Now everyone fell silent, and they all ate twice as fast.
Zhu Xiaomin ate the eggs she had traded with her fellow villagers while watching the commotion.
Jiang Wenwan gave the braised chicken leg to Zhou Yunting.
"Thanks!"
When Zhou Yunting looked at her, it was as if his eyes were filled with light bulbs.
It caught Jiang Wenwan's eye.
Liang's heart skipped a beat.
"You're welcome. I'm just doing this to serve the people. Hurry up and eat!"
Sister Jiang chickened out and fled the house as if in a panic.
Oh no, she might be in love, but what if she has no experience?
Oh, right, Zhu Xiaomin.
After dinner, there was still some time to digest, which was spent lying on the kang (heated brick bed).
But they don't go to sleep immediately; their normal bedtime is usually around eight o'clock.
There was no entertainment at this time, and they were still using diesel lamps. In fact, they didn't even have electricity here.
Transportation is mostly by walking, and communication is mostly by shouting.
"Minmin, tell me, how did you and your fiancé start dating?"
Zhu Xiaomin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang Wenwan sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her eyes burning with a ruthless lust for gossip.
He sat up abruptly from the kang (a heated brick bed).
"Tell me quickly, wait a minute, something's not right!"
You've never even met your partner.
You have to meet someone to date. If you only write letters and don't meet them, you won't know what they look like.
Why don't you have him mail a photo over so I can take a look?
Jiang Wenwan: Why send photos when everyone's already here?
"You know he's in the military, so he can't just mail photos to anyone."
And he's been on a mission lately, so I'm quite worried about him. Do you think I'm in a relationship?
Zhu Xiaomin: ...
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