"Thank...thank you!"
Wang Fang stammered and thanked him. She didn't know if it was because she was scared or what, but she felt that her heart, which had just calmed down, started beating again.
Chen Hai parked his bicycle and closed the door. "Stay here for a while. They won't be able to find you, so they'll definitely come back. You can leave later."
Chen Hai had a good memory. The moment the woman ran over, he knew that this person was Jiang Zhiqing's friend. He had met the two people on the black market more than once, and had also seen them eat together in a state-owned restaurant.
If you can sit at the same table and eat and chat together, your relationship is definitely not an ordinary one.
It's not easy for girls to do this, so he is willing to help if he can.
Wang Fang suppressed the beating of her heart and hummed.
Seeing that the man was indifferent, she didn't take the initiative to talk to him.
She later heard from Wanwan that Aunt Xu's son worked in a textile factory.
They were city people with stable jobs, unlike the country people. Wang Fang felt a little inferior, but couldn't help but peek at the man.
He was about 1.8 meters tall, the kind of tall man she had admired since childhood. He had distinct facial features, especially the curve of his face from the side, which was cool and imposing.
She looked away again and tried to remain quiet.
The man has already helped her, she can't cause any trouble.
After a while, Wang Fang estimated that those people would not come back, so she took out some eggs from the basket, but many of them broke when she ran.
She put the basket on the ground and squatted beside it, trying to find the intact ones and take them out.
Finally, I took a dozen whole, unbroken eggs and placed them on the windowsill.
The man was reading in the room. Wang Fang knocked on the glass and waited for him to turn his head before speaking. "Thank you for your help. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, without waiting for the man's response, she picked up the basket and walked out of the door, closing it behind her.
When Chen Hai came out with a book, he saw a small bag of eggs on the windowsill and a puddle of egg soup at the foot of the wall.
Just like Jiang Zhiqing, he is not willing to owe anyone a favor.
Chen Hai sighed and took the bag of eggs on the windowsill into the house.
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