"Zhao Zhenzhu, you're so selfish." Chen Jinfeng had no choice but to throw down those words and storm off.
"Tch~!" Zhao Zhenzhu sneered, closed the door, and went back to bed for a nap.
Selfish?
If being unwilling to be manipulated or arranged is considered selfish, then Zhao Zhenzhu would rather be a selfish person.
In the past, Zhao Zhenzhu was concerned about saving face. When Chen Jinfeng and Ding Xiaocui asked Zhao Zhenzhu for help, she couldn't bear to refuse.
And what was the result?
Well done. All the credit goes to Chen Jinfeng and Ding Xiaocui. If it wasn't done well, it's all Zhao Zhenzhu's fault.
Even clay figures have a touch of earthiness.
Now, no one can control Zhao Zhenzhu if she doesn't want to do something.
Zhao Zhenzhu didn't care whether Zhou Bingchen was awake or not, nor did she care whether Zhou Bingchen heard her talking to Chen Jinfeng.
In any case, Zhao Zhenzhu had already made up her mind to be her true self in front of Zhou Bingchen.
Zhao Zhenzhu is such a selfish person; if Zhou Bingchen is willing to accept it, he can accept it; if he is not, they can separate.
Zhao Zhenzhu slept very soundly, and when she woke up it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.
Zhou Bingchen was not in the house.
Zhao Zhenzhu finished washing up and was about to go out when Zhou Bingchen returned.
"Pearl, we probably can't go to town today," Zhou Bingchen said.
“If you don’t want to leave, then stay. I’ll leave alone,” Zhao Zhenzhu said with a long face.
“It’s not that I don’t want to leave, it’s that something terrible has happened in our village.” Afraid that Zhao Zhenzhu would misunderstand, Zhou Bingchen quickly leaned close to Zhao Zhenzhu’s ear and whispered, “The police have blocked the road out of the village, and no one in the village can leave.”
"What happened?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked, both curious and nervous.
Locking down a village requires a large number of police officers.
In Zhao Zhenzhu's memory, a village would only be sealed off and searched when arresting wanted criminals or some extremely vicious criminals.
“A villager was attacked by thugs in his own yard last night and is now in the hospital, his life hanging in the balance. Chief Jin is leading several police officers to conduct door-to-door investigations to find the murderer!” Zhou Bingchen said.
"What?" Zhao Zhenzhu was stunned.
Did a thug really kill someone in Zhoujia Village last night?
The villagers of Zhoujia Village are generally well-behaved. Even if the men have some petty squabbles, the worst that happens is a fight. After the fight, regardless of who wins or loses, the matter is considered forgotten. Even if the women have deep-seated grudges, they will only curse each other in the streets around the village.
Murder had not occurred in Zhoujia Village for decades.
"Pearl, don't be afraid, I'm here! I won't let anyone hurt you." Zhou Bingchen thought Zhao Zhenzhu was scared, so he quickly put his arm around Zhao Zhenzhu's shoulder and comforted her.
"I'm not afraid. If any thugs dare to come, I'll beat them until their faces are covered in bruises." Zhao Zhenzhu waved her hand and pulled herself out of Zhou Bingchen's arms.
Zhao Zhenzhu felt somewhat awkward about Zhou Bingchen's occasional displays of intimacy.
She hasn't figured out how to get along with Zhou Bingchen yet!
After all, for Zhou Bingchen, they had only been separated for a little over a year. For Zhao Zhenzhu, however, they had been separated for decades.
Zhao Zhenzhu no longer felt any attachment to Zhou Bingchen and habitually rejected any physical contact such as hugging or embracing.
Perhaps... things will get better in time?
Zhao Zhenzhu was also unsure.
Looking at his empty arms, Zhou Bingchen felt a sense of emptiness in his heart as well.
For some reason, Zhou Bingchen always felt that Zhao Zhenzhu, who was so close, was sometimes very far away from him.
Zhou Bingchen was eager to change this situation.
But every time Zhou Bingchen took a step forward, Zhao Zhenzhu would take a step back.
"Pearl, I just went to the kitchen and saw that they left us some porridge and steamed buns in the pot. Shall we eat in the kitchen or bring them inside?" Zhou Bingchen asked, trying to make conversation.
“I said I’m not eating at home today, and you’re not allowed to eat either,” Zhao Zhenzhu refused.
"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say." Zhou Bingchen thought Zhao Zhenzhu was just being stubborn with Chen Jinfeng, but he still agreed.
Anyway, missing a meal or two won't kill you.
You can only pamper your own wife.
"Zhou Bingchen, I'm serious. If you don't listen to me, I'll divorce you." Zhao Zhenzhu thought for a moment, then added fiercely, still feeling uneasy.
Zhou Bingchen told Zhao Zhenzhu about his "dream".
Based on her own past life experiences, Zhao Zhenzhu understood even better than Zhou Bingchen that the scene in Zhou Bingchen's dream was something Zhou Bingxing had personally experienced in his past life.
In his past life, Zhou Bingchen was knocked out by a cup of tea from Zhou Fugui and his gang, losing his life in the process.
Zhao Zhenzhu feared that Zhou Fugui would target Zhou Bingchen again in this life. After all, Zhou Fugui, that madman, had kept the fact that the gold bars were poisoned a secret from his own son, Zhou Bingxing.
"Pearl, I promise I won't eat at home today. I swear on my honor," Zhou Bingchen said with a serious expression.
"That's more like it!" Zhao Zhenzhu praised.
Zhou Bingchen has one good quality: he never goes back on his word.
After dealing with Zhou Bingchen, Zhao Zhenzhu began rummaging through the things in the cabinet.
Zhao Zhenzhu was going to Aunt Zhang's house next door to cook something.
Zhao Zhenzhu couldn't go empty-handed to bother Aunt Zhang.
Zhao Zhenzhu pretended to take a cloth bag, stuffed half a pound of brown sugar into it, and then went out.
When Zhao Zhenzhu stepped out of her house, her cloth bag already contained several ingredients that she had moved out of her spatial storage.
Zhao Zhenzhu's space is full of fresh and clean ingredients.
Zhao Zhenzhu simply lacked an excuse to take the items out.
Zhao Zhenzhu planned to tell Zhou Bingchen that the ingredients were bought from Aunt Zhang's house if he asked. If Zhou Bingchen didn't ask, Zhao Zhenzhu wouldn't say anything.
As soon as Zhao Zhenzhu stepped out of the gate, she saw Aunt Zhang standing in front of her own door, peering inside.
"Auntie~!" Zhao Zhenzhu called out.
"Pearl! I was just about to look for you! And here you are. Come on, come sit with me at home, I have something to ask you." Aunt Zhang's smile was bright as she reached out and took Zhao Pearl's arm, leading her towards her home.
Aunt Zhang was walking a little too fast, and Zhao Zhenzhu was caught off guard and almost fell over. She quickly called out, "Auntie, slow down! I'm holding eggs!"
"Look at me, I have no sense of propriety at all. Pearl! Let Aunt Zhang carry the bag for you!" Aunt Zhang let go of Zhao Pearl's arm and reached out to take the bag from Zhao Pearl's hand.
"No need, Auntie. Just take me to your kitchen. I'm hungry and would like to use your kitchen to cook something. Is that alright?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked.
A few pounds is nothing to Zhao Zhenzhu.
"Yes, yes!" Aunt Zhang's eyes narrowed with joy.
Pearl wants to use their kitchen!
That way, she won't be so embarrassed to ask Pearl for help later.
“Auntie, I’ll cook all three meals at your house today. I’ll give you 50 cents later as rent for using your kitchen, okay?” Zhao Zhenzhu asked.
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