Jiang Ci and Sister-in-law Yu had a very good harvest, and the fishpond also yielded a considerable amount of fruit.
The fishpond alone yielded a considerable catch of fish, along with some crabs, shrimp, loach, and other creatures, filling several baskets in total.
Not to mention the big, plump lotus root sections, which are white and tender after being washed, looking crisp and delicious.
Zhou Mingli worked with a heavy atmosphere around him, not in a good mood, and didn't talk to anyone, but he worked very quickly.
Gui'an nudged Brother Yu, "Fugui, what's wrong with the second brother?"
Brother Yu glanced at Zhou Mingli, puzzled. "Isn't he working? What's wrong?"
Gui An clicked his tongue. "What's wrong with your eyes? Can't you tell the second brother is in a bad mood?"
Brother Yu: "Huh?"
Is there?
Asking Fugui was useless, so Gui'an moved his body to help Zhou Mingli grab the fishing net and moved closer to him, "Second brother, did you quarrel with your wife?"
Zhou Mingli glanced at Gui An, then shook his head sullenly, "No."
"What did your wife do to upset you?"
Zhou Mingli continued to shake his head, "No."
"So what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Mingli wanted to shake his head, but for some reason, he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
He pursed his lips and after a long while said, "If, if someone who is very close to you suddenly becomes distant, why do you think that would be?"
Gui An said bluntly, "Your wife doesn't like you anymore?"
Zhou Mingli was taken aback, and immediately said, "No...no..."
She didn't like him, she never had.
wrong……
Zhou Mingli glanced at Gui An and then asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Tsk, what a question. Your wife will only be close to you if she likes you. If she doesn't like you, of course she won't pay attention to you." Gui An gave Zhou Mingli a disdainful look, as if to say, 'You don't even understand such a simple principle.'
"I wasn't talking about myself, I was just using an analogy," Zhou Mingli said, forcing a smile. "You only become close if you like someone?"
"Otherwise what?" Gui'an looked around and lowered his voice, "Second brother, if you and your wife have a fight, do you need anyone to teach you this? Just cover yourself with the blanket at night! Hehe, you'll be back to normal by the next day."
Zhou Mingli: "..."
What a bad idea.
If he really dared to do that, Jiang Ci would kick him out.
He ignored Gui'an, but the words Gui'an had said kept circling in his mind.
People will only get close to those they like; they'll ignore those they don't.
He worked aimlessly, when suddenly many things came to mind.
He recalled that before the divorce, in the fifth year of their marriage, Jiang Ci and he were incredibly harmonious. They would even sit together in the greenhouse in the garden after getting up early, drinking tea and chatting. Every time Jiang Ci looked at him with longing, he felt like a fool, wanting to show off in front of his beloved.
Jiang Ci would also sneak up to him when his parents weren't looking, suddenly kiss him, and raise her eyebrows to watch his calm and composed expression turn chaotic and uncontrollable.
Every unintentional gesture she makes indicates her closeness.
Zhou Mingli was almost addicted to the way he deliberately pulled her along and indulged her provocations. He never resisted, but when they returned to their bedroom, he would tear off his pretense and return her playful teasing tenfold.
But the sweet moments were interrupted by a piece of news, and all the dreamlike memories vanished in an instant. Jiang Ci's gaze towards him was no longer affectionate, and a cold, icy wall stood erect, depriving him of even the chance to touch her.
Zhou Mingli doesn't believe in love without a reason, but he does believe in hatred without a reason.
When life is not going well, people feel like kicking even the stray cats and dogs on the street. Unfounded and malicious speculations and baseless rumors on the internet reveal the darkness in everyone's heart.
Jiang Ci might also feel the same way, which is why she treats him with indifference and keeps her distance.
But he didn't want to accept it, he was unwilling to accept it.
Just like these past two days.
He and Jiang Ci were getting along better and better. She smiled at him so brightly, and would even stand on tiptoe to pat his cheek and praise him for being so amazing. They worked together seamlessly and understood each other's feelings best...
Just as he was about to succumb to her charms again, Jiang Ci instantly shut him out of her tenderness.
Zhou Mingli gripped the fishing net tightly, watching the fish struggling incessantly inside, sinking deeper and deeper until they were firmly caught.
The thunder and rain she showered upon him were as unpredictable and inexplicable as the weather...
Would Jiang Ci really love him for no reason, and hate him for no reason?
No, Jiang Ci never said she loved him. To her, he was at most a competent collaborator, a satisfactory bed partner, someone...
Insignificant people, people who can be easily discarded.
Zhou Mingli's breathing became rapid, and his eyes turned bloodshot.
Upon realizing this fact, a Zhou Mingli quietly shattered.
"Second brother, don't hold on so tightly! We need to haul the fishing net up!"
Zhou Mingli lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and worked silently until noon.
Only after the team leader said it was time to call it a day did he exude an aura of 'stay away from me' and go home alone.
Jiang Ci wasn't home; only Zhou Yang and Zhou Miao were playing with Er Zhu.
"Dad's back!" Zhou Miao stood up and shouted.
Zhou Mingli looked at the two children and gazed into the yard.
Without Jiang porcelain or a bicycle, she should be at the cowshed by now.
Zhou Mingli unconsciously started thinking about Jiang porcelain again.
The two children were talking excitedly, and Jiang Ci seemed to have caught a lot of prey.
He frowned and walked into the yard, where he saw movement in the basket and a plump pheasant tied with a red plastic rope next to the chicken coop.
Besides these, there were also many mushrooms, wood ear fungus, and some crabapples that looked just like apples drying on the stone pier.
"Dad, shall we eat rabbit?" Zhou Yang ran excitedly to Zhou Mingli's side and said expectantly, "We caught six rabbits, three for Brother Dazhu's family and three for our family."
Zhou Mingli glanced at the little brat.
What kind of rabbit do they eat?
The head chef was unhappy, so everyone was eating cornbread today.
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