Chapter 205 204. Being a Guest

At 6:00 in the evening of late May, the sky was already rolling with blue and pink haze. The towering mountains in the distance were only vaguely visible under the cover of the huge rose corridor.

Huaiyu washed the rice clean, resisting the urge to reach out and clean it, and then sat on the steps with Zhou Qian:

"When will they come?"

Zhou Qian was chopping wood - I call it chopping wood, but looking at the way he was breaking long, dead branches with such neat snaps, it looked more like he was just tidying up the dead branches he had collected from nearby, since he had nothing else to do anyway.

He originally wanted to dig the ground, but Huaiyu said that the vegetable garden in front of the door could be expanded, so he moved some seedlings over.

But Zhou Qian refused - first of all, the ivy was not honest and he didn't want to dig it at the moment.

Secondly, my house is quite a distance away from the Rose Corridor. For safety reasons, it is built on the roadside and can be seen by any car passing by.

If the vegetable garden was caused by the elm, it would be too suspicious.

Let’s just forget it.

Therefore, he said to Huaiyu, "I'd better go to your place and dig more land. It's close to the Rose Corridor, so it won't matter what you do."

Anyway, he will never lack food.

I cooked for myself on the first day back.

I cooked for myself in the morning and evening the next day after I came back.

On the third day after returning, I had completely become a long-term worker and there was not even a kettle of hot water at home.

I can only say that although chopping wood, carrying water and digging the ground are hard work, compared to cooking, washing vegetables and dishes by yourself...

Then let’s dig the ground!

They were defending the retreating good men in the army, with endless energy! Digging the ground efficiently! Huaiyu held his chin and watched Zhou Qian swing his arms. The strong back lines stretched and retracted faintly under the cover of thin clothes. He couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Brother Zhou Qian, how old are you this year?"

It seems she hasn't asked this question yet.

At first, she thought he was an uncle, calling him brother just to build a relationship. But after a while, she really felt like he was a reliable big brother.

A little longer, and sometimes it starts to feel a bit like a dad.

So, Huaiyu stared at his dark face and couldn't tell his age, and he remembered this at this moment.

Zhou Qian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his face: "I don't look old, do I? Why are you asking so cautiously?"

Then he straightened his chest: "I'm 32!"

After thinking for a moment, he added, "He is only two years older than your General Lin!"

Huaiyu: "??? Why are you suddenly comparing him to me?"

Zhou Qianxin said, isn't this because he's afraid that you will really call him uncle later?

But Huaiyu looked at him again and nodded: "Not bad, not too old - Brother Zhou Qian, you are so old, why don't you find a partner?"

"puff--"

“Hahahahahahaha…”

The next moment, a stranger's arrogant laughter was heard at the door.

Huaiyu looked over curiously, and saw a dozen people carrying things and walking towards the door. They were grinning, and it was obvious that their excellent hearing did not miss her question.

The leading man was holding more than a dozen fish in his hands, each of which looked to be two or three pounds. Although they were not very big, at this time, who wouldn't be delighted? The first thing he said when he entered the yard was to agree with him: "That's right! The country is advocating childbirth now, why don't you get married?"

Zhou Qian said angrily: "I'm 32, you're 35, and you're telling me that? You're an old bachelor!"

Good fellow! The man stretched out his arms holding the fish, thrust out his chest, and arched his chest muscles tightly:

"With my physique, I don't get married because I don't want to, not because no girls are interested in me!"

Everyone laughed and said, "What's wrong with your physique? Our physiques are not bad either."

"That's right! I'm taller than you guys."

"I'm younger than all of you!"

so……

Huaiyu stared at everyone curiously: "Are you all single?"

How hurtful these words are.

Especially since the one who was speaking was a fair and tender little girl with almond-shaped eyes and a round nose, looking like a teenage girl who hasn’t fully grown up yet.

The tall and strong man holding the fish immediately stopped talking: "That doesn't mean he's single... single, bachelorism, you know?"

"What is singleism?"

Zhou Qian immediately exposed his true colors: "They are all from the front-line team. They must complete the three wasteland exploration missions every year."

"How can a good girl like them?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The depreciation rate is so high that even if someone likes them, they dare not get married.

Of course, now that things are on the right track, the task is not as arduous as before and is a little better, so everyone can bring up this topic again.

Huaiyu frowned, and then thought: "But the disaster has only been six years, right? Six years ago, you were already grown up, and you didn't have a partner?"

Critical hit!

Everyone felt embarrassed to glare at such a little girl, so they could only look at Zhou Qian with accusatory eyes.

Zhou Qian: "..." Why are you looking at him? If he had the ability, would he still be digging for others? If no one dared to approach the Rose Corridor, and Huaiyu had many secrets, this group of people would not let anyone go if they carried hoes.

Huaiyu laughed and then comforted everyone: "Don't be sad, I don't have a partner either!"

I seemed to be in my 20s before, I don’t know if I was in my twenties, but I was probably around twenty-five or twenty-six.

Six years have passed in my sleep. I don’t know whether it should be counted as my age. Let’s say three years… Then I’m almost 30.

With this in mind, she was quite sincere when she comforted people, but the tall and strong men, each about 1.8 meters tall, looked at her skinny and weak appearance and could not accept her comfort against their conscience.

Then he glared at Zhou Qian again: "My sister is only in her teens, what do you teach her every day?"

Zhou Qian simply had no words to say! However, no matter how much they chatted, everyone had to find a place to put down the things in their hands, so the big-chested man immediately asked: "Do you have a basin? Find me one, and stew this fish tonight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huaiyu had already dragged a large stainless steel basin over. He observed the dozen or so fish again and then said happily: "These are carps!"

"Do you want to eat braised food? I'll make braised food for you."

After hearing this, everyone became happy: "Oh my! My sister can cook! That's amazing!"

Huaiyu laughed: "Of course, I know a lot."

"But there are too many fish. Could you please clean them up?"

She stretched out her hand, her fingers were white and slender, her palm was soft, and it was obvious at first glance that she was not the type to scrape fish scales or dig out fish intestines!

A group of men immediately responded: "Don't worry! I can do this!"

"I'll do it!"

"By the way, where is the other pork?"

"I don't have anything else to bring. This is the vinegar my mother made. The mutation value is only 14... You're really nice, bro!"

On the first day of August, I was on the verge of taking a leave, feeling precarious.