Chapter 38 Whoever falls in love first loses.
Jiang Zhizhi didn't want Yang Fengmei to help cut her hair because she felt that Yang Fengmei had to go to the fields every day to earn work points and then come back to cook and do housework, while Old Man Liang and Liang Dazhuang wouldn't help her at all, and she was too tired every day!
So she agreed without hesitation to let Zhou Xiye cut her hair.
I don't care about whether it looks good or not, as long as it's neat.
If you raise it until winter, it should be able to braid its hair.
Zhou Xiye hesitated for a moment, held his breath and began to carefully trim Jiang Zhizhi's hair. The soft and smooth hair slipped from his fingertips, like threads falling into his heart, causing a slight itch.
He regretted his impulsive offer to trim Jiang Zhizhi's hair earlier; it was torture.
Jiang Zhizhi, however, felt no embarrassment whatsoever. She was still thinking about how to deal with Sun Xiaoyue, and also wondering how long Zhou Xiye and the others would stay in the mountains. She casually asked, "Are you going to spend the winter in the mountains?"
"If we don't work through winter, we can finish by early November. Besides, it snows early in the mountains, so we can't start construction after November."
Jiang Zhizhi was a little surprised. Zhou Xiye had said quite a lot this time. She looked at their reflections in the river, which were intertwined and then dispersed in the ripples.
After staring at her reflection in the river for a while, Jiang Zhizhi remembered something else: "Captain Zhou, have you resolved the problem you encountered last time?"
Zhou Xiye stared intently at the scissors as he answered Jiang Zhizhi's question: "It's solved. Later, bridge experts from Beijing came and used your suggestion to build an elevated bridge. Although it increased the difficulty a lot, it shortened the distance considerably. It will be much more convenient to go to the city in the future."
Jiang Zhizhi smiled and said, "I knew this method would work! You've helped me a lot. If you need any help from me, please come to me."
If I can help Zhou Xiye, I can repay the favor and won't feel so burdened.
Zhou Xiye didn't say anything and focused on trimming his hair.
After fiddling with it for more than half an hour, Zhou Xiye felt pretty good: "It's done. Can you take a look and see if there's anything else that needs fixing?"
Jiang Zhizhi stared at the water's surface for a long time but still couldn't see clearly. She felt that she wasn't as explosive as the Golden Lion King in the morning: "It's okay, it's okay, anyway, it'll grow out of control."
Zhou Xiye silently took off his coat, shook off the stubble, and prepared to take it away.
Jiang Zhizhi then noticed that Zhou Xiye was only wearing a military green shirt, the hem of which was tied around his waist, making his waist look lean and strong. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing a section of his bronze arms with firm and smooth muscles, which looked very powerful.
I have to say, Zhou Xiye's physique is absolutely amazing!
It just feels a little bulging on one side?
After admiring the clothes in a good mood, she reached out to Zhou Xiye and said, "Give me the clothes, I'll take them back and wash them for you, then I'll return them to you later."
Zhou Xiye glanced at her injured arm: "No need, I'll wash it when I get back. I'm going to the mountains now, do you want me to take you back first?"
Jiang Zhizhi quickly waved her hand: "No need, no need, I can go back by myself. I've already taken up a lot of your time. If there's anything I can help you with later, please let me know."
Waving and smiling as Zhou Xiye left, she felt a little confused when she thought about it. How did she suddenly run into Zhou Xiye and even have him cut her hair?
Stroking her neatly trimmed hair, Jiang Zhizhi was in a good mood. Now she could finally get down to dealing with Sun Xiaoyue!
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On his way to the mountains, Zhou Xiye found it unbelievable that he would offer to cut a girl's hair.
In her mind, however, she saw Jiang Zhizhi with reddened eyes, swallowing her tears with a stubbornness and refusal to admit defeat on her pretty little face.
Who on earth cut her hair?
Zhou Xiye tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, for the first time being distracted by something outside of work, and began to think.
Upon arriving at the camp, Zhou Xiye had just gotten out of the car when Wang Changkun came over with a pen and a stack of letter paper, cheerfully calling out, "Boss, you're finally back! I'll have to trouble you to write a letter to my wife again."
Zhou Xiye gave him a cold look: "You can write normally, so why is writing a letter home so difficult?"
Wang Changkun scratched his head sheepishly: "I'm afraid my wife won't recognize my handwriting, which is so messy it's like a dog's paddle. Boss, you know, even though I didn't graduate from elementary school, my wife did graduate from junior high."
Zhou Xiye gave him a disdainful look, but still took the letter and went into the house. Wang Changkun quickly followed him in.
"Boss, just write 'Hello Yufen, I received your letter, and the shoes and sweater you sent. I tried them on, and they fit perfectly. How are you and Mom? Is the child behaving? You've worked so hard all these years raising the child alone and taking care of Mom. After I..."
As he spoke, Wang Changkun suddenly choked up, unable to continue, and then buried his head in his hands and sobbed.
Zhou Xiye put down his pen and quietly looked at Wang Changkun. Every time they received a letter from home, these people would react the same way: they would cry while reading the letter and then cry while replying. After all, it was not easy to go home, and it was even more difficult to keep in touch.
He might be the only one in the team who hasn't received a letter from home all these years.
Wang Changkun rubbed his face to calm himself down: "Boss, I'm sorry, I'm just really homesick. I haven't seen my wife and kids for three years. The last time I went back, my child was just one year old and couldn't even call me 'Dad' yet. I don't know if he'll even recognize me when I get back."
She had just calmed down, but then she started to feel sad again.
Zhou Xiye patted him on the shoulder: "Once this project is finished, I'll arrange for you to go home to visit your family."
Wang Changkun nodded and quickly waved his hand: "No need, no need. There are others who need it more. Let them go back home to visit their families first. My parents are in good health, and my wife and children are doing well too."
Zhou Xiye didn't speak, but tapped the letter with his pen, signaling Wang Changkun to continue.
Zhang Zhao squatted at the door, originally intending to come in and join the fun, but after hearing Wang Changkun's crying, he quietly retreated and muttered to his comrade beside him: "Speaking of which, our leader is the most pitiful. I have never seen him receive a letter from home."
The other party didn't see anything wrong with it: "If the boss's family misses him, they can just make a phone call to the camp; there's no need to write a letter."
Zhang Zhao frowned: "How many times have you seen the boss's parents make phone calls? Every time they call, it's his father's order, including this marriage, which was forced on the boss. They didn't even ask the boss's opinion. The political review was completed, and the marriage application was approved! What's the use of a good family background?"
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became: "The boss's mood has been fluctuating lately, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and I suspect it's related to this! Also, where has that ugly wife of the boss gone? She hasn't shown up at all. Is she afraid the boss will divorce her?"
Zhou Xiye, standing at the door, couldn't stand it any longer: "Zhang Zhao! Go run five kilometers with weights..."
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