Chen Jing dismissed the monkey with a few words and went home with his luggage.
As he approached the courtyard, he suddenly saw a flashlight beam shining towards him from under a large tree outside the courtyard.
"Chen Jing, is that you back?"
Hearing that soft, delicate voice, Chen Jing felt all his fatigue and pain disappear.
He grinned, his smile straining against the wounds on his face, and he couldn't help but hiss.
Ji Xia stepped forward and, upon hearing the sound, waved her flashlight.
The light brushed past the corner of his eye, the bruises on his cheek and mouth, and his voice trembled involuntarily: "You're injured? Who hit you?"
Chen Jing's handsome face was in a terrible state, with bruises all over his cheeks and mouth, and his eyes were swollen.
If it weren't for hearing his voice, Ji Xia would hardly have recognized the young man in front of her as Chen Jing.
Chen Jing's eye twitched slightly, and he forced a smile: "It's nothing, just superficial injuries, ouch—"
A hoarse voice, tinged with pain, rang in her ears. Ji Xia's heart trembled. She carefully reached out and pressed her hand to his lips, her eyes filled with guilt.
"Ah Jing, is it because of me?"
Ji Xia looked up and realized that he was more than half a head taller than her.
He was wearing a nearly new short-sleeved shirt, revealing his muscular arms, and he reeked of sweat. Standing in front of her, his strong masculine aura permeated her senses like the air itself, encroaching on her breathing space.
Ji Xia tried hard to suppress the strange feeling in her heart, and gently pressed her fingers against her cheek: "Does it hurt?"
Soft, warm fingertips pressed against his face, and a faint scent of soap wafted in the air. Suddenly, Chen Jing understood.
He took a deep breath, his voice suppressed and hoarse: "Just a little bit, it's nothing."
"If it hurts, just say so. I'll put some medicine on it for you. By the way, have you eaten? Are you hungry?"
Hearing his restrained and hoarse voice, Ji Xia felt guilty and couldn't help but ask him a question out of concern.
"I haven't eaten yet. I'll ask my mom to cook some noodles when I get home."
"Don't bother your mother. Take a bath and change your clothes, then come over. I'll get you something to eat and apply some medicine for you."
"Okay! I'll be right there."
Chen Jing stared intently at Ji Xia's pretty and sweet face, a smile appearing in his eyes.
The darkness concealed the burning passion in his eyes. Ji Xia pretended to be nonchalant, lowered her head, told him to be careful, and hurried home with a flashlight in hand.
The lights were still on at the Ji family's house, but the villagers had all gone to bed early to work in the fields.
Only Ji Xiangjun came out of the kitchen with his hair still wet. Seeing Ji Xia's serious expression, he asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Did someone bully you?"
"No, Chen Jing is back, and he's injured."
Ji Xia frowned and sighed, "I think he's quite badly injured. Let's get some medicated oil to apply to him."
"That kid has thick skin and a tough body; he heals quickly from minor cuts and scrapes."
Ji Xiangjun offered some words of comfort, telling her to get some rest, and then went back to his room.
Ji Xia responded and went to the kitchen to take a look. Her mother had specially left six meat buns in the large iron pot, and there was also some cured pork and steamed preserved vegetables in the cupboard for tomorrow morning.
She frowned, scooped out two meat buns, boiled water to cook noodles, picked two bok choy hearts outside the yard, fried two poached eggs, and cooked a large bowl of vegetable and egg noodles.
Just as I brought the noodles to the yard, Chen Jing came over, his clothes damp with a chill.
His hair was still dripping wet, and the water droplets soaked a large area of his white vest. His strong, powerful arms and muscular chest displayed a man's strength in front of her.
The moonlight bathed him, and his deep eyes appeared especially affectionate in the night.
Despite his facial injuries, Ji Xia still felt that he was more attractive than before, and her heart fluttered under his affectionate gaze.
"Are you hungry? Have something to eat. I'll go back to the room and get you some medicine."
Ji Xia didn't dare to look him in the eye, so she lowered her head and quickly turned away.
Chen Jing watched her retreating figure, a slight smile playing on his lips. With a little more effort, he should be able to achieve his goal soon.
He sat on a bench in the yard, and by the light coming from inside the house, he could see the dinner in front of him.
A large bowl of snow-white noodles is topped with two golden-brown fried eggs, two stalks of bright green bok choy, a few thin slices of cured meat, and two fist-sized meat buns.
Even before he had eaten, he could smell the enticing aroma. Thinking of the egg noodles she had specially made for him, he already felt they were incredibly delicious even before taking a bite.
With a smile on his lips, he picked up the large bowl, took a big gulp of noodle soup, and then grabbed his chopsticks to eat heartily.
He had been rushing to catch the bus all afternoon and was indeed hungry. In addition, the noodles were delicious, so he ate more than half of a large bowl of noodles in just a few bites, and the two large meat buns were gone in a few bites as well.
Ji Xia found a bottle of medicinal oil and some white medicine in the room, and placed the lamp on the table.
Seeing him wolfing down his food, I couldn't help but remind him, "Eat slowly, eating too fast is bad for your stomach."
"Okay, I got it. Your noodles were so delicious, I couldn't resist."
Chen Jing looked up and praised him, and Ji Xia blushed and sat down opposite him.
By the dim light of the oil lamp, she carefully examined the injuries on his face and asked with concern, "Who beat you up like this? Have you found the old man's daughter?"
"Found it."
Chen Jing slowed down and said while eating, "After searching for half a month, we finally found Sun Yuqiu yesterday. That woman not only changed her name, but also her surname. It was a gangster boss who helped us find her."
Ji Xia scrutinized Chen Jing's slightly gloomy expression: "She didn't admit it?"
"Yes, I received the letter and was told to wait for news. Today, someone sent five hundred yuan, but she didn't even write a reply. I was even beaten up by her daughter and some people."
"This is outrageous! This is too much! If you don't want to admit it, fine, but why hit someone?" Ji Xia felt even more guilty when she heard that she had been injured while looking for someone.
Chen Jing shook his head at her with a wry smile: "There's been no reply, and I don't know if Old Man Sun believes it or not. I'm wondering whether to give them the five hundred yuan or help them find a job?"
In the past two years, a large number of educated youth have returned to the city. Five hundred yuan can't even get you a job. Ji Xia shook her head inwardly.
"Give them the money. To be honest, don't worry about the job. I have a way to handle it."
After Chen Jing left, the four women worked together for half a month, and Sun Xiaoyu earned at least one hundred yuan.
Even without being assigned work, she didn't believe that Old Man Sun and his grandson would turn against her.
Even if garment manufacturing can't continue now, we can simply give her her job at the supply and marketing cooperative.
Chen Jing couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "What's your plan?"
"My second brother came back yesterday, and I already asked him to help transfer their household registration out of the brigade. As for jobs?"
Ji Xia smiled smugly at him and said, "While you were in the provincial capital for half a month, Xiaoyu and I, two colleagues, got a batch of leftover fabric to make clothes. We sold them for a couple thousand yuan. Although it was split among the four of us, I still made at least three hundred yuan. Do you believe me?"
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