Rong Zhaonan guessed what she was thinking at a glance and smiled lightly: "Old Xu and Old Ye don't have much work on weekends. If you want to sell goods, you can ask them for help. They are both very skilled."
Ning Yuan was taken aback. Ah, he's here to find her a bodyguard!
She thought for a moment, then carefully poured wine into both of their glasses: "Brother Ye, Brother Xu, something happened today, so I probably won't be going to the city much for a while. I'll be in the village preparing for the college entrance exam."
Old Ye and Old Xu were taken aback. In the afternoon, the captain had given them several instructions, one of which was to act as bodyguards for the young lady, protect her safety, and keep an eye on her whereabouts.
Although they didn't know why they had to keep an eye on the young woman's whereabouts, they did as they were told. But has the mission changed now?
Ning Yuan immediately added, "However, I have a sister with whom I have a good relationship who will take over my small business of selling mountain products. It's just that she hasn't sold goods much before."
"I'm worried she'll be bullied at the flea market, and I'd like to ask if you two are free on Sunday to watch over her stall for me, I..."
She thought for a moment and then said, "I'll give each of you ten yuan a month."
It wasn't that she was cunning, offering a third less reward than the originally agreed-upon fifteen yuan, but rather that the risk would be much, much lower if she didn't sell the antiques!
Old Xu and Old Ye immediately raised their glasses and laughed, "No problem, thank you for asking us to help, sister-in-law, you've really given us more than enough!"
For a month, all they had to do was come every Sunday to help out at the stall and deliver the local produce to places like the county guesthouse and the public security bureau.
Just make sure there are no problems with the mountain produce and money; ten yuan is actually quite a lot.
After all, these days, a normal cadre's salary is only around forty yuan.
Although Lao Xu and Lao Ye had both eaten there, the food at the county guesthouse was not cheap. Normally, in addition to having money and tickets, you also needed a letter of introduction to eat there.
They followed Chen Chen and rushed to eat. Three new dishes and two bottles of Songhe liquor were served, which was better than their New Year's Eve dinner.
The group ate snacks and drank wine, reminiscing about the past, as if they had returned to the army, and the atmosphere was wonderful.
Even someone as aloof as Rong Zhaonan drank several ounces of liquor.
However, he was very measured and restrained, and when he felt he had drunk enough, he wouldn't drink no matter who tried to persuade him.
Before long, it was late at night. Old Xu and Old Ye had originally planned to take Ning Yuan and Rong Zhaonan to their home to stay.
But Chen Chen could tell that his team leader didn't like crowds, especially in recent years, he had become even more withdrawn.
So he simply took his letter of introduction and booked a room at the county guesthouse.
Chen Chen went to see Lao Ye and Lao Xu off, while Ning Yuan helped Rong Zhaonan upstairs.
He doesn't seem to be a good drinker; when he's had too much to drink, he stops talking, but his fair neck and sexy Adam's apple turn completely red.
"Are you alright? Songhe liquor has a high alcohol content." Ning Yuan held his arm with some concern, telling him to watch his step.
"Hmm, it's nothing, less than half a jin." Rong Zhaonan held onto the stairs and turned his head to look at her.
Ning Yuan was taken aback. When this person drank too much, the corners of his delicate, fair eyes turned red. His once clear and deep phoenix eyes looked like they were shrouded in a damp mist, making him appear both affectionate and dreamy.
The two were quite close; when he turned his head, his breath brushed against her nose.
His handsome face, pale and imposing, loomed close to her, looking down at her.
Ning Yuan was stunned again. How could someone be so good-looking?
He looked at Ning Yuan, suddenly smiled, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you looking at?"
She seems to stare at him blankly from time to time. What a strange woman. Does she really like his shamelessness that much?
Ning Yuan was so overwhelmed by his laughter that she felt like she could choke, and she said in a flustered voice, "It's nothing."
In his past life, after Li Yan became a leader, he had a lot of social engagements. Every few days, he would get drunk. Not only would he vomit and lie on the floor while drunk, but he would also make random phone calls, and the smell of alcohol on his body was unbearable.
Rong Zhaonan may have only drunk half a jin (250ml), so the smell of alcohol on him wasn't too strong.
The clean, refreshing scent mingled with his own, creating a slightly intoxicating aroma, like a wild and domineering night fog that enveloped her entirely.
She was having trouble breathing, her lips and nose filled with his scent.
Perhaps emboldened by the alcohol, Rong Zhaonan suddenly reached out and cupped her slender neck and cheeks. His eyes, half-closed and hazy, he murmured, "A rabbit face, that's pretty too..."
Ning Yuan's entire face and neck were burning hot, and she felt that the places where his fingers and palms touched her were so hot that her whole body felt stiff.
His thin lips, with their beautifully defined lines, seemed warm even just by looking at them.
Even in her past life, after marrying Li Yan, she never had this strange feeling.
Unlike the post-1940 generation of girls who married based on love rather than love, they simply followed the established path to complete their life tasks.
If you feel the conditions are right, spend a few time together, have a meal, go for a walk in the library or park, and get to know each other's life plans, and if there are no major problems, then you can get married.
It is common for couples with cold relationships to only have sex once a year, or even after having children, they never have sex again.
Even marital relations were seen as merely a means to procreate, and in her memory, they were almost like suffering.
So... what is this feeling of being hot all over and a little dizzy right now?
Ning Yuan stared blankly at the man in front of her, and he stared back at her intently, then slowly lowered his head.
"What are you doing!" a sharp, piercing female voice suddenly rang out.
Ning Yuan was startled and stumbled, almost falling backward down the stairs.
Fortunately, although Rong Zhaonan had drunk some alcohol, he was quick-witted and grabbed her arm, pulling her back into his arms to steady her.
Ning Yuan instinctively hugged his lean waist to steady herself. Still shaken, she looked up and saw a tall figure above the stairs, staring at her with an angry and cold expression.
"Qin Hongxing?" Ning Yuan blurted out subconsciously.
Good heavens, this woman is still here! It must have been almost half a month ago. Has she been staying at the county guesthouse the whole time?!
Qin Hongxing glared at her with resentment. This shameless village woman was actually trying to seduce Brother Nan on the stairs!
This kind of woman doesn't deserve to speak to someone as pure as myself!
As if looking at Ning Yuan would offend her eyes, Qin Hongxing looked away, clenching her fists angrily as she glared at Rong Zhaonan: "Brother Nan, how could you treat me like this?"
He was actually flirting with that village girl on the stairs?
Ning Yuan was speechless: "Seriously, are you sick in the head...?"
Sister, what kind of dramatic scene are you putting on, catching someone in the act like you're the legal wife? Even if it's a fake marriage, the name on the marriage certificate is still Ning Yuan!
"Shut up, this is no place for someone like you to speak!" Qin Hongxing walked down step by step, his aloof face filled with a chilling aura.
Rong Zhaonan looked at her coldly: "Qin Hongxing, what I do is none of your business."
Qin Hongxing, her eyes red, reached out to touch his face: "Brother Nan, I'm already back by your side. If you let this filthy woman touch you again, I will never forgive you!"
Sister He Su said that he was only trying to provoke her, and that he felt inferior in front of her, but she still couldn't stand that he and that village woman were actually hugging each other!
Rong Zhaonan raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, coldly and impatiently saying, "If you're sick, go see a doctor about your brain!"
After saying that, he shook off Qin Hongxing's hand, pulled Ning Yuan, and walked around Qin Hongxing upstairs.
Thinking of He Su's words, Qin Hongxing forced himself to hold back his anger and lowered his posture: "Brother Nan, I have something important to tell you."
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