The main story is completed. You can read the epilogue first and then the main story, or read it in order. [Married first, then love? A scheming person? Both leads are pure? With a marriage history...
Chapter 354 Xiao Yeguo and Him
In the lush forests, there are occasional bird calls, and the branches tremble in shock when a bird suddenly flies up.
The sun shines through the branches, casting spots of light.
Lin Yiyi used a wooden stick to knock on the bushes, scaring the small animals hiding everywhere and making them run around in panic.
From time to time there was a rustling sound.
Zhao Sheng laughed, looked at her pretty face that looked faint from anger, and coaxed her gently: "You won't feel tired when you go down the mountain. Aren't we here yet?"
Last year, when I left her in a hotel in town, something went wrong. This time, I had to take her with me no matter what.
Following the man's line of sight, she saw a small wooden house not far ahead. Lin Yiyi had met the old headhunter twice in Lihua Alley, so they were considered familiar with each other.
I didn't expect that the place where he lived was quite romantic, a wooden cabin in the woods far away from human habitation.
Seeing that she ignored him, Zhao Sheng approached her and coaxed her, "I have already prepared your personal savings certificate. I will show it to you when I get back."
Lin Yiyi was not happy with him using his weakness to tease her, so she said in a harsh tone, "You are a bad person. Can a little money cover up the fact that you lied to me? You told me to climb the mountain for half an hour, it was clearly an hour and a half!"
The deposit certificate was obviously her birthday gift, but he took it out to coax her. He really knows how to make use of one thing in multiple ways.
Lin Yiyi took out a handkerchief from the man's trouser pocket and wiped the sweat from her forehead, then drank water from the bottle hanging around his neck.
After taking a breath and glaring at him, Lin Yiyi softened her heart and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off the man's face. Her eyes were full of grievance, and she muttered and complained, "You are a liar."
He was stingy with words and said he loved her through actions, but she was so stupid that she actually took it seriously.
She was too tired to climb the mountain, but he acted as if nothing had happened. Not only did he not carry her on his back, he also teased her for gaining weight from time to time.
He wasn't the one who said she had lost weight last night, was he?
Zhao Sheng knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't refute. Thinking about what the old Chinese doctor said, he hardened his heart and urged her to keep going.
Lin Yiyi endured the soreness in her legs and followed the man, taking one step deep and one step shallow. The cabin looked close, but it took another half an hour to get there.
The old headhunter was not in the house, probably having gone to the mountains. Zhao Sheng climbed over the half-man-high wooden fence, and left Lin Yiyi waiting outside the locked gate.
Zhao Sheng went to the bark shed and picked up the sunny wood that the old headhunter had bundled for him, and shouted to the outside of the yard, "Little cat, stay close to the gate and don't move."
He was afraid that the firewood would hit her, so he asked her to avoid it before he did so.
Lin Yiyi did as she was told obediently, leaning against the courtyard gate and eating the small wild fruits that the man had coaxed her to pick.
The small wild fruit is similar to raspberries, but has more juice and a richer taste. I heard the sound of a man moving something in the yard, and then something was thrown from the side with a crackling sound.
Seeing a bundle of firewood on the ground, Lin Yiyi was full of confusion, and then there were two sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Zhao Sheng threw three bundles of firewood out of the fence, found the right position, took a few steps and jumped out.
"Why are you taking other people's firewood? Don't they burn coal briquettes at home?"
His movements were very skillful, and it was obvious that he had climbed over the walls many times.
Zhao Sheng didn't tell her about his poor health. Seeing her mouth full of wild juice, he smiled and tried to coax her, "Didn't you say that the chicken in a casserole cooked with coal briquettes wasn't fragrant enough? So I changed some firewood."
Lin Yiyi was delighted, her eyes sparkling. She gave him a wild fruit and said "oh" softly.
It seems that he does have some ability to express himself through actions.
"We have firewood, but we don't have any pheasants at home. We only have one that my cousin's wife keeps for eggs."
The firewood was for her to make lamb soup, so Zhao Sheng had to make up another story, "The old headhunter is not here, and there are no pheasants in his yard. I will exchange them with him in a few days."
The pheasants in the chicken coop in the yard were fighting with each other, their feathers flying everywhere.
The man led the way, carrying three bundles of firewood weighing dozens of kilograms. Lin Yiyi followed him down the mountain. Although she was very tired, she did not act like a spoiled child or complain.
