Although Zhou Yian firmly disagreed with the idea of exercise, Song Songbai had made up his mind.
Unfortunately, it was too early in the morning for Zhou Yian to wake up, so he had to settle for the next best thing and practice in the evening.
Zhou Yian covered her face and ran after Song Songbai. After just one day, she couldn't stand it anymore.
Oh my god.
Zhou Yian slowed down his pace and greeted the elderly men and women who were leaning against the door and chatting. He felt that if he ran, he would be like a monkey in a show.
Song Songbai also didn't expect that when he lived in the yard before, both night running and morning running were very common.
But in rural areas, it is very rare.
Who has the extra energy to exercise when they can’t even eat enough?
Song Songbai had deliberately chosen a later time, but unexpectedly it was just when people came out to chat with others after dinner.
Zhou Yian is fine, she often hangs out in the aunt's circle, and the aunt's curiosity about her has diminished, but Song Songbai is different!
He basically has nothing to do with the ladies at work, and he recently repaired a tractor, so everyone is still very curious about him.
It's rare to see him go out at night, so I have to catch him and ask him some questions.
Zhou Yian watched Song Songbai being pulled away and questioned by the aunties.
“Why are college students coming to the countryside?”
"What's National Tsing Hua University like? Is it easy to get in?"
"How can I learn to repair a tractor? Is it difficult to drive a tractor?"
And so on and so forth, all kinds of problems.
Song Songbai had no choice but to answer the old lady's questions patiently. He was questioned every time he ran past a house.
Although Song Songbai's answer was well-reasoned and he didn't look embarrassed, Zhou Yian still found it very funny.
Why does he look like a decent man being teased by an old lady?
Zhou Yian followed the aunties in asking, agreeing, and laughing secretly on the side.
She was very glad that Song Songbai might not force her to run anymore.
The late emperor's business was not yet halfway completed when it collapsed.
After running a short distance, the two turned around and went back home.
Song Songbai sat down at the table silently and started fiddling with things. He really couldn't appreciate the enthusiasm of the old man and the old woman. They almost grabbed Song Songbai and asked him questions.
Zhou Yian asked in a coquettish voice, with a hint of gloating, "Brother Song, are we still going to exercise tomorrow?"
Song Songbai looked at Zhou Yian with a half-smile, "Practice."
"Then let's go out for a run at this time tomorrow." Zhou Yian deliberately provoked him.
"Let's practice today too." Song Songbai stood up. It was just that the time for sleeping on the separate kangs was over. In order to prevent An An from catching him, he did not sneak onto the kang in the next few days.
When Zhou Yian was thrown onto the kang, he was still a little dazed.
It was not until Song Songbai came over that she remembered that the time for the pocket money punishment had come.
"I was wrong, I was wrong," Zhou Yian quickly pushed him away and apologized, "I should have exercised more and stopped laughing."
Song Songbai just wanted to scare her now. It was still early and she hadn't washed up yet.
Hearing this, he turned over and lay down with his hands supporting the back of his head, "I'll take you to climb the mountain tomorrow."
"Really, that's not necessary," Zhou Yian pressed his head against his abdomen. "I go to the mountains to cut grass for pigs every day now, and I'm already in good physical condition."
Song Songbai seemed to believe it, and smiled as if thinking of something, but he was in no hurry to refute her now. "Once the diesel arrives, I won't have time to accompany you to the mountains."
"Okay." Zhou Yian was quite fond of this. "Then let's go tomorrow morning."
"Okay." Song Songbai stood up and pulled Zhou Yian to wash up.
Zhou Yian was smart and was on guard against him, so she let him go wash up by himself and went back to writing at the table.
She was busy during the day and didn't write many words. She has to go to the mountain tomorrow, so she has to finish it quickly. She also wants to send it out as a submission the next time she goes to Uncle Zhang's place.
Song Songbai had no choice but to read next to her.
Zhou Yian felt that she was getting smoother and smoother as she wrote, and her pace was completely different from when she wrote love letters to Song Songbai. After all, Uncle Zhang had already told the story, and she was simply arranging and processing it.
After finishing the manuscript, Zhou Yian looked around.
Seeing that Song Songbai was already lying on the kang and sleeping, she carefully went to wash up, sat in front of the mirror and fiddled with her face, and finally changed into pajamas and went to the kang to prepare for sleep.
She thought she had escaped, but unexpectedly someone fell on her again.
Zhou Yian was almost frightened and cursed in a low voice, "What are you doing! You're so scary."
Song Songbai chuckled, "What? Just fulfilling our husband and wife obligations."
Why are you still so jumpy?
The next morning, Song Songbai got up first, prepared to pack up things for going to the mountain, and made some egg pancakes.
The other educated youth were also tortured by the monotonous food.
At least Xu Luyao went to Zhou Yian to exchange for a meal of braised pork, but the other educated youth had never eaten any greasy dishes.
It just so happened that Hu Yue learned from the ladies that the ox carts would go to the city together tomorrow, so last night they discussed going to a state-owned restaurant to have a good meal and buy some necessary supplies.
Because of Liu Yang's incident last time, Zhang Guoan saw Song Songbai coming out early in the morning and came over to ask, "Song Zhiqing, do you and Zhou Zhiqing want to go to the city with us?"
"No need," Song Songbai replied, "We have other plans today."
"Then maybe next time there's a chance," Zhang Guoan heard but didn't insist. "After all, we're all educated youth, we're from the same group. Don't be polite if you have any questions."
Song Songbai extended his hand to avoid hitting the smiling person and nodded.
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