Chen Erlaizi whispered softly in her ear: "Yanzi, I miss you so much."
He is already an old hand in dealing with women, and he knows how to manipulate women with ease.
Soon, Zhang Yan was coaxed into the warehouse behind the kitchen.
Not long after, faint sounds were heard from the kitchen.
Old Mrs. Chen turned over the half-dried pig grass and saw that the person inside was not on a business trip, so she quietly lay on the door and eavesdropped.
Hearing the voice inside, he smiled and walked away.
She secretly praised her son for being so capable and succeeding so quickly.
She would have to make some delicious food later to nourish them so that they could give her a grandson soon.
She was thinking about what to eat when she saw a group of children coming towards her.
Jiang Baige and Chen Jiaojiao delivered pig feed twice at the threshing ground today. When they came back, they just delivered the pig feed to the pig farm.
When Old Lady Chen saw them coming, she shouted loudly, "Aren't you going back for lunch? Why are you here now? I've already locked the door."
Her voice was a little loud, and many people nearby could hear it.
Chen Jiaojiao said, "Grandma, my mother told us to bring all the pig grass we cut this morning over here and spread it out to dry."
Old Lady Chen said, "Is that so? Then you can put it here. I'll take care of it."
There were five people in Chen Jiaojiao's group, and Li Xiaobao was also in the crowd.
Hearing that she wanted to help, Li Xiaobao happily put his backpack on the embankment to take a break.
"Grandma, please carry me first! I'm dying of exhaustion."
Li Xiaobao was badly beaten by Chen Jiaojiao and the others today. Their backpack was filled to the brim in the threshing ground.
He stumbled and fell several times along the way.
Old Lady Chen nodded and said, "Hey, put them all here. I'll help you carry them later."
The place where they met was less than a hundred meters away from the pig farm.
Jiang Baige didn't understand why the old lady was so enthusiastic today.
Besides, it’s only a few steps away from here, so it’s better for them not to owe others any favors.
Jiang Baige led the way to the pig farm. "Auntie, we don't need your help. We can still carry it."
Jiang Baige has a big mouth and took the lead as she spoke.
Chen Jiaojiao, Xiaohua and the others also followed.
Old Mrs. Chen was afraid that these girls would ruin her son's good fortune, so she picked up Li Xiaobao's pig feed and quickly walked to the front.
"I'm telling you little girls, I'm trying to help you out of good intentions, but you're still unwilling to help."
When they arrived at the pig farm, Old Lady Chen threw the backpack to the ground with a bang.
He shouted: "All of you, lie down on the ground! I will dry it myself, otherwise you will dry it unevenly."
"Okay, okay, you can just leave the pig grass here and go back."
Jiang Baige frowned and glanced at Old Lady Chen, not understanding what was wrong with her today. She was not like this usually.
Another raised eyebrow, but this was also good, at least she didn't say anything irritating today.
Pour out the pig grass, Jiang Baige said politely.
"Thank you for your help, Auntie. We still have some pig grass in the big field. Aunt Zhou said she's drying some over there. Remember to collect it when the time comes."
The pig grass they cut was sent to the threshing ground, and was basically collected by the pig-feeding ladies.
Zhou Xiuying is a kind person. Every time these children come back, she asks them to help bring some things over first, and then the rest will be carried by the aunties themselves.
In the warehouse behind the kitchen, Chen Erlaizi and Zhang Yan were hugging each other with their clothes half taken off.
Hearing the noise outside, Chen Erlaizi stopped moving in fright.
If their current situation were to be known by outsiders, they would be subject to severe criticism.
In the past few years, the two of them were having an affair without any mediation and were about to be drowned.
When Zhang Yan heard the noise outside, she became even more frightened.
The voice outside was soft and weak, and it was immediately obvious that it was Jiang Zhiqing's voice.
If she found out and she told them when she went to the educated youth center, how would she still have the nerve to stay there?
Fortunately, after a while, the noise outside disappeared, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Old Lady Chen watched the girls leave, then walked over to the door and said, "They've all left! I'm going home too. We'll be back for dinner together later."
When Chen Erlaizi heard his mother say that the person had left, his face lit up with joy and he kissed Zhang Yan on the neck.
"Swallow, can we get married? It would be bad if we were caught doing this secretly."
Zhang Yan silently endured his actions and did not answer his questions.
When she left home, her mother told her not to marry anyone here, not even an educated youth, let alone a country man like Chen Erlaizi who was ten years older than her. That was even more impossible.
He said perfunctorily: "I'm still young! It will take at least two years for us to get married. Let's talk about it later!"
"But you have to keep our affairs a secret, otherwise I will stop associating with you."
Zhang Yan also figured it out. On the one hand, she wanted to keep Chen Erlaizi hanging first.
As long as she lives a better life here, what does it matter if she sleeps with him a few times?
I heard from her sister that as long as the two of them turned off the lights, no one could tell that she had been with someone else.
She has made up her mind now. The living conditions of the Chen family are much better than those of the educated youth.
Of course she didn't want to marry Chen Erlaizi, but she could also use their presence to live a good life here. When her family helped her find a job, she would leave. After she returned, no one would know about her affairs here.
When the time comes, I will go back, find a man in the city to marry, and live a good life with him.
Zhang Yan thought so in her heart, but her body was very happy being served by Chen Erlaizi.
No one from the pig farm came at noon, and there were bursts of ambiguous sounds coming from the warehouse.
When Jiang Baige returned home, there was a series of banging sounds in the kitchen, as if something had fallen to the floor.
I hurried to the kitchen and asked, "Grandma Meng, what's wrong?"
Grandma Meng kicked the stool just now and almost fell down, and the pot in her hand fell to the ground.
Hearing Jiang Baige coming back, he sighed and said, "My hand is not convenient. I have no hands to hold on to things if I fall."
"Little girl, it's very hot in the summer. When are you going to take the plaster off my hand?"
"Come and see, you've got prickly heat."
Jiang Baige came behind the stove and picked up the pot on the ground.
"It takes a hundred days for a broken bone to heal, and it's only been a month. Just bear with it for a few more days, and then we'll go to the county town to remove it."
Grandma Meng muttered, "Come and take a look. My arm is swollen and painful. I want to scratch it but I can't."
Jiang Baige really didn't care about this. She looked carefully and found that the arm was swollen.
She peeled off the skin on her swollen wrist and saw that the plaster was red and swollen. She wasn't sure if it was prickly heat or an allergy.
She said distressedly: "Grandma Meng, why didn't you tell me earlier, does it hurt?"
Her arm was now red and swollen, and it looked scary, but luckily she couldn't see what was going on.
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