After staying in the city for a long time, it’s nice to go out occasionally to climb the mountains, look at the green plants, and breathe some fresh air.
Although she was a little skeptical about the man going to the mountains to get firewood instead of moving it from Lao Zhao's house, Lin Yiyi still chose to believe him.
It was just some firewood, and Zhao Sheng couldn't cheat her of anything.
What's more, it would be bad if she was wrong and misunderstood him with a petty mind.
When they arrived at the mining area, the raw materials had already been loaded. Zhao Sheng handed a cigarette and two peaches to Xiao Chen, who was helping to watch the car, then put away the firewood and drove back to Ze County.
Lin Yiyi was so tired after walking up and down the mountain for three hours that she fell asleep as soon as she got on the truck. When she woke up again, it was already dusk.
As the truck drove into the steel plant, she tilted her head and stretched the back of her neck, then smiled at the man who was not concentrating on driving the truck.
After accompanying him to work for a day, she also ended her outing to relax.
Return to Lihua Alley.
Zhao Sheng was unusually generous and gave everyone two fresh peaches. Except for Youyou and Mozi, he carried the remaining half basket back into the house.
Leave it all to Lin Yiyi alone.
This is the only month every year that she can eat peaches, so naturally she is given priority.
After dinner, night fell and everything was quiet.
After returning from the bathhouse, Lin Yiyi changed into overalls and lay back on the bed, and the scorching stove came close to her.
The two of them were making a mess, and Zhao Sheng kissed her sweet lips and cheeks several times.
During the day, Lin Yiyi ate two sweet peaches, and he also wanted to nibble on two.
The man reached his big hand into the thin blanket and carried out the person who was shyly hiding inside.
Zhao Sheng's eyes were deep, and his gaze forced her to fulfill her promise. He picked the peaches from the tree for her to eat.
He also wanted her to give it to him on her own initiative.
......
At night, a cool breeze blew, making the branches and leaves rustle.
It started to rain soon, and the sound of raindrops outside surrounded the two people in the tent inside the house.
"It's raining." The man stared at Lin Yiyi, whose pretty face was slightly blushing, with malicious eyes.
Looking at the water stains on his fingertips, Zhao Sheng's eyes became even darker.
Lin Yiyi wanted to push him away, but she didn't have the strength to break free from his restraints, so she could only snuggle up to his neck, breathing heavily.
"It's raining. Are you waiting for him?"
......
After a while.
Lin Yiyi nodded gently. No matter how many sweet words she said normally, she didn't dare to respond with words at this moment.
It rained all night, and it felt a little cooler when I woke up the next morning.
The arrival of autumn makes people busier.
More than half a month passed from the time the commission was given to the time they received the news from the north. The Zhong couple were overjoyed when they read the news.
Zhao Sheng looks 80% like his father, with two moles behind his ears. He married Lin Jie's daughter Lin Yiyi and had twin sons, Zhao Xuanlin and Zhao Mulin.
Yang Ying was very excited to learn that her son was still alive. Looking at a small photo of the two of them, which depicted her son's facial features, she found that he really looked like her husband when he was young.
This is her son. One can tell at a glance that he is the piece of flesh that fell from her body.
When Yang Ying saw the note saying that her son had married the daughter of her husband's good friend Lin Jie, she could no longer hold back and burst into tears leaning on her husband's shoulder.
"He is still alive....my son is still alive....he has married his best friend's daughter."
Zhong Bangyou comforted his wife, put the photo away, and secretly felt lucky.
"This is all God's arrangement. It's the best arrangement, Yingying. God is helping us keep our promise."
When Lin Jie lent him money to tide him over the difficulties, he mortgaged the magnolia pendant his mother gave him to him.
In order to thank his good friend for his help, he never took the magnolia pendant back and even joked with Lin Jie that it was a keepsake for his future children and in-laws.
Zhong Bangyou looked at the two people who looked so well-matched in the photo, feeling mixed emotions. He just thought that they were destined to be together.
Ever since she learned that her own son had been replaced by a servant, Yang Ying was tormented by self-blame and regret every day. If she had not fallen asleep at the time and had kept a close eye on her son, would she have not lost him?
Now, the son is still alive and has become a father, and they are also grandparents.
That night, the Zhong couple discussed the follow-up matters, and Zhong Jiaxu changed his name to Zhong Xu.
As their adopted son.
All the inheritance trusts were re-drafted to his son, Zhong Jiasheng, whom he had never met in person.