Chapter 28
Suddenly getting angry and then suddenly laughing out loud, Wen Yue felt that this man seemed to have a serious illness.
She rolled her eyes at Zhou Yao, then stood up and replaced Li Xiangdong, who had been operating the sewing machine. The two of them took turns.
"You can ask Li Mingjin's wife." Zhou Yao moved a stool to where Ren Yeliang and Fang Shitao were. "He has a sewing machine at home. He knows how to use it and is a strict person. It's a good opportunity to repay the favor for helping me sell the land last time."
Wen Yue arranged the cloth at hand and blinked her eyes when she heard this: "Then you can ask for us, but I remember that my cousin's wife is pregnant, is it okay?"
Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows: "I'll ask tomorrow."
We gathered together, chatting and working, and time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was evening and the sky was dyed red with a beautiful sunset.
The Li Nianqiu sisters, Ren Yeliang and Fang Shitao helped to tidy up the things in the house, opened the door and walked out, and bumped into Lin Fang and Liu Cuicui who had just returned from the fields.
Liu Cuicui greeted them with a smile, but Lin Fang put on a stern face and pretended not to see anything.
After everyone left, Lin Fang whispered to Liu Cuicui: "What do you think they are doing? Forget about Fang Shitao and his two boys, they used to come here often, but why do those two money-losing guys from Old Lady Li's family start coming here every day?"
"You ask me, how would I know?" Liu Cuicui washed the mud off her hands and rubbed them on her trouser legs twice.
Lin Fang was too lazy to wash her hands. She threw the food she was going to eat in the evening into the basin and washed it casually, thinking: "I just came back this afternoon to get something and heard them talking in the house. They closed the door in broad daylight, so they must be doing something!"
Liu Cuicui looked at her and said: "You didn't hear what they said."
Lin Fang groaned: "That sewing machine keeps making a ticking sound, I can't hear it clearly! Yes, it was the same yesterday, I guess the sewing machine never stopped, what on earth were they doing?" She was very curious, but she couldn't figure it out. She felt like being teased by a cat and felt very frustrated.
Liu Cuicui knew her sister-in-law's temper very well, so she advised her: "What they do has nothing to do with us, so you don't have to get involved, or else you'll provoke Zhou Yao again and cause chaos at home."
"...I'm just curious." Lin Fang muttered, her eyes flashing.
Wen Yue and Zhou Yao were both in the kitchen at the moment, and their door was half-open.
Lin Fang walked back and forth in the kitchen and living room several times, her eyes always looking at the half-open door. Finally, she couldn't control her curiosity and walked towards them quietly like a thief, craning her neck to see clearly what was in the room.
"Second Aunt, what are you looking at?"
Lin Fang stretched her neck intently, and only had time to see several backpacks inside. Before she could see the others clearly, she heard a gentle and smiling voice from the side. She was so scared that she shouted "Oh my God!" and took several steps back, and she couldn't stand steadily and sat on the ground.
Lin Fang and Liu Cuicui both raised chickens and ducks, but they didn't pay much attention to the hygiene of the yard and seldom cleaned it.
Wen Yue and Zhou Yao had been busy these past two days, and had not cleaned up the feces on the ground in the yard. Lin Fang sat on a pile of chicken feces that had just been pooped, and her palms that were resting on the ground were not spared.
"Why are you scaring me?" Lin Fang's face turned green as she looked at the disgusting feces in her hand. She suppressed her disgust and stood up quickly.
Wen Yue had not expected this to happen. She took two steps back with a bit of disgust, blinked her eyes and said innocently: "I'm not trying to scare you. I just saw you sneaking around here, so I wanted to ask you what's the matter."
She was just preparing to cook in the kitchen when she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Lin Fang peeking outside their house, so she came out and asked.
I didn't expect Lin Fang to be so guilty and could not even stand steadily.
"Who, who is sneaking around!" Lin Fang felt guilty, and her voice was raised involuntarily, and she shouted fiercely: "I was just walking in the yard. If you hadn't suddenly made a noise to scare people, I wouldn't have fallen, let alone fallen on chicken poop. You have to wash it for me--"
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Yao also came out of the kitchen when he heard the noise, and his deep, sharp black eyes glanced coldly at Lin Fang. The latter was like a duck with its neck pinched, and immediately fell silent, with guilt and fear clearly revealed on her face.
