Chapter 67 Jealousy
While Jiang Zhizhi was taking out her pen, Dong Xinguo was still talking to Zhou Xiye, so he didn't notice Jiang Zhizhi's unusual discovery.
Dong Xinguo took the pen and was just about to continue writing when the bugle call sounded from the mountain.
Zhou Xiye looked apologetically at Dong Xinguo: "Secretary Dong, you can go back and write it, it's the same. We need to assemble urgently, so we'll be leaving now."
After saying that, he hurriedly washed his hands by the river, got up and quickly took the clothes and belt from Jiang Zhizhi, left a message and ran away with Wang Changkun and the others.
Dong Xinguo then realized that he was still holding Zhou Xiye's fountain pen in his hand. This thing was very precious. He called out to Zhou Xiye and the others' backs, "Hey, hey, Captain Zhou, your fountain pen."
Old Liang stopped him: "The person has run far away, they definitely can't hear you. Give the pen to Technician Jiang, and she can give it to Captain Zhou later."
Dong Xinguo thought it over and agreed. Since Zhou Xiye had already left, there was no need to rush the thank-you letter. He put the letter back in his handbag and handed the pen to Jiang Zhizhi.
Jiang Zhizhi was still a little dazed when she suddenly found herself holding a pen. Her heart was in turmoil, and she felt a strange and indescribable unease.
It was only when Yang Fengmei tugged at her arm that she snapped out of her daze: "Auntie, what's wrong?"
Yang Fengmei thought that Jiang Zhizhi hadn't heard her because her voice was too soft, so she raised her voice a little louder: "Secretary Dong said we can go back first, and the installation will continue this afternoon. There's something that hasn't arrived yet."
Jiang Zhizhi then noticed that the people by the river were already walking back in twos and threes.
She followed Yang Fengmei back, intending to wait until she was alone to think things through and figure out what was wrong with her.
Liang Dazhuang and Liang Xiaowu squeezed past Yang Fengmei and walked to Jiang Zhizhi's left and right. Liang Dazhuang, with a bruise on his face, chuckled and looked a little comical: "Technician Jiang, I'll call you 'sister' from now on. I didn't expect you to be so amazing."
Jiang Zhizhi was a little amused and exasperated: "You won the fight, what does that have to do with me?"
Liang Dazhuang said excitedly, "Xiao Wu told me that if it weren't for your help, I definitely wouldn't be able to beat that Duan Laosan. That Duan Laosan is a butcher, and he can kill a pig weighing three or four hundred pounds all by himself."
Liang Xiaowu nodded in agreement: "That's right, sis, you were really amazing just now. I saw you kick that guy who was trying to get close to Brother Dazhuang over with one kick."
The two followed Jiang Zhizhi with adoring expressions, chattering away incessantly.
Jiang Zhizhi watched the two of them with amusement, their excited gestures and words easing her frustration somewhat.
It wasn't until after lunch, when Jiang Zhizhi went back to bed for a nap, that she had time to sort out her personal feelings.
It seems she doesn't need to tell Zhou Xiye that she is Jiang Zhizhi anymore!
The red handkerchief in Zhou Xiye's pocket was probably a gift for the person he liked. If she were to appear now, this marriage would definitely put him in a difficult position.
She scratched her head. She could tell Zhou Xiye that the marriage didn't count, but the timing of her appearance now wasn't good.
Moreover, she has exposed so much; how is she going to explain it to Zhou Xiye?
Forget it, I might as well write another letter to Jiang Zhenhua and ask him to tell the Zhou family that the marriage is off and that she has found someone she loves and is living a happy life!
I haven't received a reply to the letter I wrote to Jiang Zhenhua last time. Did he receive it or not?
Jiang Zhizhi thought of a solution, but she wasn't happy at all. She rubbed her chest, feeling a little uncomfortable and wanting to cry because of this unfamiliar emotion.
And I can't help but wonder, what kind of girl does Zhou Xiye like?
