At this time of year, the frogs and toads in the river haven't started courting yet, and their calls are few and far between, making it extremely quiet.
Song Qinghe slept soundly through the night, and when she woke up, she was still a little dazed and couldn't tell where she was.
When he heard rustling sounds outside, he realized that he had already gone to the countryside.
Outside, Tian Xiu'e got up early.
Farmers are used to getting up early to work, and what's more, people need less sleep after they reach middle age, and even if they want to sleep, they can't.
After getting up, I didn't stay idle.
I went to the kitchen, scooped out some corn grits, and prepared to make some corn porridge so that Song Qinghe could have some while it was still warm.
However, before she could even start cooking...
Lu Zhaolin pushed open the door and came back. Seeing Tian Xiu'e busy at work, he immediately stepped forward to stop her.
"Auntie, how can I let you do these things? I'll do them."
"It's the same for everyone. We can't sleep even when we're idle. You young people need more sleep."
"I'll do it, I'll do it."
Lu Zhaolin quickly took over and offered to let her sleep at his house, already feeling quite embarrassed.
Asking someone to cook now is just making things difficult for them.
Tian Xiu'e didn't try to take it; instead, she secretly pulled him aside.
Lu Zhaolin was completely bewildered: "What's wrong, Auntie?"
Tian Xiu'e asked mysteriously, "Xiao Lin, tell your aunt the truth, have you taken a liking to Song Zhiqing?"
"Is it that obvious?" Lu Zhaolin's eyes widened. He thought he had hidden it very well.
This is a bit awkward, isn't it?
Tian Xiu'e understood and didn't ask any further questions. Young people are easily embarrassed, and if she kept asking, she would become shy.
"Alright, you can do your own thing now, I'm leaving!"
"By the way, Xiaohe hasn't gotten up yet. Keep your voice down so you don't wake her up."
After Tian Xiu'e finished speaking, she left, intending to create an opportunity for Lu Zhaolin to spend time alone with her.
Young people should date other young people; I, being older, shouldn't get involved.
Lu Zhaolin watched her leave, and the thought that Song Qinghe was in the house made him feel a little nervous, and his ears felt hot.
I always feel like my thoughts are being read, and even my walking becomes awkward and clumsy.
Song Qinghe lay in her bed, not wanting to get up. She did hear voices outside, but she couldn't understand what they were saying.
Is Lu Zhaolin back?
Song Qinghe thought about it seriously for a while, and decided to get up and take a look. She had a feeling that she had taken advantage of others.
When I got up, sure enough, Lu Zhaolin was cooking.
This is quite remarkable.
I already felt indebted to him, and if I continued to owe him, I would never be able to pay it back.
Song Qinghe felt a headache coming on as she thought about how deeply the two of them might get entangled.
My biggest worry is interpersonal relationships; I have absolutely no idea what to do.
"Comrade Lu."
"Go wash up first, then eat. After you've finished eating, I'll take you to the village committee compound to see how the work can be arranged."
"ah!"
Do you know the way?
"this--"
Song Qinghe was confused. What did that mean?
Given his attitude, should I acknowledge him or not?
Something's not right. Lu Zhaolin's attitude doesn't seem like that of someone treating an ordinary college student.
Lu Zhaolin is a person whose entire being exudes aloofness.
Judging from his demeanor, he doesn't seem like an easy-going or kind-hearted person.
How could someone like that be so proactive in helping me?
A thought flashed through Song Qinghe's mind, and she blurted out a surprising question: "Lu Zhaolin, do you like me?"
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