"Just now, Second Aunt was watching outside our house, so I came out to ask her if anything happened, but Second Aunt got scared and fell down." Wen Yue spread her hands, her tone a little helpless, "She got her clothes dirty, and Second Aunt asked me to wash them for her."
Zhou Yao frowned, a hint of disgust appeared between his brows, and he said in a cold voice: "You did something shameful and got scared and fell down, so you splashed dirty water on other people's heads. If you don't want to wash it, wait for Zhou Jianghai to come back, and I will let him wash it for you."
Facing Zhou Yao's ferocious face, Lin Fang didn't dare to say a word. She went back to the kitchen to wash her hands in shame, gritting her teeth and looking grim.
"I told you not to provoke Zhou Yao, why didn't you listen to my advice?" Liu Cuicui saw the whole process and was really speechless about her sister-in-law.
Just like what the donkey said before, he was obviously afraid of Zhou Yao, but he still rushed to provoke him. Isn't this really shameless?
Lin Fang: "I just took a look, I didn't intend to do anything else."
Liu Cuicui: "So what did you see?"
"I didn't see anything." Lin Fang was unwilling to give in. "I just saw a few backpacks and bamboo baskets inside. I don't know what's inside. They are blocked by something and I can't see."
Liu Cuicui turned around and sat in front of the stove to light a fire. She looked at her and said, "Be quiet."
Lin Fang said nothing, but her eyes were full of dissatisfaction.
The next afternoon, Lin Fang picked a time to go home, and sure enough, she saw that the door of Zhou Yao Wenyue's room was tightly closed. The sound of a sewing machine could be heard from inside, and the sound of conversation could be vaguely heard.
She approached cautiously with her waist bent, squatted by the door like a thief, and listened carefully with her ear pressed against the wooden door.
"...There are about seven people. If you include your cousin's wife, that makes eight people, about the same."
"I told them the wages very clearly. I was worried that they would always choose the simplest ones to do, so I told them that they had to complete at least 10 butterfly hair accessories every day before they could do anything else."
"Ten, that's five dollars a day, they certainly don't have any objections, and it's not that difficult for them..."
"I asked them to go to Grandma Fang's house tomorrow and bring all these materials over."
"I asked my cousin's wife, and she said she could take the job..."
Lin Fang was confused by these words. The only thing she understood was the five dollars a day.
She calculated in her mind that five dollars a day would be a hundred dollars a month... My goodness, how could she miss out on such a good thing!
Lin Fang almost wanted to push the door open, but was afraid that Zhou Yao would get angry if he knew she was eavesdropping, so she had to hold it back, her eyes rolling around.
…
"I'm so tired these past two days. I'd like to have noodles tonight instead of cooking." Wen Yue moved her shoulders and neck and felt that she was not uncomfortable anywhere.
Zhou Yao had no objection: "I'll cook it later, you take a rest."
Wen Yue's eyes curved, and she said "OK" with a smile. She sat on the stool and massaged her shoulders, thinking that if she continued like this, she would get periarthritis of the shoulder sooner or later.
I have to do some yoga exercises when I wake up in the morning.
In her previous life, she had problems with her shoulders and cervical spine because she often worked on a computer tablet and drew. Even when she went to the hospital, the symptoms kept coming back. Later, she hired a yoga instructor and exercised every day. She had fewer problems and felt more relaxed.
"I'll give you two presses." Zhou Yao came closer with a raised eyebrow. Before Wen Yue could say anything, he had already placed his palm on her shoulder and pinched her twice, neither lightly nor heavily.
The sour but comfortable feeling made Wen Yue squint her eyes. She raised her chin, relaxed her body, and half-closed her eyes to enjoy the massage service from the man behind her.
Zhou Yao's palms were very warm and the temperature was transmitted through the fabric.
Wen Yue leaned back subconsciously, and her head occasionally touched the man's strong and firm abdomen. She didn't notice it at all, enjoying it wholeheartedly, and whispered:
"A little heavier."
"A little bit to the side. Yes, right here."
"Neck, pinch the neck too."
"This strength is so comfortable, Zhou Yao, your massage skills are really good, I give you five stars."
Zhou Yao lowered his eyes and chuckled twice, his gaze moving from the girl's fair and rosy cheeks downwards.
She was wearing a loose red shirt with white dots, with the buttons at the collar unbuttoned. From this direction, Zhou Yao could see her delicate collarbone, and vaguely the white and delicate skin above her chest...
