Seeing the person run away, Wang Xiaofeng hurriedly chased after them, cursing under her breath: "You stinking woman, we just agreed on this, why are you running away...?"
Wu Xia retorted, "I advise you to stop making trouble. Don't call me for things like this anymore. Look at her, she's formidable. Your man can't handle her."
"Look at how pretty Lin Zhiqing is, while your son is so ugly. How could anyone be interested in Da Bo?"
"You'd better stop dreaming, lest you make a fool of yourself later."
Wang Xiaofeng pointed at Wu Xia, speechless with anger. Her son was so good; if Lin Zhiqing didn't like him, then Lin Zhiqing was blind.
"Fine, if you're not coming with me, we won't have to work together anymore. Some people want to come with me!"
****
Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head and walked home.
After arriving home, I intended to go straight to Han Qiushi's room, but when I entered, I noticed that the yard was unusually clean today.
The broom next to it was still a little wet, indicating that someone had just been working there.
Many things were neatly arranged, and dried mushrooms and other goods that hadn't been eaten in the past two days were drying on the bamboo sieve in the yard.
When they arrived at the room, they found it empty.
However, some noise came from the kitchen.
She paused for a moment, then turned and walked toward the kitchen.
Then I saw the tall and strong Han Qiushi washing vegetables in front of the pool.
On the cutting board next to it, both vegetables and meat were neatly arranged and cleaned.
Upon hearing the noise, Han Qiushi did not move. Instead, he turned his head slightly and smiled gently, a smile as warm as the spring sun, warming the heart: "You're back?"
His voice held an undisguised joy.
"Are you thirsty? I poured hot water from the thermos and let it cool down; it should be just right to drink now."
"In the afternoon, I was about to get out of bed and walk around the room when I discovered that I had the stamina to stand for a long time."
"I had been lying in bed for several days, and once I could move, I couldn't stop and started doing it."
Lin Xiaoxiao stood quietly to the side, listening to Han Qiu speak.
For some reason, she suddenly felt a moment of peace in her heart. This kind of tranquility was something she dared not hope for, whether in the apocalypse or here.
Living alone naturally involves more considerations.
But having someone by her side, doing the simplest things, seemed to help her relax her tense nerves a little.
Lin Xiaoxiao now understands a little better what the book meant when it said, "The warmth of everyday life is what soothes the human heart."
However, she quickly came to her senses.
She sized up Han Qiushi. He was really tall, at least twenty centimeters taller than her, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. Although he wasn't very skilled at these mundane tasks, he was very serious about them.
It's quite good-looking...
"I didn't realize you were so good at these things."
"Since you've been able to move around for so long, I'm sure it won't be long before we can remove your stitches." Lin Xiaoxiao racked her brains to come up with two sentences; she really didn't know how to handle this kind of situation.
“I don’t often do these things at home, but when I’m on missions, I often have to solve my own survival problems. I do things like cleaning the yard because I hear you doing them every day.”
"You work so hard, and you still have to cook and take care of me."
"I can't be a useless person who only knows how to eat."
"These tasks are acceptable to you, right?" Han Qiushi's tone became lighter as he spoke, as if he wanted Lin Xiaoxiao to praise him.
Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but laugh when she saw his expression.
"Not bad, he's quite suitable to be a stay-at-home husband."
"You've done all this, are you planning to try your cooking today?"
Han Qiushi quickly waved his hand: "Let's forget about cooking rice. My cooking skills are only enough to make sure the food is cooked."
"For the sake of our mouths, and our stomachs."
"It will still be hard for you to come."
Lin Xiaoxiao took off her water bottle, filled it with water, and washed her hands. "Okay, then you can be in charge of starting the fire."
"no problem."
Han Qiushi had considered everything carefully. He was only doing preparatory work in the kitchen and didn't light a fire or do anything to avoid the people around him noticing the smoke.
While cleaning the yard, I also kept a close eye on the surrounding noise.
It's only because this courtyard is relatively remote that she and he really wouldn't dare to come out and move around.
This meal tonight.
Lin Xiaoxiao steamed rice, made braised pork ribs, stir-fried green beans, and a vegetable dish.
Because Han Qiushi had prepared the ingredients, today's meal was cooked very quickly.
This time, the two of them finally ate at the dinner table.
Lin Xiaoxiao had already cooked the meal, so Han Qiushi volunteered to take care of washing the dishes.
Lin Xiaoxiao didn't stand on ceremony; this person had lived here for so long, so it was no big deal for him to do some work.
The difference in comfort levels between proactive and passive approaches is simply a matter of whether they are taken actively or passively.
During the few days she spent with Han Qiushi, Lin Xiaoxiao felt that he was very pragmatic.
The next day, when Lin Xiaoxiao went to work, one of the educated youths said to her, "Lin Xiaoxiao, there is a package for you at the post office."
"I see there's quite a lot of stuff."
Are you sure it's mine?
"Yes, I glanced at the date, and yours arrived yesterday."
Lin Xiaoxiao nodded and thanked them.
She was surprised. She had cut off all ties with her family. Could it have been sent by her teacher?
Lin Xiaoxiao immediately went to ask the team leader for leave, and then went home to get her bicycle to pick up her package.
After Lin Xiaoxiao arrived home, she changed out of her work clothes and told Han Qiushi what happened.
Before Han Qiushi could say anything, Lin Xiaoxiao left the room like a gust of wind.
He rode off on his bicycle.
She rode her bicycle to the main road in the village.
This aroused the envy of many children, girls, and aunties, and also made the eyes of many young men light up.
In this day and age, owning a bicycle is something everyone envies.
Not only the bicycles, but also the people riding them are quite attractive.
It took about an hour to get to the post office. Lin Xiaoxiao left her bicycle there and went inside.
"Hello comrade, I'm here to pick up something."
The post office worker, while writing something, asked, "What's your name?"
"Lin Xiaoxiao from Wangjia Village".
Upon hearing this, the staff member looked up at Lin Xiaoxiao and asked, "Did you come alone?"
"Your package is quite large."
"It's okay, I'm strong too." Lin Xiaoxiao smiled.
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