Lu Zhiye followed a young man from the village to the vineyard to cut grape branches.
The young man spoke Chinese much better than the village chief. He smiled and said, "You go and get the grapes over there. It has been there for several years. Every year the grapes over there are the biggest and most delicious."
Lu Zhiye took out two boiled eggs from his arms and handed them over.
The young man waved his hands nervously: "Grandpa said I can't have it."
Lu Zhiye smiled, and pulled his hand over and stuffed it in: "I'm treating you to a meal, so consider it as payment for the grapevine."
The young man immediately smiled broadly, jumped to the other side of the vineyard, and started working hard.
Lu Zhiye asked casually, "When I passed by the cowshed just now, I saw that they were not there?"
"Over there, in the desert, they all go there to plant saplings."
It was almost August and the sun was extremely scorching. Lu Zhiye was worried about his father-in-law.
It was almost evening when the two of them finished working on the grape vines. The young man knew that the village chief had specially prepared a lot of dishes to entertain the guests today, so he hurriedly asked them to go back quickly.
Lu Zhiye covered his stomach and motioned for the young man to go back first while he went to the bathroom.
After the man walked away, Lu Zhiye quickly walked to the other side, where there were many red dates planted.
Lu Zhiye specially picked a half-dead tree and planted it in the space.
He doesn't like eating dried dates, but he can accept crispy ones.
The lame chicken looked at the few dates that had already reached the ripe stage, and no longer cared about the lamb, staring at Lu Zhiye's actions.
Lu Zhiye planted the jujube trees on the newly developed wasteland. Just as he finished planting, a lame chicken came over with a rope in its mouth.
Tied behind the rope is its water basin!
When you pour magical spring water on the jujube tree, it will stay there and won't want to leave.
Lu Zhiye felt that this chicken was indeed a spirit. He rubbed his chin, smiled and said, "I'll give you a name. Hmm, let's call you Xiaohong!"
The lame chicken was not very satisfied with the name, but the little chicken only thought that it had a name, and was very happy. Then it pulled Lu Zhiye's trouser leg and walked towards the lamb.
It was very generous and stretched out its chicken wings to pat the lamb. The meaning was obvious: its little brother also needed a name.
The little lamb bleated twice in response, and Lu Zhiye could only give it another name: Xiaobai!
Afraid that the lame chicken would ask him to name it again, Lu Zhiye quickly slipped out of the space and walked towards the village.
At night, it was dark here after nine o'clock. Lu Zhiye waited and waited, looking around before his father-in-law came back.
Almost as soon as it got dark, he quietly ran towards the cowshed.
When he arrived at the door, he took out the clothes, food, and daily necessities that he had prepared in advance. Most importantly, there was the letter from Zhong Wende.
After patting his clothes twice and tidying up his hair, Lu Zhiye knocked on the door.
Wen Wangqiu was tired after a long day. His arms and legs ached and his face was burning from the sun. He just woke up from a drowsy sleep when he was startled by a knock on the door.
He spoke in a low and cautious voice: "Who?"
No one answered. Wen Wangqiu gave Meng Yuqing a look that told him not to be afraid, and quietly picked up a wooden stick from behind the door.
The knock on the door sounded again. Wen Wangqiu suddenly opened the door and raised his hand to hit the person at the door.
Lu Zhiye quickly dodged with his head turned sideways, and his future father-in-law missed the target and fell forward with the stick. Lu Zhiye shouted "Oh no!" and quickly reached out to pull the man back.
Wen Wangqiu sat down on the ground in shock. When he saw the young man in front of him clearly, he was almost angry to death.
"Why don't you say anything!"
Lu Zhiye touched the tip of his nose: "I thought you didn't remember me."
Meng Yuqing closed the door and helped Wen Wangqiu up with a smile on his face.
"Your name is Lu Zhiye, right?"
Lu Zhiye nodded repeatedly. He didn’t expect that after such a long time, his future mother-in-law still remembered him!
Meng Yuqing quickly pulled him to sit in front of the small table and asked with a smile, "Why are you here?"
This question made Lu Zhiye a little stumped, and he suddenly didn't know how to start.
"Well, I came here this time because Teacher Zhong asked me to bring you a letter."
Wen Wangqiu's heart was filled with alarm bells. What was Zhong Wende up to again? When he was young, he liked to get close to his wife, and now he's letting her go and she's still not letting him go!
Meng Yuqing glared at her husband, wondering where his usual maturity and composure had gone.
After seeing the contents of the letter clearly, her expression changed again and again, as colorful as a palette.
She changed her previous smiling look and looked Lu Zhiye up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
Lu Zhiye quickly stood up straight and put on his best posture.
Seeing his wife looking like she was facing a great enemy, which seemed to be related to the boy in front of him, Wen Wangqiu smiled. He had disliked this boy before, and he deserved it!
But when he picked up the letter on the bed and glanced at it in the light of the kerosene lamp, he wished he could pick up the stick again and beat the bastard in front of him to death!
Wen Wangqiu was panting heavily. He could not deny that the young man in front of him was superior in appearance, figure, conversation and skills.
But he actually dared to think about his daughter! He knew that old thief Zhong Wende couldn't teach a good disciple...
I'll see if he doesn't beat this bastard to death with the sole of his shoe.
Seeing that Wen Wangqiu was about to take off his shoes, Meng Yuqing hurriedly stopped him and signaled to her husband to stay calm.
"What is He He's opinion on this matter?"
In the past few years, her daughter had been following Qin Zhiping around. Meng Yuqing didn't believe that her daughter suddenly fell in love with Lu Zhiye.
After all, it has not been a year since she went to the countryside, and her daughter is usually a proud and arrogant person.
Lu Zhiye's ears slightly blushed like a young boy, and there was a hint of smile in his voice: "She likes me very much."
No matter how thick-skinned Mr. Lu is, he would still feel a little shy to say this in front of his future father-in-law.
Seeing that the two elders didn't believe him, Lu Zhiye took out another envelope from his pocket.
This was the letter he coaxed Wen Sihe to write to him some time ago. He originally thought that it would be enough to contain some words that expressed their relationship.
Who could have known that Wen Sihe was so bold, with every word she spoke filled with affection and quite explicit!
Say what: You know what meat I like?
I like you, my dearest one.
There is a more straightforward statement: I know three people who like you.
Me, me, me!
According to Wen Sihe's writing style, this is a modern love letter!
Looking at the love letter written by their daughter, the old couple blushed with embarrassment.
If he hadn't seen the signature clearly below, Wen Wangqiu wouldn't have wanted to admit that this was his daughter!
He coughed lightly, crumpled the letter in his hand and was about to light it with the kerosene lamp.
It’s better to burn such a bold love letter!
Lu Zhiye glared and quickly reached out to grab it.
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