Chapter 13 Chapter 13
There was only one fishy smell on the table. Seeing that she didn't pick up her chopsticks, Jia Guoye asked, "Don't you like fish?"
Jia Yourui shook her head, thought about it, and felt that there was no need to tell him about what happened in the morning, so she lied, "This kind of small fish has a strong fishy smell. I'm not used to it."
Jia Guoye moved the bowl away from her.
He silently remembered in his heart that Xiaorui didn't like eating small silver fish.
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After dinner, Jia Yourui asked Jia Guoye to take out the sickle with great interest.
Jia Yourui was a little excited. This was her first time to go to the fields.
Jia Guoye took out the spare sickle from the small warehouse. Jia Yourui squatted beside him and watched him sharpen the sickle on the whetstone until it was sharp and shiny.
The rustling sound of metal and stone rubbing against each other was long and melodious. The land outside the eaves was illuminated by the golden sunlight. The chickens and ducks enclosed by the fence hid in the cool corner of the yard. There was no wind, the trees were still, and time seemed to slow down. Everything was so harmonious.
Jia Yourui said apologetically, "I don't know how to cut rice very well. Can you teach me this afternoon?"
She felt a little guilty when she said this, thinking that she was not just "not very good" at all. She had no idea about cutting rice.
Even if she cuts slowly, it is at least a little help.
She thought so.
Jia Guoye lowered his head and answered while sharpening the knife, "Okay."
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Jia Guoye stood up, and Jia Yourui stood up with him.
He wiped the sharpened sickle with a dry cloth and leaned it against the wall.
Jia Guoye turned around and looked at Jia Yourui and said, "Go and have a rest. You will be very tired in the afternoon."
She nodded and said, "Remember to wake me up when you leave in the afternoon."
Jia Guoye smiled slightly and said no problem.
Jia Yourui waved her hand and turned to go into the house.
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Jia Guoye watched her silently from behind.
The dense bamboo forest completely blocked the scorching sun. The air in the room was cool, and the bamboo mattress on the bed was also cool. When Jia Yourui went to bed, she felt a little cold and had to cover herself with a thin quilt.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep slowly.
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Jia Guoye walked into his room, and was stunned when he saw the dishes and used teacups on the table.
He picked up the small cup, his eyes deep.
Has Xiaorui been here?
His heart beat faster because of this thought, and his brain became excited.
Jia Guoye picked up the teapot and poured a cup of water into the cup.
After drinking it slowly, he put the cup down carefully.
There is no clock at home, but the daily routine over the years has allowed Jia Guoye to develop a strong biological clock, and he will wake up at a certain time no matter how deep his sleep is.
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As usual, Jia Guoye got up according to his feeling, put on his shoes, and walked out of the room.
He looked across.
Jia Yourui did not close the door.
Jia Guoye hesitated for a few seconds, and walked in lightly.
Jia Yourui was lying on her side, covered with a thin quilt, revealing her moist little face.
Her light red lips were slightly parted, her eyebrows were relaxed, her eyes were comfortably closed, her long, thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes, and half of her delicate hand was exposed from the quilt, touching her cheek. Her hair bun had been taken off, and the hairpin was placed beside the pillow. Her smooth black hair almost covered her face, which set off her snow-white skin and black hair, making her stunningly beautiful.
Jia Guoye stood by the bed, lowered his eyes, and looked at her quietly.
Looking at her sleeping sweetly, he felt a sense of peace in his heart.
After a long time, he quietly walked out of the room.
Jia Guoye put on a straw hat, holding a sickle in one hand and a kettle in the other, and walked out of the yard.
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The rice in the field has matured. From a distance, it is green and yellow, blending with the golden sunshine, the color of harvest.
The rice is yellow and plump, and the rice ears are bent under the pressure. The hot wind blows through, making the rice ears dance and blowing a burst of grass and wood fragrance.
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"Jia Guoye, why did you come today?"
Zhang Ruyu saw him and straightened up with her waist: "Your brother and I have been busy for a long time. Sister-in-law told you that the harvest can't be delayed. If it rains in two days, it will be bad."
Jia Guoye hummed, without looking at her, went to the field, bent down, and started to harvest rice.
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Zhang Ruyu likes to be a teacher. It's hard to stop once he starts talking.
"Guoye, can you handle harvesting the early rice by yourself? Why is there no one to help you?"
She deliberately said loudly: "Why do you want to get a wife? One person works and two people eat. How tiring it is."
People around laughed and some echoed: "Zhang Ruyu, what can your brother-in-law do? Can he ask Xiao Huabao to go to the field to harvest rice? He is a hard worker who works himself to death."
"Hahaha."
A burst of laughter rang out.
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When talking about Jia Yourui, many people began to have wild thoughts. Zhang
Duo has an amazing face! Her skin is as tender as an egg, smooth and soft.
Such a beautiful and beautiful girl actually married the ugly and disfigured Jia Guoye?
What a world.
Although some people here had done some intimate things with Jia Yourui, there was a limit after all. There were not many opportunities to see her, and sometimes they had to do it secretly. Unlike Jia Guoye, who could live and eat with Xiao Huabao, people really envied him.
It was these people who were particularly excited when they made fun of Jia Guoye.
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Jia Guoye turned a deaf ear to them, holding the rice in one hand and cutting it quickly and forcefully with the other hand. His movements were agile, and the veins on his strong arms were prominent.
People were used to his silence.
"You have such a miserable life."
Jia Guoda lifted his waist, came over, and walked to Jia Guoye's side, pretending to sigh: "Hey, no matter how capable you are, you can't catch up with two people."
He pointed at Zhang Ruyu: "Look at your sister-in-law, how capable she is."
Zhang Ruyu looked proud and looked at her man with satisfaction.
"Brother, I'm telling you something."
Jia Guoda put on a "serious" look.
"You have to show your courage. What's the point of being dominated by your wife?"
"Who said your brother's wife is pretty?" Someone interrupted him and joked with ill intentions: "One is good-looking, and the other is capable. Isn't this a perfect match, a match made in heaven?"
His words and laughter were obvious. Jia Guoye's face was too scary.
Immediately someone laughed:
"Hahaha, Jia Lei, you bad boy, your words have hidden meaning."
"Uncle, don't accuse me."
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Jia Guoda also laughed.
"What's so great about being pretty?"
Jia Guoda looked down at Jia Guoye who was working, and said proudly: "Look at me and your sister-in-law, we are always in pairs, that's what a couple looks like."
"Unlike you, tsk, although your wife is pretty, she can't be eaten, you should be willing to scold her, and it's okay to hit her a few times."
He sighed: "Oh, forget it, it's useless to tell you."
Jia Guoda smiled hypocritically, secretly mocking Jia Guoye with the rumors about Jia Yourui's love affair:
"Haha, you have no manliness since you were a child, I'm afraid you can't control the women at home..."
Ambiguous and teasing laughter rang out all around.
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Jia Guoye tied the harvested rice into bundles and put them away, and slowly stood up.
The sun was very strong.
Jia Guoye narrowed his eyes slightly, his face full of disdain.
He asked: "Do you use your manliness to beat women?"