Chapter 20: When you get old, you talk nonsense
Xia Mi met Jiang Shengmei's subtle expression, her cheeks flushed, and she waved her hand to deny, "Don't bother me, don't bother me."
Jiang Shengmei measured the size and Xia Mi was responsible for helping to cut the cloth. The two had a clear division of labor.
The next day, Xia Mi was busy in the morning greeting visitors with Jiang Shengmei.
Xia Mi saw off the last group of people in the morning and returned to the house to fix the thread ends.
Today, even the duo that had quarreled with her last time came.
Jiang Shengmei watched Xia Mi send the people out from inside the house, and waited for people to come back to help Xia Mi solve her doubts, "Are you curious about why everyone treats you like a different person?"
Xia Mi was stunned when her thoughts were guessed, then she nodded.
"Captain Fu has dedicated twenty years to the island of Zhuifeng. Both his family and nearby residents remember him well. Now that you have saved his only son, everyone remembers you well, too."
Speaking of the past, Jiang Shengmei's eyes gradually became moist.
Then, she wiped her eyes and avoided the topic, "It's almost time to go back and make lunch."
Xia Mi saw the person off and then turned back.
Huo Jingchen came back with lunch this morning and told her not to cook today as he would bring it back at noon.
Xia Mi is happy to have some free time. Today's kitchen utensils are inconvenient and cooking is a hassle. It would be better to go to the beach and make more money with this time.
Knock knock knock——
Xia Mi had just put away her clothes when someone knocked on the door. She looked towards the door through the window.
It was Fu Ming. He stood stiffly at the door, looking around the yard cautiously.
"Why are you here? Come in and sit down first." Xia Mi went out to greet Fu Ming.
Fu Ming quickly shook his head and took his hands out from behind his back. In his hands were canned fruit and a small envelope wrapped in red paper.
The young man lowered his head and stretched out his hand shyly, "Sister Xia Mi, I heard that you are getting married tomorrow, this is a little gift from me."
In the 1970s, people did not give money as a gift at weddings, but Fu Ming felt that giving just a can of food was a bit too little. After much thought, he found a red envelope with one dollar wrapped in red paper at home.
Xia Mi took the can and said, "This is good. We will have dinner in the army cafeteria at 12 o'clock tomorrow. Remember to come, otherwise I can't accept this."
Fu Ming looked up with a panicked look in his eyes and handed the money forward again.
"I have to pack my things at home tomorrow and go to Qingcheng the day after tomorrow. I will review in Qingcheng from now on and will not be back in the short term."
Fu Ming suddenly thought of something and hesitated to speak.
"Sister Xia Mi, I wish you and Brother Huo a happy wedding. If possible, I would like to ask you to pass on a message to him."
The two of them really have a story.
"you say."
"I want to apologize to Brother Huo. I don't blame him for my father's death. I hope he can forgive me for the nonsense I said. I was too impulsive at the time."
As Fu Ming spoke, he lowered his head in guilt, and his voice trembled.
From these words, Xia Mi vaguely guessed that Captain Fu’s sacrifice was related to Huo Jingchen.
In this kind of situation, it is most difficult to be the middleman, and the effect is minimal.
Xia Mi suggested sincerely, "Although I don't know what happened between you, but for this kind of thing, no matter how many words I say, it won't be as good as your own words. If you really want to solve it sincerely, you should tell him in person."
Huo Jingchen never took the initiative to talk to her about Captain Fu and Fu Ming.
When she mentioned it, she was apologizing on behalf of someone else. Xia Mi was worried that Huo Jingchen would think she was meddling in other people's business.
Furthermore, she didn’t know how serious Fu Ming’s words were, but Xia Mi knew that words spoken impulsively were the most hurtful.
She had no reason to accept this apology on behalf of Huo Jingchen.
Fu Ming looked at Xia Mi quietly, then realized that he was being selfish.
Seeing Fu Mingsong wavering, Xia Mi took advantage of the situation and urged him again, "It won't take you much time to have a meal tomorrow. You don't know when you will come back next time. Say hello to everyone before you leave."
Fu Ming felt a conflicted feeling in his heart, but when he met Xia Mi's affirmative gaze, he bravely overcame the hurdle in his heart and agreed hesitantly.
"good……"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dinner bell rang.
Fu Ming turned around reflexively and looked in the direction of the troops, and said goodbye hurriedly, "I, I'm going back to eat first. Goodbye, Sister Xia Mi."
"Well, come early tomorrow, and I'll ask Brother Huo to give you some time alone."
The young man almost missed a step and his body tilted to the side. He quickly steadied himself.
"Okay, if time is not enough, I won't force you." Fu Ming's voice became smaller and smaller as he left.
Xia Mi raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes and eyebrows were smiling, and she chuckled as she looked at Fu Ming's back.
"Are you always like this when no one is around?"
A pair of narrow eyes fell on Xia Mi, and the dark pupils were full of concern.
Xia Mi's smile disappeared and she looked at Huo Jingchen beside her. He was holding a lunch box in his hand and his eyes were full of suspicion and as if he was mentally retarded.
She clenched her fist to her lips and coughed twice to ease the embarrassment.
"No, Fu Ming was here just now. I invited him to our wedding banquet tomorrow."
"You have a wide network of contacts."
Huo Jingchen turned and walked into the house, still curious at the end, "Did he agree?"
"Do you care whether he comes or not?"
Huo Jingchen had always been the one teasing her. This was the first time Xia Mi saw him like this and she wanted to tease him as well.
She walked behind him, "How about I tell you his answer if you promise not to tease me later?"
Huo Jingchen stopped and Xia Mi braked suddenly, almost hitting his back.
Unexpectedly, the next second the man turned around, stretched out his hand to bring the person into his arms, his palms pressed tightly against her waist, and a faint fragrance wafted into her nose.
"I'm marrying you, why should I worry about whether a brat will come?"
The man's deep voice was close to her ears, Xia Mi's heartbeat quickened and her pupils shrank suddenly.
Xia Mi's face was hot. She reached out to push him away, and she was so nervous that she stuttered, "You, you let me go first."
Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes, and stared at him with anger in his clear, lively eyes. The woman's facial features were small and delicate, and her fair skin was faintly blushed.
Xia Mi raised her hand and pinched Huo Jingchen's waist hard, "Are you going to let go?"
"Using such great force, aren't you afraid of ending your future happiness with your own hands?"
Huo Jingchen let go, curved the corners of his lips, smiled meaningfully, and deliberately emphasized the word "happiness".
Xia Mi glared at the man again and shot back, "Aunties say that tall and strong people are all like chili peppers hanging from trees."
The man was stunned.
Xia Mi took the opportunity to quickly return to the house, worried that Huo Jingchen would not let her go after he realized what was happening.
Huo Jingchen looked stunned, then suddenly came to his senses.
As Xia Mi stepped into the main hall, Huo Jingchen's gritting teeth voice came from behind her.
"Xia Mi, who told you this?"
He had only been away for one day, and how come this little white rabbit had been dyed?
Xia Mi hid back in the house, closed the door and refused to let anyone in. She leaned against the door and responded, "What the old man over there said is absolutely correct."
She thought, Huo Jingchen can't be so petty as to argue with an old man? Huo Jingchen was so angry that he laughed instead, looking at the door with deep eyes, "If you don't keep your mouth shut before you die, you will still talk nonsense when I'm old."
"When we go out to eat, no one knows better than you whether it's chili or not. It's only a matter of time."
As Xia Mi listened, her face grew hotter and hotter, and she felt regretful. She shouldn't have said that. She was just shooting herself in the foot!
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