Ning He didn't say anything else. She watched Fang Ming walk aside silently.
He was completely exposed to the scorching sun, with no shade to protect him.
Fang Ming's eyes never left Ma Xiaohui.
This made Ning He even more certain that they must know each other and that their relationship was unusual.
Since Fang Ming did not leave and was watching her silently, Ma Xiaohui was completely absent-minded and made frequent mistakes during the packing process.
Either the thing was given to the wrong person, or something was missing.
Ning He sighed and reached out to stop her from packing.
Ma Xiaohui looked at Ning He and said in a panic, "Ning He, I won't make the same mistake again!"
Ning He shook his head: "There are not many customers in the back, you go and take a rest, I will come."
Ma Xiaohui wanted to insist, but Ning He said decisively, "Go ahead. It won't take a while. It's so hot, and the guests will want to go back for lunch soon."
After hearing what Ning He said, Ma Xiaohui had no choice but to give up. She quietly stepped back, burying her head, and no one knew what she was thinking about.
Ning He finished serving the last customer before turning his gaze to Fang Ming who was sitting in the sun.
"Comrade, there is one last serving of turkey noodles left. Do you want some?" Ning He asked deliberately.
As soon as she finished speaking, Ma Xiaohui behind her said anxiously, "Ninghe, he can't eat spicy food."
Fang Ming was about to agree, but when he heard Ma Xiaohui's words, his eyes trembled slightly.
Three years have passed, and she still remembers that she can't eat spicy food.
Fang Ming looked at Ma Xiaohui with even deeper eyes, filled with a different kind of emotion.
Ning He raised her eyebrows slightly. Sure enough, it was exactly as she thought.
After Ma Xiaohui finished speaking, she realized that she had said the wrong thing and a look of panic flashed across her face.
No matter how much I explain, it will only seem more pale and powerless.
Ning He smiled and shrugged: "I don't know what this customer likes. Xiaohui, you pack it for him. Don't drop it again this time."
Ma Xiaohui nodded and mixed another bag of cold noodles for Fang Ming.
"Your cold noodles are ready." After mixing them, she handed it to Fang Ming.
Fang Ming took it. He wanted to ask Ma Xiaohui how she had been doing in the past three years.
But before he could even ask the question, Ma Xiaohui turned and left, as if she had already guessed what he would say and didn't even give him a chance to speak.
Ning He looked at Fang Ming who looked lost and depressed, and she said, "You know Xiao Hui, right? She is helping me here now. Go back and try this cold noodles. If you like it, you are welcome to come often."
Fang Ming came back to his senses, he nodded and said: "Okay, I will come often."
After saying that, Fang Ming still had no intention of leaving. Since Xiaohui didn't tell him, he could ask the female comrade in front of him.
For the past three years, Fang Ming has always been thinking about Ma Xiaohui. He originally thought that Xiaohui should have been living a good life in the past three years, but just now, he saw the scar on Xiaohui's wrist.
When Fang Ming thought that it might be that man who beat Xiaohui, he wanted to find that man and avenge Xiaohui!
"Xiaohui, is she doing okay?" Fang Ming asked Ning He cautiously.
He was afraid of hearing negative words from Ning He. Even if he was deceiving himself, he didn't want Xiaohui to have a bad life.
Ning He smiled and said, "What is a good life? What is a bad life? Judging whether a person is living a good life depends on how people define it. Some people think that having enough food and clothing is a good life, while others think that having a harmonious and happy marriage is a good life. Comrade, I can't answer your question."
Because Ma Xiaohui is not involved in either side.
However, Fang Ming completely understood what Ning He said.
At this moment, he hated himself three years ago.
He should have eloped with Xiaohui at that time and taken her to a place where no one knew them. Even if life was hard, Xiaohui would not be covered in scars.
Finally, when Ning He urged him to close the stall, Fang Ming reluctantly left.
Ma Xiaohui didn't come back until shortly after Fang Ming left.
Ning He saw at a glance that Ma Xiaohui was deliberately avoiding Fang Ming.
Ning He was planning to have a good talk with Ma Xiaohui.
At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from not far away.
"Girl, wait a minute! Don't close the stall yet!"
Ning He raised his eyes and saw a woman jogging towards him.
It was not until the man came closer that Ning He could see who he was clearly.
It’s the chief’s wife, Jiang Minke.
Jiang Minke trotted all the way to Ninghe's tricycle.
Seeing that the woman in front of her was really Ning He, Jiang Minke's face was filled with a happy smile.
"Girl, it really is you! You know I have been waiting for you at home these past few days, but you never came once."
When this was mentioned, Jiang Minke asked cautiously, "Is it because your lover disagrees?"
At the market, Ning He did not expose Jiang Minke's identity as the chief's wife.
Instead, he smiled and called her Teacher Jiang.
"Teacher Jiang, you know that we are military dependents. Our main purpose of coming here is to take care of everything at home and take care of their daily life. I can only use the daytime to earn some money to supplement the family income. I really don't have the time and energy to go to your place."
Jiang Minke nodded, showing her understanding: "I understand, I understand. It's not easy to be a military wife. I went through it the same way."
"Thank you, Teacher Jiang, for understanding my difficulties." Ning He said to her with a smile.
Jiang Minke reached out and held Ning He's hand, patting the back of her hand: "Sister, I understand. I didn't come here today for this matter, but I have something else to talk to you about."
Ning He was a little surprised: "Other things?"
Jiang Minke nodded, and just when she was about to speak.
Zhou Yao, who was holding Xiaoyu's hand, ran over and said, "Teacher Jiang, Xiaoyu is hungry and crying for food. Can you let him eat first?"
Jiang Minke was forced to stop the words that were about to come out of her mouth, and she gave Xiaoyu, who was in a bad mood, a displeased look.
"I wasted most of the morning going out, and wasted a lot of time buying a few pens. Now you're asking for food again. I shouldn't have brought you out today!"
Jiang Zhengyu curled his lips. He wasn't very hungry, but Sister Xiaoyao told him that the owner of the snack stand had made new dishes today and it would be a pity not to try them.
Jiang Zhengyu thought of what Zhou Yao had said to him, and he raised his neck to look inside the tricycle.
"Where are today's new products? I'm hungry, I want to eat!"
Ning He smiled and asked, "Xiao Yu, how do you know that I have made a lot of new products?"
Xiaoyu confessed directly: "My dad brought back a lot of food last night, such as rice balls, cold noodles, and sour plum soup. He said he bought them all from you."
Ning He finally figured out that the soldier who came to her stall to buy cold noodles yesterday was sent by the old leader.
But today they are closing their stall, and the only thing left is the turkey noodles.
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