Wen Xi was speechless at the way the girl was staring at He Chen'an. However, He Chen'an was indeed very good-looking, otherwise she would not have dated him.
After all, they weren't familiar with each other before, and they didn't know much about his character. It was because of his face that she was willing to get to know him.
If He Chen'an were like Xia Minglei, accepting all comers and embracing every woman who threw herself at him, she would turn away. She's rich and beautiful, and she's not afraid of such things at all!
He Chen'an paid the money and then took Wen Xi to sit down at an empty table and wait.
Breakfast was ready-made, so they didn't have to cook it slowly. Their breakfast was ready in no time, and the two of them got up to bring it over.
The soy milk was no longer very hot, only lukewarm, but at this point it was pure and delicious. Wenxi ate dumplings while drinking soy milk.
The dumplings she ordered were filled with pork and corn. In June and July, tender corn is indeed edible, but people in the countryside are reluctant to eat tender corn, thinking it's too extravagant. They prefer not to wait for the corn to mature before grinding it into cornmeal, as this way they can still fill their stomachs.
There were fifteen dumplings in a plate, and one plate was about enough for Wen Xi. She pushed the fried dumplings to the center of the table so that He Chen'an could eat with her.
She ordered pan-fried dumplings not because she didn't have enough to eat, but because she wanted some.
"Chen An, do you have enough to eat?" Wen Xi asked.
A grown man ordered the same amount of food as her. If she hadn't shared half of the fried dumplings with him, he wouldn't have eaten as much as she did!
He Chen'an smiled and nodded, "There's enough to eat, don't worry about me."
After finishing breakfast, the two left the state-run restaurant and headed towards the supply and marketing cooperative. It was getting late, and Wenxi needed to prepare to go back.
Although the meeting was brief, He Chen'an was very satisfied.
Actually, there wasn't anything I wanted to buy in Wenxi, but we were bored, and we couldn't just sit somewhere together, so we decided to come to the supply and marketing cooperative to browse around.
She had tickets in her hand—some she exchanged with the black market, some sent back by Brother Jin, and some given to her by He Chen'an. She didn't lack tickets at all. The ones sent by Brother Jin and given by He Chen'an were their tokens of goodwill, so she kept them for herself. The tickets she exchanged with the black market were kept in the cupboard drawer for Shen Jiaojiao and Jiang Yue to use at any time.
Wenxi went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought three bundles of paper towels, five catties of fruit candy, three catties of steamed egg cake, three bottles of Moutai liquor, various seasonings, and matches. She had the ration coupons, and He Chen'an insisted on paying for it. She didn't want to be entangled with He Chen'an in public, so she tacitly approved of his actions.
Besides, if you don't use a man's money, other women will, so why should she let other women benefit from it?
If a man wants to pay, let him pay. It's his own choice, not something she tricked or forced him to do. If he doesn't want to spend money, he can just stand by and watch; no one will blame him.
Of course, his initiative in paying money was also a big plus; even the young staff members looked at He Chen'an with starry eyes.
If Wenxi weren't beside him, they would definitely ask him if he had a girlfriend or something.
Everyone wants to find a good man, which is understandable. Even Wenxi is the same. She would not go to a poor family to live a hard life for love. She understands the saying that poverty-stricken couples suffer a hundred misfortunes. Moreover, many people have no conscience. You are willing to suffer with someone and make sacrifices for them, but they do not appreciate it. Instead, they feel that you have not given enough. Even if you give your life to someone, they will still be dissatisfied.
Wasn't Jiang Yue just like that in her past life?
A good-for-nothing who was clearly not good enough for her married a cultured and beautiful city girl like her, but he didn't cherish her and treated her like an old ox. In the end, she was so tired that she collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up. He even kicked her and told her to get up and get back to work.
So why bother?
Life is short, and living is hard enough, so why not make the most of this short time to live a better life?
We're all human beings, so why should women have to serve a man's family like maids? Are they royalty? Can they afford to give them the highest honors?
After buying her things, Wenxi went to the pork stall to buy meat. By this time, there were hardly any people buying meat, and the pork stall didn't have much good meat left. Wenxi didn't care about that; in her eyes, as long as she could buy some, that was enough.
There wasn't much left on the cutting board, so Wenxi asked the stall owner to weigh everything for her. The pork offal, pork bones, and lower-grade meat together weighed sixty jin (30 kg). The stall owner saw that there was a tall man standing next to Wenxi and knew that this weight was nothing to them, so he didn't say anything.
After buying the meat, He Chen'an took Wen Xi home. He tied his heavy basket to the front crossbar and had Wen Xi sit on the back seat of his bicycle as he drove her home.
Thirty minutes' walk from the harvest brigade, Wenxi got off her bicycle, carrying a heavy basket on her back, and left.
Seeing Wenxi's thin body carrying such heavy things, He Chen'an felt really sorry for her and reluctant to let her go. He wanted to send Wenxi directly to the team so that he could assert his ownership and prevent other men from having any more thoughts about her. However, Wenxi was only seventeen years old. If people found out that she had a boyfriend in the city and that she was often away from home, it would be hard to guarantee that people wouldn't speculate or say things that way. This would not be a good thing for Wenxi.
So now he can only pin his hopes on work. If he can find a job in the city, Wenxi won't have to work so hard anymore, and they won't have to keep separating like this.
After turning the corner and walking onto the dirt road leading to the Harvest Brigade, Wenxi reached into her basket and put everything into the system warehouse before hurrying home.
It was summer, the sun was blazing, and the air was stuffy. By the time Wenxi got home, her clothes were soaked with sweat, and she was burning hot, like boiling water.
As soon as Wen Xi got home, she rushed back to her room and gulped down a large glass of cold water. Then she slipped into the system kitchen, which was rather special, neither too hot nor too cold. She took out her basket and started organizing the things she had bought that day, but unexpectedly found four lunchboxes.
One of the lunchboxes was for installing the river shrimp for He Chen today. There was no hot water to wash it today, and the oil inside couldn't be washed off, so the Wenxi office put the lunchbox in the sink in the system kitchen.
The other three lunchboxes were used when I delivered crayfish to He Chen'an last time.
Knowing that He Chen'an liked to put things in his lunchbox, Wen Xi opened the other three lunchboxes as if possessed. Sure enough, there were things inside, but they were wrapped up so tightly that she couldn't see what they were.
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