Chapter 32: Don’t have time to do it, or do you feed me?


    Zhou Chenglei and Jiang Xia walked side by side in front of Wen Wan.


    Wen Wan looked at the couple thinking about it and walked by with a smile on their faces.


    Jiang Xia actually beat Wu Qizhi up?


    In her previous life, she divorced Zhou Chenglei for Wu Qizhi and was willing to follow Wu Qizhi without any distinction.


    What happened today?


    Could it be that Jiang Xia was also reborn?


    Knowing that Wu Qizhi is a domestic abuser, Jiang Xia did not divorce and stayed in the Zhou family?


    Jiang Xia and Zhou Chenglei do not divorce, so what should she do?


    Jiang Xia saw someone pushing a bicycle in front, dragging a large box behind, covering an old quilt. The man shouted while walking, and rang the ringtone of the bicycle: "It''s selling popsicles! There are popsicles sold!"


    Jiang Xia saw a child pulling her mother over to buy it, and she wanted to eat it, so she turned her head and looked at the people around her: "Do you eat popsicles?"


    Zhou Chenglei glanced at her, didn''t say anything, but walked over and said to the person selling popsicles, "I want a popsicle."


    "Only one cent is left."


    Zhou Chenglei spared one hand and took out a dime.


    The man took the money, took out a popsicle from the wooden foam box and handed it to Zhou Chenglei.


    Zhou Chenglei took it and turned around and handed it to Jiang Xia.


    The popsicle is not packaged, the white one, the appearance and shape match its name very well.


    Jiang Xia took it, lowered her head and took a bite: it was icy, sweet and refreshing.


    The tractor was not far away, and Jiang Xia walked over while eating.


    Zhou Chenglei followed her with a basket and something. When someone approached, he would walk there in advance to protect her and prevent her from being hit.


    Soon the two walked to the tractor, and the tractor''s car bucket was filled with things and could not sit.


    Jiang Xia climbed to the driver''s seat. The tractor had a roof that could cover the sun. She took off her straw hat.


    Zhou Chenglei put the things Jiang Xia bought and then started the tractor.


    Jiang Xia saw him inserting the Z-shaped ignition stick into the slot, pressing the compressor, and shook it hard and quickly for several rounds.


    Then a thick stream of diesel smoke was sprayed out from the nose of the tractor, and the tractor also made a "rumble".


    Zhou Chenglei took off the fire stick, stuffed it under the seat, sat in the driver''s seat, and drove away with a tractor.


    It was only nine o''clock, but the midsummer sun was a little fierce, the grayish-white concrete road was shining in the sun, and the tractor was walking on the road "twist".


    The cool wind was coming towards him. Jiang Xia took a bite of the popsicle and put it in his mouth to let it melt slowly. From the mouth to the stomach, it was cold and sweet all the way...


    Zhou Chenglei asked when he saw her eating with relish, "Is it ice?"


    "Ice! Look at the cold air it is on, and you will know if you want to eat it?" Jiang Xia held the half-eat popsicle to him to show him the air conditioning of the popsicle, and was about to ask, "I want to eat it, then why didn''t you buy one more just now."


    Before he could ask, he quickly took a look at the road conditions, then lowered his head and bit the popsicle in her hand.


    "Well, it''s really ice."


    Ice and sweet.


    “…”


    Jiang Xia looked at the popsicle that was bitten off and then looked at the man who was driving seriously!


    How could he eat this dog man?


    Zhou Chenglei''s mouth raised, and she waited for her to hold the popsicle and struggled for a long time before reminding her: "It''s almost melting."


    At this time, the popsicle was just turning into a drop of water and flowing downwards. Jiang Xia was shocked and quickly put it in her mouth and took a breath.


    Jiang Xia''s body stiffened, but she thought that he had eaten her leftovers twice.


    Forget it, get even!


    Zhou Chenglei raised his lips lightly.


    But Jiang Xia was still embarrassed to eat it again, "I''ll finish it!"


    The tone is fierce.


    "No hands, or are you feeding me?"