She had an expression of great enjoyment, with her eyes closed. Her long, curly black eyelashes covered the circles under her eyes. Her red lips were raised, and her plump, rosy lips were beautiful, like a sweet fruit that tempted people to pick.
Zhou Yao's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked away and retracted his hand: "That's enough."
"I……"
Zhou Yao wanted to say that he had something to do and would be back soon, but before he could say anything, Wen Yue grabbed his wrist.
The little girl smiled unconsciously and looked up.
Zhou Yao held her head with his hand, his heart beating fast, and said in a cold voice: "Don't move."
"Wen Yue was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Yao swallowed his saliva, "I saw a white hair on your head."
Wen Yue: ""
White hair
She immediately lowered her head and begged softly: "Please help me pull it out."
"Okay." Zhou Yao took a deep breath and absentmindedly fiddled with the girl's soft hair. After searching for a long time, he said before Wen Yue asked, "I didn't find it. Maybe I saw it wrong."
Wen Yue heaved a sigh of relief and muttered softly, "I told you, how could you have white hair? You scared me."
Zhou Yao apologized sincerely.
"It's okay. You just gave me a massage. In return, I'll give you a massage too." Wen Yue didn't take it to heart. She stood up with a smile and pulled Zhou Yao to sit down.
Zhou Yao couldn't say no, so he could only sit on the small stool, cross his legs, straighten his back and lean forward slightly, in a somewhat strange sitting posture.
Wen Yue put her hand on Zhou Yao's shoulder and squeezed twice. She found that Zhou Yao's muscles were so tight that he couldn't squeeze at all.
"Relax a little." She patted Zhou Yao's bulging muscles. "It's so hard, how can I squeeze it?"
Zhou Yao pursed his thin lips, said nothing, and tried to relax.
I felt the soft, boneless little hands gently touching my body, and it was as if flames were planted in the places that were touched, and waves of hot flames spread from my shoulders to other places.
This is not a massage, this is torture.
Zhou Yao felt pain and happiness, and quietly changed his position.
Wen Yue also felt a little pain.
The main reason was that Zhou Yao's muscles were really hard, and her hands became sore after a while. But she had just taken the initiative to give Zhou Yao a massage, and she gave up in less than two minutes. This was too careless!
Wen Yue was too embarrassed to do that, so she could only give up her shoulders and massage his neck.
"It's OK." Zhou Yao said hoarsely, coughed to clear his throat, grabbed Wen Yue's slender wrist, turned his head and looked over, "It's quite late, I'll go light the fire and cook noodles."
Wen Yue looked at Zhou Yao and felt that his dark eyes seemed to be suppressing two burning flames, which was a bit scorching.
She was silent for a moment, and subconsciously retracted her hand: "Then, then you burn it."
Zhou Yao hummed softly.
Wen Yue turned around and walked out of the kitchen in small steps. Her breathing quickened a little. She went into the house, closed the door, and fanned herself with her hands.
The look in Zhou Yao's eyes just now was inexplicably scary, as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her, but his expression looked calm.
Wen Yue felt that her thoughts seemed a little dirty.
But you can't blame her!
It’s all because of reading some crappy books and watching some short videos in my previous life.
Wen Yue touched her cheek, and waited until the temperature was no longer so high and her mood had calmed down a little before she opened the door and walked out, bumping into Lin Fang, who was smiling brightly.
"Wen Yue." Lin Fang's sharp voice was particularly tender at this moment. She looked over with a smile, holding a bowl of meat in her hand. "Second aunt roasted some meat today and sent some to you."
Wen Yue looked at Lin Fang in surprise, then subconsciously raised her eyes to glance at the clouds above her head.
Could it be that the sun is rising from the west today?
"Second Aunt, I appreciate your kindness." Wen Yue retracted her gaze and refused with a smile: "Forget the meat, take it back and eat it yourself."
Lin Fang's smile froze for a moment, but she refused to give up: "Don't be polite, we are a family after all, take it and eat it!" If she didn't accept it, what would she say next!
Wen Yue sighed and said softly, "Second Aunt, if you have anything to say, just say it directly."
Lin Fang's face lit up: "Then I said it"
Wen Yue nodded: "You say."
