Zhou Zhengting was happily packing his things, but when he heard her say that, he felt like a bucket of cold water was poured down on him.
"Do you really have to calculate so clearly?"
Jiang Qingyue exclaimed, "If you can figure it out now, it's better to do it. I'm afraid it won't be clear after a long time."
Zhou Zhengting pursed his lips and said, "You don't have to give so much. The scarf is a gift from me, and I also said I would treat you to lunch. Just consider it as the labor fee for making sausages for me. The rest will be split in half."
Jiang Qingyue refused without a second thought, "It's nothing to stuff some sausages, and you said you'd save some for my family, so it's enough."
Zhou Zhengting couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Okay, let's be more clear about this next time."
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After returning from the county town, Jiang Qingyue was busy writing manuscripts and making sausages at home. In her free time, she read books and newspapers.
Even though the brigade was on holiday, Zhou Zhengting was rarely at home all day.
Either they go up the mountain to trap pheasants, or they squat in a pit to hunt roe deer.
Jiang Qingyue saw him bringing things home every day and thought he was planning to take them back to the city.
They all helped to pickle them and hung them up to dry.
Unexpectedly, two days later he started to bring rice, flour, grain, oil, and eggs into the house again.
Jiang Qingyue was confused. "You're not here for the New Year, why are you buying so many things?"
"Can't I eat these two days?"
"Can you finish it? You'll be leaving tomorrow."
"If you can't finish it, save it for me to eat after Chinese New Year. If it's inconvenient for you to go out during Chinese New Year, you can eat it at home first."
Jiang Qingyue frowned suspiciously. What's wrong with this man?
Why do you suddenly care about me so much?
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