Chapter 53 Chapter 53
The rice seedlings in the fields were sown, and they grew taller under the blessing of rain and sun, and produced heavy ears of grain. Time passed day by day, and the autumn harvest season came. There was always something to do
, to harvest rice, to tie rice stalks, to thresh rice, to dry rice, to thresh rice...
Day by day, there was always something to do, and people were busy like a spinning top, being whipped by time and spinning non-stop.
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Jia Guoye sat under a tree drinking water, leaning against the tree with one leg bent.
He looked up, squinting his eyes to see the position of the sun in the sky, thinking and judging what time it was.
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"Guoye, would you like some cool tea?"
Jia Guoye looked down and saw Jia Yulin standing in front of him with a big kettle of cool tea in her hand.
He didn't say anything, just shook his head.
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"I'll come sit here too."
Jia Yulin's face didn't look good, and she looked extremely tired. She sat next to Jia Guoye, leaning sideways.
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Jia Guoye had less time to rest than others. When everyone gathered together to rest and chat, Jia Guoye was always working under the sun, and his rest time often overlapped with others'. So at this moment, there were only the two of them under the tree.
Jia Yulin said, "I see you haven't rested this morning. When everyone else was resting here, you were still working."
Jia Guoye quietly waited for his strength to recover. He was not interested in Jia Yulin's conversation and just said "hmm".
Jia Yulin smiled helplessly and said, "Actually I just rested, but maybe I didn't sleep well these days. I looked so ugly that my mother refused to let me work anymore. She insisted that I come up to rest."
Jia Guoye rolled a cigarette, lit a match, half-closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
He was very tired and didn't even have the energy or mood to talk to Jia Yulin.
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Jia Yulin said a lot, but when she saw that Jia Guoye didn't respond, and didn't say anything, he just smoked by himself. He seemed to ignore her completely, and Jia Yulin felt a little embarrassed.
But it didn't matter. Jia Yulin encouraged herself, her eyes flashed, and she didn't come for this purpose.
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"Brother Guoye~" She called out pitifully, with a long tail tone and tears in her eyes.
This voice attracted Jia Guoye's attention.
Jia Guoye held a cigarette in his mouth, turned his head to look at her, and there was some confusion in his eyes.
Seeing that Jia Guoye finally set his eyes on her, Jia Yulin's heart suddenly jumped.
She thought happily, as expected, the affection they had when they were young was still there, and he could no longer ignore her once she called him "Brother Guoye".
Jia Yulin was really glad that when she was young, she thought Jia Guoye was handsome, so she always called him "Brother Guoye" and "Brother Guoye" and wanted to play with him.
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Jia Guoye's personality is cold and warm.
He is as cold to people as he is when he wants to be nice to them. Jia Guoye is a very grateful person, and as long as his heart is touched, there is no telling how much he will repay others. Jia Yulin knew very well that her parents only gave Jia Guoye a few bites of food when he was a child, and he had silently helped his parents countless times.
Jia Yulin sobbed quietly. When she sat down, she had chosen the angle well, making sure that people working in the fields could only see her back and would not let everyone see her "performance". In
such hot weather, Jia Yulin was still wearing long clothes and trousers. She looked at Jia Guoye with tears in her eyes, and then quickly lowered her head.
Jia Yulin's fingers untied the sleeves that were tightly around her wrists, and pulled up the long sleeves, revealing the terrifying, blue and purple scars.
She raised her head again and looked at Jia Guoye with tears in her eyes, hoping to arouse some sympathy from him.
While pulling, Jia Yumin watched Jia Guoye's reaction.
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Jia Guoye slowly frowned.
Just as she wished.
At what angle, in what posture, with what expression... Jia Yulin secretly practiced in front of the mirror countless times. She even knew very clearly whether her tears would fall or not. She was the most pitiful one. All these were carefully designed by her.
Jia Yulin wanted to escape from the sea of suffering. She wanted to divorce her current domestic violence husband and live with Jia Guoye.
Jia Guoye would get rich in the future and let her live a good life. With his way of dealing with people, he would not do such a dirty thing as beating his wife.
Jia Yulin was encouraged. She said aggrievedly: "My man did it. There are also bruises on my legs." After that, she was ready to pull up her pants to show Jia Guoye...
"Enough." Jia Guoye said coldly.
Jia Yulin was stunned and looked at him in confusion.
"Everything is your own choice. I am not your savior."
After saying this, Jia Guoye didn't even look at her, put out his cigarette, stood up and walked down the field.
Jia Yulin still had tears in her eyes. She didn't dare to turn her head, for fear that others would notice something was wrong.
Her face turned pale and red, red and pale, and her tears became more and more uncontrollably, and she couldn't stop it. She felt sour in her heart and the pain was indescribable.
Yes, it was all her own choice at the beginning:
she despised Jia Guoye who had crawled out of the fire scene with a narrow escape from death, and chose to marry the man she is now; she thought she could enjoy a leisurely life in her husband's house and no longer have to work in the fields; she was abused at home, but she cared about her face and didn't dare to let anyone know...
Jia Yulin buried her face in her knees.
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Although he doesn’t like to rest, Jia Guoye is always the first to go home for lunch.
Often, when many people are still queuing in front of the ditch to wash their hands and faces, Jia Guoye will be seen coming out from the front of the line, carrying farm tools in one hand and shaking water drops with the other.
“How can he move so fast?”
Jia Guoye’s field is not the closest to the ditch.
“Oh, if you have a cute flower waiting at home, you will be fast too.”
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