she had experienced it since she entered the book.

At this moment, someone suddenly came in from outside, looking cold. It was the postman who had returned from delivering a package, and it was also Fang Jiaxing.

Fang Jiaxing took off his thick felt hat and put on a green military coat that was still covered with snow. He walked in while patting himself on the shoulder and was about to say hello to the people in the bureau when he caught a glimpse of the little girl sitting in the corner.

His eyes widened in disbelief. "Jiang... Jiang Wanying? Is it really you? Why are you here?"

Jiang Wanying supported her head with one hand. When she heard his voice, she glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.

Instead, a colleague next to him said, "Xiao Fang, is this your friend? She's been waiting here for a call! She's been waiting for hours and won't come!"

Fang Jiaxing frowned. Whose call was she waiting for? Who could make her look down on him like that?

Jiang Wanying didn't want to have any quarrel with him, and she was not in the mood to deal with others at the moment. She closed her eyes and planned to treat him as air.

Fang Jiaxing exchanged a glance with his colleague, seemingly not intending to rush. After he finished accepting the order, he pulled out a large pancake from his pocket, broke off a piece, and handed it to Jiang Wanying, "Want to eat something?"

Jiang Wanying didn't answer, thinking he was a little weird.

The relationship between them would be too fake to say that there is no deep hatred between them.

Pingqi brought her food for no reason?

It really feels like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken.

Fang Jiaxing's hand froze in mid-air. Seeing that she didn't react, he sat down next to her. "Don't worry, I didn't poison you! Aren't you waiting for someone to call? Don't let yourself faint from hunger before the call comes. Wouldn't that just miss it?"

As he said this, as if to prove that the cake was really not poisonous, he took the other side and took a big bite.

Jiang Wanying still didn't take it. The next second, she took out a big chicken leg from her pocket and started chewing on it.

It seemed like she was using some tricks to stop Fang Jiaxing from trying to get close to her, but she wasn't buying it.

Fang Jiaxing: “…” No wonder she looked down on his pancake, and he even had a chicken leg to gnaw on!

He put the pancake away awkwardly, then lowered his head and started to eat it.

Neither of them spoke. Although Jiang Wanying was eating a chicken leg, it tasted like wax. She just wanted to fill her stomach, otherwise she would not be able to make it to the phone call.

Calculating the time, why hasn’t the operation ended yet?

Fang Jiaxing didn't plan to leave after he finished eating. He just sat there, glancing at Jiang Wanying from time to time. He didn't know why, he had never thought she was that pretty before, but ever since he saw her at the brigade gate last time, the scene of that day would appear in Fang Jiaxing's mind from time to time.

Especially when facing Li Beibei, he couldn't help thinking that if he had married Jiang Wanying, his life would be a hundred times better than it is now!

Even though he has a job as a postman now, it is still hard work and life is not easy. He had no choice but to compromise with Li Beibei.