Chapter 70 Don’t be confused
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Xia Mi was fully awake at half past eight, and the sun was still shining on her face, which made her wake up because she felt blinded.
The next second, he sat up from the bed, grabbed the watch next to him and looked at the time. It was half past eight, and half an hour had passed since the appointment with Zhao Xiaoying.
Xia Mi put on her clothes, washed up, and went out with her keys.
When she arrived at the beach, Zhao Xiaoying had already picked up half a bucket of shrimps and snails, most of which were clams.
Xia Mi's breathing was rapid, and an apologetic look appeared on her face, "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhao, I overslept."
"It's okay, I just got out not long ago, let me ride." Zhao Xiaoying smiled. Seeing that Xia Mi was already sweating, one could imagine how anxious she was along the way.
"Okay, thank you for your help." Xia Mi let out a breath and sat in the back seat to barely rest.
The two did not go to school, but went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative.
The supply and marketing cooperative is not far from Zhang Zijie's home. Zhao Xiaoying went to buy things, and Xia Mi went to inform Zhang Zijie.
She had just parked the car and raised her hand to knock on the door when someone called Xia Mi.
"Teacher Xia."
It was Shen Zhihui. He ran to Xia Mi in two steps and asked, "Are you here to look for Zhang Zijie?"
"What else?" Xia Mi ignored Shen Zhihui's presence. She had not yet forgotten how he embarrassed her in the car last time.
"The child is not at home. He went out early in the morning."
Xia Mi frowned, "He hasn't even recovered from his injuries yet, why is he running around?"
"If he doesn't run around, how can he have the money to support this family?"
Xia Mi turned to look at Shen Zhihui with an unfriendly look, "Then I'll come back in a few days."
"Wait a little longer, he will be back soon."
As if Shen Zhihui had calculated it correctly, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Zijie limped into their sight, carrying a small bucket.
Zhang Zijie's little face was stained with mud, and his pair of black and bright eyes looked very helpless when he saw Xia Mi and Shen Zhihui.
Xia Mi frowned slightly, her eyes fixed on his injured foot.
He was wearing a pair of adult barrel boots, and because of his injury, the way he walked was particularly funny.
"Teacher Xia, Uncle Shen."
Xia Mi walked over and said, "Why are you going out to catch seafood when your foot hasn't healed yet?"
"I'm fine. I even borrowed the bucket boots from Brother Lin next door. Wearing these will keep me from getting wet."
Zhang Zijie explained in a panic.
Shen Zhihui came over to explain, "Xiaojie, your foot injury has not healed yet. If the condition worsens, you will have to have your leg amputated. I know you want to earn a living."
He took out a stack of money with bills from his pocket and said, "I'll just lend you this money. Return it to me when you grow up. Just take good care of your injuries."
"Otherwise, if you have your limb amputated, who will take care of your grandmother? She's blind, and you'll become a cripple."
Xia Mi looked at Shen Zhihui silently. The money was at least thirty yuan. He was about to leave the island, so it was impossible for him to pay it back.
Shen Zhihui protected Zhang Zijie's self-esteem in this way.
Seeing this, Xia Mi felt that the person in front of her was not completely flawless.
Zhang Zijie looked at the money with a conflicted look in his eyes. He didn't want to become disabled when he thought about having to undergo amputation if he couldn't recover well.
The dirty little hand took the money, "Okay, let's go in and I'll write you an IOU."
Shen Zhihui went in and wrote an IOU with the man to put on a full show.
Xia Mi also followed him in, only to find that Zhang Zijie's living environment was harsh. There was no light in the dark stone house, and there was a big hole in the window, which was covered with newspaper.
Although it blocks the wind, it also blocks most of the light.
Zhang Zijie's grandmother was sleeping, and he asked her to speak in a low voice as soon as he entered the door.
Zhang Zijie took out the notebook and carefully tore off a piece of paper. When he was about to start writing, he was at a loss as to how to write the IOU.
