"Okay, I promise you."
Zhou Jiuzhen agreed without much thought.
He thought that Ling Huanwu would at most ask him to loosen his belt, just like she did last night.
Unexpectedly, Ling Huanwu glanced at the dispersing crowd at the door, turned around, wiped away her tears, and unexpectedly kissed him on the cheek.
It was as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, yet it felt like a 10,000-volt electric current passing through his skin and striking his heart.
"Zhou Jiuzhen, thank you!"
The woman's face was flushed red when she finished kissing him and withdrew, then she turned and ran away shyly.
Wang Guihua, the mother-in-law, covered her eyes and pretended not to see, but when she saw a touching smile on her son's face, which was almost never smiling, she couldn't help but secretly wipe away her tears.
During a full day of commune work.
While Zhou Jiuzhen was engrossed in his work, he would occasionally glance at Ling Huanwu, who was helping to mix the mud below.
The capitalist's daughter, who was rumored to be unable to lift a finger, was actually holding a shovel with surprising skill.
Her figure was like a noodle; when she moved, her whole body was so soft and limp that it made people want to rush forward and take the work from her.
Sure enough, after he had only glanced at them a few times, many male villagers from other villages in the commune who were unaware of the relationship between the two went up to help him strike up a conversation.
The sight of all those hot-blooded, shirtless young men surrounding Ling Huanwu made Zhou Jiuzhen's eyes sting, as if sand had gotten into them. He really wanted to beat up these eyesores.
But he was also preoccupied with what Ling Huanwu would make him do that night, and he was restless all day long, which made his childhood friend next to him laugh.
"Zhen-ge, are you jealous because your wife is so popular?"
Zhou Jiuzhen glared at him fiercely, "Get lost, I was just wondering if we can finish building this public toilet when we still have a few days of vacation left."
My childhood friend chuckled knowingly, "I bet you've just gotten to know your wife and are now enjoying the good life together, and you don't want to leave her, haha..."
Zhou Jiuzhen blushed and didn't know how to refute.
They haven't even gotten their marriage certificate yet, and their same-sex relationship hasn't even developed properly, so how could they have gotten any "taste of it" yet!
Finally, the two of them made it to the end of the workday together.
Ling Huanwu was equally restless throughout the day. The thought that her parents would take Song Yaoyao back to the city tomorrow and give her all of the Ling family's property made her extremely anxious.
Grandpa clearly wrote a will stating that all of the Ling family's property must be inherited by her, but Ling's parents deliberately withheld the will and wanted to give the property to outsiders.
Are you trying to make Grandpa so angry that he'll crawl out of his coffin?
Ling Huanwu was determined to expand the space tonight and go back to the city with them tomorrow to take those properties with her.
After all, a famine was coming in a few years, and she had to prepare in advance by stockpiling food with her family's wealth. When she went to the island with the army, she wouldn't have to eat wild vegetable porridge and hard-to-swallow bran cakes with her child every meal like she did in her previous life.
Furthermore, if Zhou Jiuzhen is going to die in two years, then she needs to hurry up and complete the space-building before becoming a widow.
As Ling Huanwu rode the tractor back, thinking about all this, she glanced at Zhou Jiuzhen, whose arm muscles bulged as he drove the tractor, and blushed and her heart raced again.
I'm going to die.
Now, all she thinks about all day long is how to sleep with this man!
After the two finished their meal, it got dark.
There was no movement from the south room tonight.
My mother-in-law said that Zhou Shuyao not only didn't go to work, but he didn't come back until late at night.
Meanwhile, inside the house...
Ling Huanwu was wearing the red silk nightgown that she had kept at the bottom of her trunk, her two long, round, fair legs constantly crossing over each other.
Zhou Jiuzhen, sitting upright opposite him, kept his eyes fixed on the spider spinning its web in the corner of the wall, his brows furrowed as he pondered something.
Seeing that this trick was not working, Ling Huanwu unscrewed the cap of the tonic wine that her mother-in-law had just given her on the table and poured it into a full enamel cup.
She couldn't understand what the strange-looking objects soaking in the tonic wine were.
But it's definitely a good wine that can inspire men to have ideas and make a difference.
Ling Huanwu poured herself a glass to bolster her courage, took a small sip, and broke the silence first, "Commander Zhou, aren't you curious about how I managed to transport those dowry items out?"
You should know that today many educated youths are asking her if she really took her dowry away.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Jiuzhen averted his gaze from the spiderweb, his deep, burning eyes landing on Ling Huanwu's face with a hint of doubt. "Comrade Ling, do you really like me? I feel like you're... a little strange..."
Upon hearing this, Ling Huanwu's heart skipped a beat, and a look of horror flashed across her face.
Could it be that he was also reborn, discovered that she was reborn, and also knew that she didn't like him?
In her previous life, she did indeed write that diary entry and draw that picture after meeting Zhou Jiuzhen in the countryside.
To be honest, at the time she was just an art student who was amazed by Zhou Jiuzhen's perfect, voluptuous figure.
It's not like I like it at all.
Just as Ling Huanwu was somewhat flustered, wondering if she had given herself away, Zhou Jiuzhen pointed to the spider web in the corner and asked suspiciously, "I remember there's a girl from the city in our unit who's terrified of spiders. Aren't you afraid, Comrade Ling?"
Ling Huanwu paused in her drinking motion, utterly bewildered.
In her previous life, she would indeed scream when she first arrived here and saw spiders.
The hardships she endured later forged her into an indomitable spirit.
She may have a delicate exterior, but inside she has a soul of steel.
"Ah! A spider!"
Ling Huanwu pretended to have just seen a spider, holding an enamel cup with wine on it, and rushed into his hard, iron-like embrace like a startled deer.
The wine in the glass spilled all over Zhou Jiuzhen's military green vest, and the green gradually blew into a deeper, intoxicating dark color.
"I'm sorry, I was so scared just now that I got your vest wet."
Ling Huanwu sat on his hard lap and could feel the man's body tense and stiffen for a moment.
But Zhou Jiuzhen was a man of the world, and he immediately took off his vest and said, "It's okay, I'll go get one to change into later."
Ling Huanwu, however, had no intention of letting him off so easily.
As he took off his vest, she immediately pulled up the hem of her nightgown to expose the wine stains on his chest.
"Why is your skin red? Did the alcohol burn you? Let me wipe it off for you..."
The lifted hem of her skirt gently wiped away the playful water droplets rolling down the man's chest, and with each inch of skin she touched, that inch of skin seemed to become even hotter and redder than before.
Zhou Jiuzhen was completely stunned. His gaze was fixed on everything below the lifted skirt, his pupils trembled, and his whole body was tense to the extreme.
"Don't move!"
Zhou Jiuzhen grabbed Ling Huanwu's wrist, his voice a mixture of suppressed emotion and pain. "Comrade Ling, are you sure you've really thought it through and won't regret liking me?"
Ling Huanwu could no longer tolerate this man's incessant chatter; she simply couldn't bear it any longer.
Even after all this, he still remains unmoved!
She took another big gulp of wine, and this time without hesitation, she held the wine in her mouth and eagerly kissed his tightly pursed thin lips.
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