A Shui cleaned the house. Wan Ran was still living in the room she had lived in before. At this time, she went to the inner room to wash and change clothes.
Jiang Ling asked Xiaojia to tell Zhou Jing'an to come directly to the courtyard in the evening to have dinner with them.
A faint afterglow cast its shadow on the horizon, and Zhou Jing'an walked into the house on the orange bricks.
As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I heard talking and laughing coming from the small room next to the main house.
Hearing Jiang Ling's laughter and Doctor He's impatient voice, Zhou Jing'an chuckled and walked quickly inside.
That small room was the kitchen. After He Zui finished shopping, he went in and started to work. He would have asked Zizhen and the others to help out, but Jiang Ling insisted on coming closer, saying that she wanted to keep him company and entertain him.
He Zui observed the fire while waving his hands to drive people away, frowning and saying disdainfully, "Look, is this the right place for a pregnant woman like you to be? They're not afraid of getting hurt. If you get burned, I don't know how furious Zhou Jing'an will be when he comes. He'll even kill me."
Jiang Ling was picking vegetables on the side, smiling, not annoyed, and not moving.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I want to stay with you for a while."
Otherwise she would be bored being alone.
He Zui was so annoyed that he pushed Wan Ran, who was chopping vegetables, and said, "You, please get this little ancestor out of here quickly. It will be smoky and hot soon. I dare not let her stay any longer."
Wanran changed into a bamboo green cotton robe and was now rolling up her sleeves and cutting vegetables with a knife.
Listening to the two people bickering, his face was gentle and a smile played on his lips.
He turned around and looked at Jiang Ling. She was sitting there picking vegetables with her belly bulging. She raised her head and smiled at him. It was obvious that she could not be persuaded.
Wan Ran raised the corners of her lips, turned back to continue chopping vegetables, and said softly, "Since she wants to help, let her do it. Otherwise, it will be boring to just wait."
He Zui sighed and was very angry at these two people.
"It was originally agreed that I would be the chef, why are you guys joining in the fun?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Jing'an pushed the door open and came in, his eyes smiling. "What a lively scene! Is Doctor He cooking for us personally?"
He Zui turned around to look at him and nodded as a greeting, "Of course I'll cook so that this disobedient girl can have a few more bites."
Zhou Jing'an chuckled, quickly closed the door after coming in, and moved closer to Jiang Ling.
Wanran put down the knife and turned around to greet him, a gentle smile on his face, "Jing'an is here."
Zhou Jing'an nodded, leaned over to feel Jiang Ling's hand to see if it was cold, and spoke to him with a smile.
"Is the journey okay?"
Wanran continued to work with her head down, and replied: "Everything is fine, thank you for your concern."
Jiang Ling nodded, indicating that Zhou Jing'an should not be idle and should find a job.
He then interjected, "I see Wanran hasn't changed much since she went out. She hasn't gained or lost weight, and she hasn't gotten tanned."
He Zui interrupted again, "That's not to say there's no change at all. At least when I felt his pulse just now, he seems to be in better shape than before."
"That's a good thing." Jiang Ling smiled.
Zhou Jing'an looked around but found nothing to do.
Zizhen is in charge of lighting the fire and adding firewood, Luzhu is in charge of washing the vegetables, Jiang Ling is in charge of picking the vegetables, Wanran is in charge of cutting the vegetables, and Doctor He is in charge of cooking. He really has nothing to do.
In the end, he moved a bamboo stool and sat next to Jiang Ling, sharing most of the dishes in her hand with her.
Wan Ran said gently, "The journey was long and bumpy, and I was always sick at first. Later, I helped people with work and started dancing again, and then I gradually got better."
He was away for about seven months, settling in four or five places. Every time he settled down in a new place, he would write to them, telling them about his recent situation and advising them not to reply, as he was afraid that they would have to spend more money to send him.
The fire was burning brightly. He Zui was about to start cooking, carefully controlling the heat. He turned around and glared at Jiang Ling, then said to Zhou Jing'an, "Take her out quickly, or she'll choke."
Zhou Jing'an nodded, then carried Jiang Ling out, coaxing her.
Jiang Ling had no choice but to be led back to the main house by him.
She pretended to be sad and sighed, "Alas, everyone despises me."
Zhou Jing'an led her into the house, washed her hands carefully, and took her slender fingers in his hands and kneaded them gently.
After hearing her words, he raised the corners of his lips and said, "How could that be? No one would dislike Ling'er."
Jiang Ling's little hands were paddling in the basin, and Zhou Jing'an caught them and rubbed them to wash them.
She snorted and pouted: "You just know how to coax me."
Zhou Jing'an smiled even more deeply and took the towel to wipe her hands.
Green jade fingers, snow-white tender hands.
He couldn't help but pull her to his lips and kiss her gently. His peach blossom eyes were shimmering and soft as he looked at her tenderly, whispering, "I'm not kidding you. This is the truth."
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