"Let me do it."
Shen Zhihui took his pencil and wrote quickly on the paper. In less than two minutes, he had finished writing an IOU.
He also pointed to the signature area and said, "Just write your name here."
Zhang Zijie nodded heavily and signed with a pencil.
Finally, the IOU was handed over to Shen Zhihui.
Xia Mi took advantage of the break in the visit to take out a reunion note from her pocket. The reunion note she took out from the system was a new note, and she even squeezed it a few times to make it look older.
Xia Mi lifted the plate and put the money underneath.
"I've finished writing the IOU. Take off your shoes so I can see how your wound is."
Zhang Zijie cooperated and took off his shoes. After Xia Mi checked, she found that the bandage on the outside had been contaminated by sand, which made her frown.
Zhang Zijie definitely wouldn't want to go to the hospital again.
"I'll come and help you deal with it tomorrow. Don't run around at home these two days. Just like your uncle Shen said, don't lose the big picture for the small."
Zhang Zijie was really scared, and all he could do was nod and agree.
After giving a few simple instructions, Xia Mi and Shen Zhihui left.
"Teacher Xia, I'm sorry about what happened last time. I lost control of my emotions."
Xia Mi glanced at him and agreed softly, "Well, I heard that you will be leaving in two days?"
Shen Zhihui nodded in acknowledgement, "Leave with Jiang Jie and the others."
"Congratulations." Xia Mi said politely. She squatted down and unlocked the bicycle. "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Shen Zhihui also turned and left. - When Xia Mi returned, Zhao Xiaoying had just finished buying vegetables. The basket of the bicycle could not fit in all the food, and a lot of it was hanging on the handlebars.
"Why did you buy so much? Can you finish it in one meal?"
Zhou Fang looked at the dishes in the two people's hands.
"If you can't finish this meal, save it for the next meal." Zhao Xiaoying put the dishes on the table.
The next division of labor was that men and women would select vegetables together, while Zhou Fang and Zhao Xiaoying would handle the seafood and meat.
Xia Mi washed the oysters and poured in sweet potato flour and scallion segments and mixed them. She first fried the oysters and then braised the clams. Her work was done.
Zhou Fang was responsible for the next dish, and Xia Mi and Zhao Xiaoying could take a short break.
"Teacher Zhao, your good fortune is about to happen, why don't you bring the person over to show us today?"
Gu Cancan shook the celery in her hand and began to inquire about Zhao Xiaoying's marriage partner.
Zhao Xiaoying's face suddenly froze for a moment, not knowing how to explain to Gu Cancan, "There's nothing to see, it's still two eyes, a nose and a mouth."
"Teacher Zhao, do you and your partner often hang out on that big beach over there?"
Qiao Jing came over and said, "Last time when the three of us went over to play, I seemed to have run into you guys. I wasn't sure then, but now that I think about it, it must have been you."
"You have seen him before? Tell me what he looks like?" Gu Cancan's curiosity was burning.
Even Zhou Fang, who was cooking nearby, asked Gao Zhilei to lower the fire so as not to disturb her from listening to the gossip.
Zhao Xiaoying wanted to refute, but Qiao Jing had already mentioned what she wore that day. When Gu Cancan heard it, she was sure that it was her and Jiang Jie.
Qiao Jing recalled with difficulty, "He seemed to be wearing glasses, looked gentle and refined, and was about 1.75 meters tall."
"He wears glasses and is so refined?" Gu Cancan thought for a moment, "Sister Fang, are there people like him on our island?"
The most educated people all come to be primary school teachers. If there are still people with this kind of temperament, then...
Gu Cancan began to speculate in the direction of yp, and looked at Zhao Xiaoying in surprise, "Teacher Zhao, you are not dating those yp people, are you?"
Bang!
Zhou Fang dropped her spatula into the pot and looked at Zhao Xiaoying in surprise, "Xiaoying, this can't be possible. Don't be confused."
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