She opened her eyes drowsily and saw the neatly folded clothes on the bedside.
Yuan Jiang looked around but didn't see the man. It was quiet outside, so she subconsciously called out, "Pei Zhuo, I'm awake!"
No one answered.
Yuan Jiang hung her head in disappointment, and slowly remembered that Pei Zhuo said before going to bed that he was going to work.
She looked at the clothes on the bedside. Her top was a white, buttoned jacket with a waistband, and she paired it with a light pink Dacron skirt, white socks, and black leather shoes.
Yuan Jiang changed her clothes and tied her hair into a long scorpion braid. The hair on her forehead was slightly curled and naturally parted to the sides, revealing her delicate widow's peak.
Seeing that the sun was at its highest point, Yuan Jiang walked around the kitchen, took out a teapot filled with cold water, and brought three drinking bowls, intending to deliver water to Pei Zhuo and the others.
When the people working in the fields saw her, they couldn't help but look up, but then they quickly bent down and continued working.
Li Chunhong, who had just gone up to the ridge of the field to drink water, saw Yuan Jiang and couldn't help but cast a curious look at her. Her eyes lingered on her and she secretly exclaimed in her heart, "Oh my God, she doesn't look like an educated youth working in the countryside with this outfit. Is she here to enjoy a peaceful life?"
Li Chunhong clicked her tongue twice and asked loudly, "Yuan Zhiqing, are you here to bring water to your man?"
Yuan Jiang paused, tilted her head and looked at Li Chunhong: "I'm bringing water to Pei Zhuo. Auntie, do you know where Pei Zhuo is?"
The working area in Hongqiao Village is large, and she looked around but didn't see Pei Zhuo. Next time before Pei Zhuo goes out, she will have to ask in advance where he will work.
"Pei Zhuo and his mother are harvesting rice in the fields over there!" Li Chunhong pointed to the southwest.
Yuan Jiang looked in the direction Li Chunhong pointed and saw endless golden rice fields. This was the busy farming season, commonly known as the "double harvest", when people rushed to harvest the early rice and plant the late rice.
She narrowed her fox eyes and searched for a while before finding Pei Zhuo, who was bent over and sweating profusely while cutting rice beside the rice plant. She turned her head and thanked Li Chunhong, "Thank you, Auntie."
"No thanks, no thanks." Li Chunhong muttered to herself, this girl from the city is so sensible, she even said thank you for just pointing the way!
Yuan Jiang carried the teapot and carefully walked down the ridge of the field. The scorching sun shone on her, making her black and shiny hair shine brightly.
The young men harvesting rice cast astonished glances at him. The young men around Pei Zhuo couldn't help but jokingly say:
"Pei Zhuo, your wife is here to see you."
"You are so lucky, Goudan, to have married such a beautiful city girl. Look how considerate she is, even bringing you water!"
"Stop harvesting rice, you idiot! Get up and look at your wife!"
“…”
Pei Zhuo's hand holding the sickle paused, and when he heard the word "your wife", his eyes lit up. He turned sideways and saw Yuan Jiang out of the corner of his eye. He pursed his thin lips, shrugged his shoulders suddenly, and shook the sickle in one hand. Because of this action, the gray coat on his body was tightly attached to his slender body, outlining the contours of his strong shoulders and chest and abdominal muscles.
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