"It's like this." Lin Fang quickly retracted her hand and said with a smile: "I heard that you are hiring someone to do the work for you. Five yuan a day, Wen Yue, I'm not saying anything, but I, your second aunt, am very good at work and I have a lot of work in my eyes."
Wen Yue was stunned for a moment, and looked over in confusion: "Second Aunt, who told you this?"
"Yes, I heard it from others." Lin Fang rolled her eyes guiltily and said, "It's not important. Just hire me. If you can't pay five dollars, four or three dollars will do."
Wen Yue pursed her lips and refused without hesitation: "Sorry, Second Auntie, we are full. Let's talk about it next time."
After saying that, she turned around and quickly walked into the kitchen.
Lin Fang sighed, gritted her teeth and spat at Wen Yue's back, cursing softly: "What a shameless person... No, I must make this money." If she can't make this money, she will go and make trouble, and no one will have a good life!
"Zhou Yao!"
Wen Yue stepped into the kitchen: "Second Auntie seems to know."
Zhou Yao had just stuffed a bundle of dry firewood into the stove when he turned his head with a puzzled look: ""
Wen Yue simply repeated what Lin Fang had just said, frowning slightly: "How did she know? Did the person Nian Qiu found accidentally tell others?"
"Probably not." Zhou Yao said in a calm voice, "I guess Lin Fang must have overheard our conversation this afternoon. She is someone who would do such a thing."
Wen Yue frowned even more tightly: "Why is she like this? What should we do?"
"Don't worry about it. She can't cause any trouble. If it doesn't work, I'll go beat up Zhou Jianghai." Zhou Yao said calmly.
Wen Yue was silent for two seconds: "Not really... Let's see what she will do first. I'll tell Nianqiu when I go to Grandma Fang's house tomorrow."
"Yeah." Seeing that she was still frowning, Zhou Yao said gently, "Don't worry. I'll solve any problems that arise. Just wait to make money happily."
This sentence sounds a bit familiar.
Wen Yue thought about it and realized that Li Nianqiu had said something similar before.
Her eyes immediately curved into small crescents and she said with a smile: "You are so nice."
Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows slightly: "We"
"Yeah, Nian Qiu said that before. The water is boiling, we can cook the noodles now." Wen Yue didn't notice anything, she walked to the stove, lifted the lid and took a look, "She said I don't have to worry about anything, I just need to count the money"
Zhou Yao: “…”
OK, OK, it's Li Nianqiu again! Is this guy trying to snatch his wife from him? She's everywhere.
Zhou Yao stood up and threw the noodles on the stove into the boiling pot, staring at Wen Yue: "So do you think I treat you better, or does she treat you better?"
"What's the comparison? You two are both good to me." Wen Yue didn't notice Zhou Yao's expression. She patted his wrist and said, "That's enough. It's too much. It will be a waste if we can't finish it later."
"I can finish it." Zhou Yao replied, and continued to ask: "Answer me first, who treats you better, me or Li Nianqiu?"
Wen Yue then saw Zhou Yao's dark and stubborn face and his dim eyes. She was stunned for a moment. Could he be jealous of Nian Qiu?
Nian Qiu is a girl, and she has an official partner!
She was a little amused, and she stood on tiptoe with her eyes bent, reaching out to touch Zhou Yao's head. His hair was a little long, and it felt good to touch. She stroked it lightly twice like stroking a dog's fur, and replied softly: "Of course you treat me better. I don't even need to hesitate about this question."
"Don't ask this kind of question next time. It's stupid."
Zhou Yao: “Really”
Wen Yue nodded: "Really, more real than pearls."
Zhou Yao's expression turned from gloomy to bright, his tightly pursed thin lips slightly lifted up, and he was very satisfied with being stroked.
After dinner, Wen Yue returned to the house and planned to pack up all the materials and move to Grandma Fang's house tomorrow.
When I was halfway through tidying up, Zhou Yao came in after washing the dishes, holding a bulging thing wrapped in cloth in his hand and handed it to me: "Take it."
Wen Yue took it with doubt, and asked as she unfolded the cloth: "What is it?"
Zhou Yao raised his chin modestly and said calmly: "You don't like counting money. This is the money I earned. I give it all to you. Go ahead and count it."
Wen Yue happened to lift up the cloth, and a pile of money of various denominations caught her eyes.
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Zhou Yao: Ok, I will hand over my salary. I don’t think Li Nianqiu can do this (laughs)
Li Nianqiu: That’s true.
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