Chapter 45: Affair in the Woodshed

Zhou Hao spoke affectionately, and Xia Jing was secretly delighted. This man could be careless sometimes, but she believed that in Hao Ge's heart, she was still the most important.

Xia Jing couldn't fall asleep after returning home, so she just got up and walked around in the yard. At this time, everyone was asleep, but she could still hear someone snoring.

Gurgle, gurgle… Xia Jing's stomach protested again, and Xia Jing hurried to the kitchen to drink some water. Fill her stomach first.

She picked up the ladle and started drinking. There was no light in the kitchen, only the faint moonlight shining in.

After drinking a large bucket of water, Xia Jing's stomach was slightly swollen, and she felt a lot better. Now that there's something in her stomach, she should be able to fall asleep when she gets home, right?

Xia Jing put down the scoop and was about to leave when suddenly a pair of large hands grabbed her waist from behind and held her tightly.

"Who..." Before she could shout out, a big hand covered her little mouth, blocking her from shouting.

The night was dim, Xia Jing wanted to struggle, but the man whispered in her ear, with a low voice and a little hoarseness:

"It's me."

Brother Hao?

Xia Jing felt relieved when she heard Zhou Hao's voice.

Her body softened, and she leaned softly on his broad chest, complaining in a low voice:

"I was so scared, Hao, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"If I had known it was you, I wouldn't have been scared just now."

Zhou Hao lowered his head and kissed Xia Jing on the face, his eyes red:

"miss you……"

As he spoke, he held Xia Jing's hand and asked in a low voice:

“Do you feel it?”

"I……"

"But they are all..."

The small kitchen of the educated youth camp was not far from the rooms where they were staying. If they were here, any noise would be heard by even a light sleeper.

Although Xia Jing was caught once, she was still a person who wanted to save face. She knew that if she and Zhou Hao were caught doing that in the kitchen again, she would never be able to walk out with her head held high.

"Just keep your voice down." Zhou Hao was in the mood, but he was unwilling to let Xia Jing go. He was not a person who could restrain himself, not to mention that in his eyes, Xia Jing was just a toy for him to vent his feelings.

"Besides, don't tell me you don't want it?"

It's almost midnight now, and I can hear the chirping of unknown insects and the faint purring of birds outside.

Everyone should be asleep, right? She wasn't sure, but Zhou Hao was already taking off her clothes.

Reluctantly, the two of them rolled into the firewood pile, and the small kitchen suddenly became bustling with activity.

Xia Jing thought about her current situation. She wanted to marry Zhou Hao as soon as possible. The only shortcut was for her to get pregnant quickly.

"That's really mean."

Yang Hongmei heard the noise outside, leaned over the windowsill to take a look, cursed under her breath, and fell asleep again in a daze.

Li Xue was sleeping soundly and didn't hear what was happening outside.

"Brother Hao, do you like boys or girls?"

After the cuddling, Xia Jing leaned softly in Zhou Hao's arms and asked in a low voice.

Zhou Hao touched his knee. It was not comfortable in the kitchen at all. He only realized now how painful his knee was. He probably had some skin bald.

But in this village, the two of them had nowhere to go if they were not married.

A small forest? A cornfield? And then there's the small kitchen.

These days... He lit a cigarette and took two slow puffs without answering Xia Jing's question. Neither of them had a future, so naturally they couldn't have children.

If it were Xia Liang, he would definitely marry her immediately.

"Brother Hao, tell me."

Xia Jing's hands playfully drew small circles on the man's body, making him feel itchy.

"casual."

Zhou Hao said this because he was sure they had no future.

But when Xia Jing heard these words, they became his love for her. As long as the child was born by her, it didn't matter whether it was a boy or a girl.

"Brother Hao, you are so nice."

Xia Jing's eyes were red with happiness. Zhou Hao finished his last cigarette, lowered his head and touched Xia Jing's hair, and said softly:

"I'll go back first, you can come over later."

"We haven't gotten married yet, so we still have to be careful."

"I am also thinking about your reputation. Be quiet and obedient. If you want something in the future, you can tell me in advance and I will satisfy you."

Zhou Hao was full and satisfied. After some exercise, he felt sleepy and now all he wanted was to have a good sleep.

"Brother Hao..."

Seeing Zhou Hao was about to leave, Xia Jing hurriedly grabbed his wrist and asked anxiously:

"Are we really going to get married in two years? Not sooner?"

Zhou Hao paused, turned around and looked at Xia Jing deeply, with a helpless look on his face: "I also want to marry you as soon as possible, but..."

He looked embarrassed, and Xia Jingxin became nervous. She asked weakly:

"Brother Hao, just what?"

"You've heard what your mom said. She wants a 200-yuan betrothal gift. Although my parents both have salaries, we have many relatives on both sides and the expenses are high. We need to buy a house when we get married, right? And there are also furniture and other things. It's not easy to get 200 yuan together."

"Give them some time, and we'll get married when they're ready."

Zhou Hao comforted her, and Xia Jing's eyes darkened. Two hundred yuan?

This is the money her mother prepared for her brother's wedding. She also knows Xia's mother's temper. Once the money is in her hands, don't even think about spitting it out.

Damn it! Why should she give her wedding gift to others?

"Don't worry, Hao, I will discuss this with my mother."

Xia Jing's eyes turned cold. She was not Xia Liang. She would not be so foolish as to listen to her mother and only care about that family.

Her betrothal gift can only be in her hands, and Xia's mother can't even think of getting a penny.

After Zhou Hao left, Xia Jing still huddled in the firewood pile, thinking about how to convince her mother not to ask for her dowry.

She knew that Xia's mother was a money-grubber, and wanted her to stop calculating her betrothal gift, unless...

Give her a bigger sweetness. There are only three children in their family. The younger brother is the treasure of Xia's mother, and no one can plot against him.

Then there was only one Xia Liang. After selling Xia Liang for more than 200 yuan, Xia's mother changed her target and naturally stopped eyeing her betrothal gift.

But two hundred yuan is a huge sum of money. Where can she find someone who can spend more than two hundred yuan to buy Xia Liang?

Xia Jing scratched her head. She thought about it several times, and it seemed that among the people she knew, no one could come up with two hundred yuan.

It doesn't matter, even an old man is fine. As long as he has money.

As the night deepened, Xia Jing had rested enough, so she stood up, pulled up her pants, and wanted to go back to her room to sleep. But her stomach started to growl again.

Just hold on a little longer, there will be food to eat tomorrow morning, Xia Jing comforted herself.

Xia Jing walked carefully to the door of the small kitchen. Just as she took a step forward, she didn't expect something to fall on her head, directly covering her head.

"Who?" Xia Jing was so frightened that her body began to tremble, but she did not dare to speak loudly for fear of waking up the sleeping educated youth and ruining her reputation.