Chapter 183: I Want to Eat Baked Sweet Potatoes [Fourth Update]

Chen Jie hesitated for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "No! I must find out what they are doing today..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and began to tidy up his clothes.

He tucked the hem of his shirt into his pants, tugged at his sweater, and reached out to Chen Hao, saying, "Brother, give me some money."

Chen Hao looked at him and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to the commune with them later, and I can have breakfast directly at the market, so I don't have to run back and forth with an empty stomach."

Chen Hao: "Don't you have any money yourself?"

Chen Jie snorted coldly: "Of course my money was taken away by my mother. She said she would give it to me when we get married! Brother, stop wasting time and give me the money quickly!"

Chen Hao: “…”

There's nothing we can do about this younger brother.

He could only turn around, go back to the kang, pick up his trousers and take out his wallet.

Seeing this, Chen Jie laughed smugly in his heart. He hurried back to the house and came to his brother. Seeing him take out two five-dollar bills, he snatched them away and said, "That's enough! These are enough!"

Then he ran away.

I was afraid that my brother would go back on his word and ask for the money back.

Chen Hao kept following his second brother's back with his eyes. When he saw him running away in a flash, he shook his head helplessly.

Having been exhausted, he couldn't fall asleep even if he was asked to. Chen Hao was dazed for a while, then he got up, dressed, washed and shaved carefully. It was almost seven o'clock when he finished all this.

He went out to the home of the village party secretary next door.

After chatting with the Lin family for a while, he and Lin Licheng set off for the county together.

Go straight to the Women’s Federation.

…

A little after six o'clock, Chen Xiang and her partner had already arrived at the county high school.

From a distance, he saw Guan Xing'an and Lao Xie standing at the school gate. Lao Xie looked at the boy and said something. Then he took off his cotton coat and put it on the boy.

Guan Xing'an stood there with a calm expression, looking far away at the road he came from.

When he saw Chen Xiang appear at the corner of the street, his eyes moved slightly and he couldn't help but take a small step forward. Then he reacted and retracted his impatient little feet.

Old Xie Yang pointed and said, "Here they come, here they come."

In a blink of an eye, Chen Xiang came closer.

Zhou Dongmeng carried her out of the car and greeted her with a smile: "Good morning, Uncle Xie."

When she saw Guan Xing'an, she was slightly stunned.

Chen Xiang's pair of wet little deer eyes soon narrowed with a smile, and they were crooked, which was particularly cute: "Little classmate, you got up so early today!"

Guan Xing'an also blinked his moist peach blossom eyes and glanced at her.

His lips moved but he said nothing.

But a blush suddenly appeared on the frozen ears.

Old Xie said, "He has been waiting here for almost half an hour. I have been telling him to wait in the guard booth, but he refused to do so and insisted on standing here in the cold weather."

At this point, he lowered his eyes to look at the boy's feet in summer slippers and joked, "If you stand any longer, your toes will freeze off."

Guan Xingan lowered his eyelids and bit his lip: "I'm hungry."

Chen Xiang smiled, pointed at the parked car, and said, "I happened to bring some big buns, let's eat together!"

Zhou Dongmeng knew his wife too well. Before she could finish her words, he came over with a lunch box and handed it to Lao Xie: "Xiaoxiang brought it specially for me."

Mr. Xie didn't bother to be polite with them and took the lunch box.

He turned his head and looked at Guan Xing'an beside him: "Didn't you say you were hungry? Come in quickly, and go back to school after eating, don't let it get frozen again!"

Guan Xingan stood still, pulling her bright red lips: "I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

Chen Xiang: "It should be cooked. I'll go check it out."

"Let me do it."

Zhou Dong suddenly turned around and followed her.

He picked up a spatula and rummaged around a few times, found a relatively large sweet potato, wrapped it in rice leaves, and passed it over.

Guan Xingan raised his eyes and looked at him with cold eyes through the tangled hair on his forehead. His overly world-weary facial features had a kind of icy coldness of winter when he looked at anyone, and this man was no exception.

Zhou Dong narrowed his eyes and met the boy's gaze: "..."