    Jiang Xia: “…”


    Jiang Xia wants to throw it away. "Don''t throw it away, mess with ants." The man seemed to see what she was thinking and reminded.


    Just throwing a popsicle on this street may indeed attract a bunch of ants, but can you feed him?


    "If you don''t eat it, it will melt again."


    Jiang Xia glared at him and put the popsicle in his mouth.


    Feel him? impossible!


    When I go out to eat hot pot with my colleagues and friends, some people just pick up the dishes in the hot pot without using public chopsticks, and don’t they also eat other people’s saliva?


    Jiang Xia ate calmly when she thought so.


    Zhou Chenglei''s mouth was raised all the way.


    Jiang Xia asked, "Is there anyone selling newspapers in the town?"


    "have."


    Zhou Chenglei went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy two cigarettes and a bottle of Moutai, and brought a few newspapers out. Then he bought a hand-cranked water pump and a long water pipe, which was tied on the top of the tractor, and then left the town.


    Jiang Xia found that the tractor was not going home, and she didn''t know where Zhou Chenglei was going, so she didn''t ask.


    He bought Moutai and cigarettes, and he should give it to someone.


    Jiang Xia looked down at the newspaper.


    The tractor walked forward "twist" and soon after leaving the town center, there were fields on both sides of the road, and under the blue sky, the rice fields were shiny green.


    Jiang Xia was browsing several newspapers, as if he was looking for some news to read.


    Zhou Chenglei asked, "What are you looking at?"


    "Look for a job and see what you can make money."


    Zhou Chenglei was silent.


    The one she read was the Municipal Daily, so she still wanted to leave?


    Zhou Chenglei only felt that the sweetness of the popsicle just now turned into a bitter mouth.


    Popsicles are made of saccharin, and that''s what it means after eating them, Zhou Chenglei thought to himself.


    Jiang Xia finally found a suitable part-time job to make money, and she put the newspapers on it.


    Zhou Chenglei wanted to ask, but he didn''t dare to ask.


    Jiang Xia said, "I don''t have to go to sea another day. I want to go to the city. Do I have to go to the town to get a car?"


    Zhou Chenglei''s Adam''s apple slid for a moment and said with a little difficulty: "Yes, there are no cars in the village to arrive in the city. I will go with you at that time and accompany you back to see your parents."


    Afraid that she refused, he made an excuse.


    "Okay." Jiang Xia did not refuse. She didn''t even know where the original owner''s door was opened. It was just right that Zhou Chenglei took him back.


    The tractor was walking on the road with dust and noisy again, and the two of them didn''t say anything again.


    The tractor walked for two hours, and it was past eleven o''clock and had not arrived yet. I added fuel once halfway.


    Most of the scenery along the way is fields. In Jiangxia, there were two people in the fields under the scorching sun. One of them held a bamboo pole and swept across the green rice fields with the bamboo pole, raising waves after wave.


    She asked curiously: "Zhou Chenglei, what are they doing in the fields?"


    Zhou Chenglei turned his head and looked at the road conditions after hearing this: "They are driving flowers, which is rice seed production. That rice field is a rice breeding base. The rice is different in height and size of the mother''s rice. Catching flowers can lift the pollen of the father''s body and fall on the mother''s body."


    Jiang Xia understood as soon as he heard this.


    She looked at the rice fields seriously and it was indeed different from ordinary rice fields. The rice was high and low, and the colors were different, just like a green striped shirt.


    Jiang Xia: "It''s too hard to do it at noon. You can''t do it when the sun is not that strong?"


    Zhou Chenglei: "The blooming time of rice is around 12 o''clock noon, and the blooming time is short. You can only hurry up and dry it at noon."


    Jiang Xia sighed: "A good harvest has never been easy."


    Zhou Chenglei didn''t say anything, but he agreed very much in his heart.


    Half an hour passed, the tractor stopped in front of an orchard: "Here."


    Jiang Xia looked at the man beside him, so he had been driving the tractor for so long because she proposed to plant some fruit trees in the yard last night?


    ?About more, wait until my old book is finished~


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    (This chapter ends)