Is she the beautiful woman who cried at the hospital?
A jumble of worries kept Jiang Zhizhi, who usually falls asleep the moment her head hits the pillow, from sleeping at all.
Upon hearing the work bell, I quickly got up, washed my face, and went to the river to complete the next step of the process.
Dong Xinguo has brought the remaining equipment and, as Jiang Zhizhi instructed, has begun to complete the final connection.
Jiang Zhizhi dared not be careless. She watched as the water pipe led all the way to the mountain ridge, and then began to fill the pressure tank with water. Several levers below swung rapidly in the turbulent water flow, filling the pressure tank with water.
The water in the tank is forced into the pipes under pressure.
Old Man Liang, who was standing guard on the mountain ridge, excitedly slapped his thigh and shouted, "There's water! There's water!" when he saw a stream of water emerge.
A group of people ran up and excitedly went to get the water.
Jiang Zhizhi watched from the side and couldn't help but laugh. She suddenly felt relieved. All this love and romance was too troublesome!
Why not focus on building your career?
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While finishing her meal, Yang Fengmei was still saying, "In the future, we won't have to worry about watering those fields on the mountain ridge. When we plant wheat, the yield will be higher."
Old Liang was also happy, shoveling cornmeal porridge into his mouth and chuckling, "With water, the yield will definitely be high, and next year each family will get more wheat flour."
Then he looked at Jiang Zhizhi and asked, "Technician Jiang, do you know if there's any way to double the grain yield?"
Jiang Zhizhi was both amused and exasperated, and shook her head: "No, I know nothing about farming."
Having an engineering background, she had never been involved in agriculture. However, thinking about the prosperous times to come, she smiled and comforted Old Man Liang: "Our lives are getting better and better now, and they will definitely get better in the future. We will definitely be able to live a life where we can eat white flour every day."
Yang Fengmei was shocked: "My God, eating white flour every meal? I can't even imagine that kind of life. These days, being able to drink white flour porridge once every three days is considered a good life."
Liang Dazhuang nodded repeatedly from the side: "Mom, I trust Technician Jiang. She said it's definitely possible."
Old Liang also thought it was a pipe dream, but hearing it made him feel that there was still hope for the future.
Yang Fengmei suddenly looked at Liang Dazhuang and said, "Go take a good bath in the river tomorrow and change into clean underwear. The day after tomorrow morning, your Aunt Ma and I will take you to a blind date. Oh, and Xiao Jiang, you can come with us too."
Jiang Zhizhi was about to say, "Weren't you just going to the hospital because you were free? Why do you have to go on a blind date first?"
Then Yang Fengmei winked at her and glanced at Old Man Liang.
Jiang Zhizhi instantly understood that Yang Fengmei didn't want Old Man Liang to know about her illness, and was also afraid that Old Man Liang wouldn't let her go to the city for treatment.
He was about to say it, but then he changed his mind: "Going on a blind date the day after tomorrow? Dazhuang should dress smartly then."
Liang Dazhuang muttered under his breath, "I'm only nineteen at the end of the year, and I already have to go on blind dates."
Yang Fengmei rolled her eyes at him: "When your dad was your age, your older sister was already born."
Liang Dazhuang whispered back, "Then the family will need another plot of land to grow food."
Yang Fengmei was so angry that she wanted to hit him with her chopsticks: "When that girl marries into the family, there will be another source of labor in the household, and someone will be able to wash your clothes from now on. This is a good thing."
Liang Dazhuang silently ate a few bites of rice without saying a word.
Old Liang ignored the conversation between the mother and son, and looked at Jiang Zhi with a smile: "In a couple of days, the commune will reward you with twenty catties of wheat flour."
Jiang Zhizhi was shocked: "How can there be so many?"
Old Liang chuckled, "Captain Zhou asked Secretary Dong to write you a letter of commendation. This letter will be submitted to the county, and then the county will award you a prize."
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