She took the fan and told him to go about his business and not to worry about her.
Zhou Jing'an chuckled and couldn't help but touch her head, then turned around, picked up the tools and started to add soil to the flowers.
The two of them chatted casually like this.
"......I remember this time last year, Xiao Anan invited me to pick vegetables and fruits on her farm, and we met under the grape vines." Jiang Ling said with a smile.
That was the first time she met Zhou Jing'an.
She had mentioned this when she confessed to him before, and Zhou Jing'an still felt a little regretful.
I regret not talking to her more at that time and just taking a quick glance at her.
Zhou Jing'an also laughed. When he talked about the past, he always felt guilty and regretful.
He always felt that he was stupid for ignoring Jiang Ling and speaking coldly to her in the past, and that just pushed her further and further away.
Jiang Ling didn't think it was a big deal. After all, good feelings are accumulated day by day. Zhou Jing'an had a bad impression of her at the time, so it was inevitable that he disliked her.
Zhou Jingan kept moving his hands and said with a smile, "It's been a year, it's gone by so fast."
His eyes fell gently on Jiang Ling, watching her eating grapes and talking and laughing. He glanced at her belly and smiled.
"But..." He pondered for a moment and said softly, "Time is not always cruel. At least I have you. This is the gift of time."
Jiang Ling tilted his head and smiled, saying that he was a smooth talker.
"I remember you and Brother Cheng brewed some wine last year? Can we take it out and drink it these days?"
Zhou Jing'an nodded, and then continued, "Brother Cheng will be leaving for a new post in a few days, and I want to have a drink with him before he leaves."
"Where are you going?"
He replied, "Linjiang County, serve as the county magistrate."
"In fact, Brother Cheng doesn't have to go to other places. He will be assigned an official position in the capital in a few days. It's just that he wants to go to a place that is closest to the people and serve them."
Zhou Jingan chuckled and said, "I admire Brother Cheng very much."
Children of officials from prominent families like them would most likely not want to leave the capital. After all, they have lived in the capital for so long that they probably would not be able to get used to living somewhere else.
Jiang Ling also nodded, "Brother Cheng will definitely be a good official."
After eating enough grapes, Jiang Ling took two sips of milk tea and said, "Then I'll accompany you to Cheng's house in a few days. You can drink with Brother Cheng, and I'll chat with Xiao An'an."
Zhou Jingan smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Jiang Ling counted on her fingers and began to sort out recent events. "On September 15th, my brother and Wan Tang got engaged. Ah, the little prince's full moon banquet is also on that day."
"Where are we going then?" she asked.
Zhou Jingan said softly, "Don't worry, the engagement banquet is at noon, and the full moon banquet is scheduled for dinner, so there is no conflict."
"That's good." Jiang Ling smiled.
She picked up a round fan and walked over to fan him. "Are you hot? Do you want to rest for a while?"
Zhou Jing'an felt a cool breeze blowing over him, accompanied by the subtle fragrance of Jiang Ling's body.
"I'm not hot, nor am I tired." He chuckled.
Ling'er cares about him too much. He works at the office or goes out to do things, fighting and killing every day. Which one is not more tiring than cultivating the soil for flowers?
He looked up at her. Jiang Ling was standing next to him, bending slightly to fan him.
Her eyebrows were curved and she looked at him tenderly.
Zhou Jingan smiled unconsciously.
I really want to hug her.
"Ling'er, go back and sit down, don't get sunburned." He stood up and wanted to hold her hand, but his hands were covered in mud.
Jiang Ling smiled, remained motionless, raised her hand to fan him, "You're not that delicate at all."
"How am I so spoiled? I need Ling'er to fan me." Zhou Jing'an refused, so Jiang Ling had to sit back.
But just as Zhou Jing'an turned around, he heard Jiang Ling calling him.
"Husband."
He turned around, "Huh?"
A peeled grape came to his lips, its light green flesh emitting a sweet aroma.
Jiang Ling held up the grapes and brought them to his lips, smiling: "Open your mouth."
Zhou Jing'an's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his head to eat it.
The flesh overflows with juice in the mouth, sour and sweet.
"Is it sweet?" Jiang Ling asked him with a smile.
She had a smile on her face, and her little face was as bright as a flower.
Zhou Jing'an stared at her, with a slight smile on his lips.
"sweet."
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