A smile instantly appeared on the man's handsome face, and he said eagerly, "Ruan Zhiqing, I have an unused water tank at home. I'll move it over for you in a bit."
After saying that, he seemed to realize that his tone hadn't been calm enough, so he added, "I'll lend it to you for now."
Hearing this, Ruan Miaomiao couldn't help but sigh: Jianshan Brigade is truly a wonderful place, with beautiful mountains, clear waters, kind people, and simple and honest folk customs!
When it comes to taking advantage of others, she prefers to do it herself, for example, by clearing out all the belongings from the Shen and Zhao families.
However, this kind of proactive approach made her somewhat reserved.
All I could do was sincerely thank you: "Comrade Zhou, you are such a kind person."
Hearing Ruan Miaomiao's sweet thanks, Zhou Jingyun became even more excited and said to the woman, "Ruan Zhiqing, I have an unused bed at home. If you don't mind, you can move it here for me to use first. Later, I can take you to the brigade's carpenter to make a new one."
Hearing this, Ruan Miaomiao felt even more certain that her decision to break up with Shen Qingming couldn't have been more correct.
Look, she's gotten rid of her unlucky ex-boyfriend, and now good luck is knocking on her door. As soon as she opened her mouth, the Zhou family next door happened to have a spare water tank and bed.
While waiting for Zhou Jingyun to bring her things, Ruan Miaomiao happily picked a few pumpkin leaves from her private plot, went back into the house, and also took out half a pound of brown sugar.
"Hey, Yunwa, what are you doing? It's not a holiday, why are you changing the sheets again?"
When Zhao Cuihong came back from work and started cooking, she saw that her son had lifted up all the bedding on the bed. She muttered to herself: "My eldest son is good in every way, but he is too clean. Other farmers only change their sheets once every one or two months, but my eldest son changes them every half month."
However, the last change was three days ago, why does it need to be changed again?
She's even more particular than other people's eldest daughters!
Zhou Jingyun, unaware of his mother's inner turmoil, continued with his work without looking up, moving the straw spread on the wooden bed aside and casually replying:
“Since Ruan had no bed to sleep in, I made room for her in mine.”
"What?"
Hearing this, Zhao Cuihong, who was squatting down washing potatoes, quickly stood up and walked briskly towards Zhou Jingyun, asking with a face full of surprise:
"Yunwazi, you've finally come to your senses and are starting to think about wives?"
Zhou Jingyun was Zhao Cuihong's lifeline. He was her only precious child. She had tried to find him a partner a few years ago, but he didn't like any of them, which made her wonder if he hadn't figured things out yet.
For some reason, Zhou Jingyun didn't argue with his mother, which made Zhao Cuihong extremely happy.
Hmph, it wasn't her son who was incompetent before.
It's obvious that the girls they were looking for weren't good enough, and their youngest son didn't like them.
After a brief moment of joy, Zhao Cuihong's face fell again. She spoke earnestly to Zhou Jingyun, who had almost finished preparing the bed, and gave him some instructions:
“Yunwa, it’s a good thing that you want a wife, but you need to understand the gap between us and Ruan Zhiqing.”
Not only was Ruan Zhiqing an intellectual from the city, but his family background was also quite good.
If it weren't for the call for intellectuals to go to the countryside, we peasants would probably never have exchanged a single word with someone like Ruan, the educated youth, in our entire lives…
There are many things Zhao Cuihong doesn't want to say that might hurt her youngest son's feelings, but she's also worried that he might get caught up in it and get hurt later.
Upon hearing his mother's words, Zhou Jingyun paused slightly, but after a moment, he acted as if nothing had happened, looking at the 1.2-meter-wide wooden bed, and went to the yard to wipe it with a rag.
After wiping it clean, he carried the bed and strode towards Ruan Miaomiao's yard.
Ruan Miaomiao asked Zhou Jingyun to help move the bed to the east room. The wooden bed looked quite well-maintained, unlike the ones in the educated youth settlement, which were either missing limbs or had their planks badly damaged by insects.
Suddenly, I had a new understanding of my neighbors: this family seemed to be doing quite well, even their spare bed was in such good condition, unlike some rural families where children who are already ten years old still share a bed with their parents.
This understanding reached its peak when Zhou Jingyun carried over another ceramic water jar in decent condition.
Zhou Jingyun, upon seeing the thank-you gift handed over by Ruan Miaomiao, initially intended to refuse.
However, a thought suddenly occurred to her: if she kept helping Ruan Zhiqing, she would definitely feel embarrassed.
However, by keeping some things for himself, he could reduce Ruan Zhiqing's psychological burden, and that way, he could help Ruan Zhiqing from time to time...
With that in mind, Zhou Jingyun readily took the brown sugar wrapped in the pumpkin leaves home, and excitedly grabbed a carrying pole and ran to the neighbor's yard to fetch water.
Watching the man carry water bucket after bucket, with two large buckets hanging from both ends of the carrying pole, Zhou Jingyun acted as if nothing was wrong. Not only did he not sweat or pant, but he also walked steadily, as if the more than 100 pounds of water on his shoulders were just air.
Looking at the man's relaxed appearance, Ruan Miaomiao couldn't help but sigh: Beneath his strong muscles lies inexhaustible stamina, and his masculinity carries a rugged and primal masculine charm.
The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and at first glance, he looked very masculine and upright.
However, he also exudes a roguish charm.
Even though Zhou Jingyun tried his best to suppress his roguishness when he was with Ruan Miaomiao, Ruan Miaomiao still sensed it.
As she made the bed, she couldn't help but steal glances at the man pouring water into the water tank.
When a man looks over, she quickly looks away.
Unbeknownst to her, her flustered look as she hurriedly shifted her gaze made Zhou Jingyun's heart pound even harder, and he longed to go over and comfort her...
******
"Zhao Zhiqing, what's wrong? Why are you hiding here crying?"
Li Yuying, a newly arrived female educated youth, had just finished washing clothes by the river and returned to the educated youth settlement with a wooden basin when she saw Zhao Xiuyun sobbing softly in the room.
Both of them were newly arrived educated youth and lived in the same room. They even went for a walk around the commune together in the morning. Li Yuying felt that the two of them had some connection, so she asked them about it.
Zhao Xiuyun had already prepared everything and was just waiting for Li Yuying to come back and ask.
She sniffed, tears welling up in her eyes, and choked out, "I...I'm fine, I'm just really sad..."
Upon hearing this, Li Yuying's eyes lit up instantly: What happened?
He coaxed Zhao Xiuyun, saying, "Zhao, we are revolutionary comrades. Just tell me what's wrong, and I'll do everything I can to help you."
Hearing Li Yuying's words, Zhao Xiuyun shook her head with a heartbroken look on her face and retorted repeatedly, "No, you can't help me. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have continued to be friends with Brother Qingming, oh no, Comrade Shen Qingming, even though he has a girlfriend."
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