The woman lay on her side in bed, the book "Dedicate Everything to the Country" lying quietly beside her, as she slept soundly.
Zhou Jiuzhen pulled a corner of the blanket over her stomach, his gaze carefully tracing her eyebrows and eyes.
I hadn't seen her for a month, and her bangs had grown quite a bit, and her chin had become much rounder.
These days, he thinks about the way she gets angry and smashes the bowl every day.
He imagined her hiding in bed, her eyes darting around as she peeked at him taking a shower.
He imagined her trembling under him, her eyes red.
She couldn't sleep when he took a shower.
Has he lost all his charm now?
Zhou Jiuzhen was somewhat frustrated, looking at himself in the mirror again and again.
You've shaved your beard clean, haven't you?
He touched his abs again, wondering if he had been neglecting his exercise lately and his figure had gone out of shape.
Zhou Jiuzhen tidied up the things in the room before lying down on his side next to her and falling into a deep sleep.
*
The next day.
Ling Huanwu carried a hoe out the door, intending to burn the alkali grass growing by the door as natural fertilizer.
She never expected that after being away for a month, the alkali grass that would normally take two or three months to grow in other places had already grown to maturity.
Just as she picked up the hoe to weed, Qin Jinshen suddenly appeared out of nowhere and snatched the hoe from her hand. "Comrade Ling, let me help you weed."
But he was also spoiled since childhood, and not as good as Ling Huanwu.
He used the wrong strength, and with one stroke of the hoe, he sank completely into the soil and couldn't pull it out.
"Hahaha……"
A burst of laughter immediately erupted around him.
Song Yaoyao and several aunts stood in a row, laughing together.
"Look at my sister-in-law, busy planting vegetables every day, but when she comes back, the sky falls down, she's planted a field of weeds!"
"She's too ashamed to show her face now, so she actually had her childhood sweetheart come and secretly weed the fields. It's hilarious!"
In the past month, Song Yaoyao has become familiar with many of the women in the family compound.
During the day, Zhou Shuyao goes to work, while she enjoys chatting with people in the family compound.
A while ago, Zhou Jiuzhen and her mother-in-law scraped together a few dozen yuan to try to get her and Zhou Shuyao to leave the island. She cried, made a scene, and even threatened to hang herself before they finally agreed to let her leave after she gave birth.
She couldn't understand why Zhou Jiuzhen and her mother-in-law were both on Ling Huanwu's side.
Last night, I didn't get a single grain of rice or meat from Ling Huanwu, and I was burning with anger, so I'm taking it out here.
Although the other aunties suppressed their laughter and dared not openly mock her, their words implied that she was just a pretty face and a fool.
“Commander Zhou’s wife, we don’t blame you for never having grown vegetables before, but you should only take on tasks that are beyond your capabilities. You and that good-for-nothing next to you can’t even hold a hoe, so don’t waste it.”
"Yeah, Commander's wife, do you think we who came here with the army are just sitting around doing nothing? It's not that the soil on this island is bad. Even the sweet potatoes we grow here don't yield a good harvest. Stop messing around with planting. Look at the weeds you've grown. Aren't you going to make us a laughingstock?"
"You look so delicate and frail, you should go home and serve Commander Zhou properly!"
As the women talked, they all covered their mouths and stifled their laughter.
Song Yaoyao crossed her arms, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Ling Huanwu, preparing to see her break down.
Unexpectedly, Ling Huanwu smiled and looked at the group, took out a small red purse from her bosom, took out five large black ten bills, counted the money and said, "I heard that the aunties bet on whether I would cry in the field if I failed to grow vegetables, or cry in my Jiuzhen's arms. I'll bet fifty yuan that I can grow vegetables. Do you dare to bet with me?"
Several aunties' eyes lit up when they saw the money, and they secretly thought that this capitalist's daughter was stupid, and it was obvious that she was going to lose.
You know, this is something that our ancestors couldn't grow on this island from ancient times to the present, so how could she grow it?
"Fine, I'll bet twenty!"
I'll bet thirty!
Just then, Lin Xiaoqin also came over with a hoe to help. She saw the aunties in the military family compound taking out money to bet that Ling Huanwu couldn't grow vegetables.
With just a glance from Ling Huanwu, Lin Xiaoqin understood immediately. She went over and collected the money from their hands one by one, stuffing it into her pocket. "Come on, I'll be the referee."
As Lin Xiaoqin spoke, she picked up another stone and wrote the betting amounts on the stone wall, "Xu A-mei twenty, Gao Hui-mei ten..."
Song Yaoyao clapped her hands to liven up the atmosphere.
"Let's bet on whether seedlings will sprout in this field within seven days, and whether they can be planted successfully. We'll have the answer in seven days, so please don't renege on your promise, sister!"
The aunties all covered their mouths and laughed, with Song Yaoyao laughing the loudest.
After laughing enough.
Song Yaoyao took out a small handkerchief she had treasured in her inner pocket, carefully opened it, counted the money inside, and then smiled confidently, "Do you think I don't know what kind of person my own sister is? Sister, don't blame me. I bet you a hundred yuan that you can't grow vegetables. Don't be so stingy and only give me a hundred yuan. It's not even enough for me and my aunts to share!"
The aunties were all stunned to see that Song Yaoyao, who was usually so stingy, could actually come up with so much money.
Ling Huanwu knew, of course, that she had taken a lot of pocket money from her parents over the years, but she never expected that they would still have so much money left over.
She had been waiting for Song Yaoyao to say those words.
Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, she counted out another fifty yuan from her purse. "Fine, then I hope you, my ungrateful adopted daughter, won't be crying and begging your husband for money later!"
"I won't!"
With a livid face, Song Yaoyao shoved the money in her hand into Lin Xiaoqin's hand, saying, "All the aunties in the entire residential compound are here, I'm not afraid you'll renege on your debt!"
Ling Huanwu clapped her hands in approval, "That's enough!"
Seeing that Ling Huanwu was determined to win, the aunties shook their heads and left with amusement, some even planning what to buy in the city after winning the money.
Watching the aunties happily walk away, Lin Xiaoqin couldn't help but feel worried. She looked at her and asked sincerely, "Comrade Xiaozi, now that your field is full of this alkaline grass, how are you going to grow vegetables? You don't want to plant the spinach and cabbage you bought in the field and say that you grew them, do you?"
"You really have a vivid imagination; you even came up with this idea."
Ling Huanwu clutched her stomach, amused by the little girl, and couldn't stop laughing.
Qin Jinshen finally managed to pull the hoe blade out of the soil, and when he turned his head, he saw Ling Huanwu standing in the sunlight, smiling brightly and dazzlingly.
That smile, like the first ray of warm sunshine in spring, pierced straight through the clouds and poured down without any obstruction.
It is just like the new buds peeking out from the branches in spring, full of vitality and life.
Her eyes curved into crescent moons, their clear pupils reflecting the vibrant colors of the sky.
Everything around her became a blurred background, but she alone shone brightly in the brilliant sunlight.
Qin Jinshen was stunned. As he stood up, the brand-name fountain pen hidden in his shirt unexpectedly fell into the green grass full of alkali grass.
Ling Huanwu reacted swiftly, instantly spotting the expensive fountain pen in the haystack. She quickly picked it up, her smile vanishing completely, and coldly questioned Qin Jinshen, "Who exactly are you? How do you have such an expensive fountain pen?"
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