The relatives of the Du family are very satisfied with the Zhao family. When the other people in the brigade still lived in mud and stone houses, the Zhao family had already built a brick house. The house was spacious and bright, and had four or five rooms. Except for Zhao Daqiu and his wife, each of the other children is in a room, and no one needs to be squeezed.
Zhao Nan himself is also good enough. The young man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, other peers were still idle, he left home thousands of miles to join the army. Now, his childhood companions are digging food in the ground one by one, but he has a high military rank. I heard that with his allowance alone, it is not a problem to support a family. More importantly, when he gets married, he is still eligible to have his family accompany the army. Just this. How many people in the family are also jealous of being a soldier
After leaving the Zhao family, several women said that Wang Tonghua was lucky to have such a good daughter as Du Baoqin.
Wang Tonghua's face was flushed when she heard it. How could anyone have flattered her like this before talking to the Zhao family? No matter if they say these words now, whether they are sincere or fake, she feels comfortable when she hears them.
Back home, Wang Tonghua mobilized the whole family to clean Du's house inside and out, including the front yard and the rabbit cage, and only waited for the Zhao family to come to see the next day.
After breakfast the next day, she felt uneasy and began to recheck every corner of the house.
In the stove, Jiang Rui burned two pots at the same time, one of which was slowly frying melon seeds over a low fire, and the other smothered with brown sugar and jujube tea, in preparation for waiting for a while.
After frying the melon seeds, don't rush them, spread them out in the pot, and let them cool down slowly. A slightly burnt scent filled the whole kitchen. In the past, Du Baozhen had been waiting beside her for a long time, but now she was nowhere to be seen.
Jiang Rui was a little puzzled, but she only thought about it that way.
As soon as she stepped into the main room, she heard Du Baozhen and Wang Tonghua arguing in the room. She listened to it, and it turned out that Wang Tonghua felt that Du Baozhen's desk was not clean enough and needed to clean it again, but Du Baozhen would not let her move.
Jiang Rui knew the reason why she didn't move—there was a letter from Han Wenke in the desk drawer.
Seeing that the quarrel between the two of them was getting louder and louder, Jiang Rui pushed open the door and went in, "Mom, there are Baozhen's review materials on the table, we can't understand, if we clean up for her, it may become more and more chaotic, but To delay her study, let her do it herself."
"You think I love to touch her things! A girl's house, the room is in a mess, what is it like? When the Zhao family sees it, they think our family didn't teach their daughter well!" Wang Tonghua's chest heaved and he said angrily.
Du Baozhen pinched her neck, anxious and guilty, so she said something indifferent, "Zhao family Zhao family, Zhao family every day! Don't their family have some money, and it's not the emperor, why are you so rushing to serve? !"
"Baozhen!" Jiang Rui stopped her, "how do you talk to Mom?" She stopped Wang Tonghua, who was about to speak, "Mom, I will persuade Baozhen to clean up, don't worry. The melon seeds and tea are all ready, Mom. Go and see if the taste is good, if it's not good enough, I'll adjust the seasoning before the guests come."
In the end, it was more important to be in the pot. Wang Tonghua glared at Du Baozhen, suppressed her anger and went to the kitchen.
Jiang Rui closed the door, glanced at Du Baozhen, and said, "Just close the book on the bright side. The guests will come later. Even if you don't want to, you can't be too rude. Always do it on the surface."
Du Baozhen stood for a while, no more stubbornness, and obeyed obediently.
Jiang Rui changed into clean clothes, untied her hair again, and re-combed two braids. A hand suddenly stretched out from the side, with a small hairpin in the palm of it.
She raised her head, Du Baozhen stood beside her with her mouth puffed up, and when she saw Jiang Rui didn't take the hairpin away, she said awkwardly, "Sister, I didn't mean you just now, and I didn't mean anything else."
"I know." Jiang Rui nodded, and added, "Don't do this next time, there are better solutions for things, why do you have to make trouble. You were impatient for a while and said unpleasant things, but you were happy at the time, but later Don't you want to regret it?"
Du Baozhen bowed his head sullenly and did not speak.
Jiang Rui didn't say much, and instead picked up the small hairpin and looked at the light, "It's pretty, where did it come from?"
"I, one of my classmates gave it to me. She has relatives in the city. She bought it for her, and she gave it to me. Sister, you must look good wearing it."
Jiang Rui said with a smile: "If you are so pink and tender, you should wear it better than mine. Sit down and I will comb your hair for you. The guests will come later. If you really don't want to see it, just go out and show your face. Mom. If you love face, let's coax her to be happy, and don't let her lose face in front of others."
She is skilled, and she also tied two braids to Du Baozhen, and the small hairpin was pinned to the end of the braid.
It didn't take long for the Zhao family and relatives to come to the door, and the Du family came out to meet the guests.
Zhao Nan also came. As soon as Jiang Rui saw him enter the door, his gaze passed through the Du family, and he quickly found her.
She quietly smiled at him, but he immediately turned his eyes away.
Jiang Rui served tea to each guest, and then went to the stove with a blushing face amid the jokes of the crowd.
When no one saw her, she sat on the bench, resting her cheeks in one hand and holding a small stick in the other, casually poking the ashes that were still warm in the stove.
It suddenly became dark in front of me, and when I looked up, someone was standing at the door of the kitchen, blocking the light.
Jiang Rui smiled, "Guess what I was thinking just now?"
Zhao Nan approached slowly, Jiang Rui patted the other bench beside him, he hesitated for a while before sitting down.
The tall and big body was aggrieved and shrunk on the small bench. Because the two stools were close together, there was almost no gap between his legs and Jiang Rui's legs. , his whole body was rigid.
Before waiting for an answer, Jiang Rui touched his knee with her knee and said a little dissatisfied: "Why are you ignoring people?"
Zhao Nan stretched straighter, put his hands on his knees, stood up straight, and looked straight ahead. Those who didn't know it thought he was standing in a military posture. It took him a while to hear him say, "I can't guess."
Jiang Rui pursed her cheeks, "I was wondering if you would come to me, and if you did, how long would you have to wait?"
Zhao Nan turned his head and looked at her profile: "Wait for a long time?"
"It didn't take long, but I buried two sweet potatoes in the stove. If you come later, the sweet potatoes are overcooked and turned into charcoal, so you can't eat them." She dipped a wooden stick in the ashes a few times, Two dark roasted sweet potatoes came out, which were still very hot and had to cool for a while.
"By the way, do you still remember Baozhen?" she asked casually.
Zhao Nan nodded, seeing that she wanted to reach for the sweet potato, but because it was too hot, she didn't dare to go, so she picked up one, turned it around her fingertips, waited for her fingers to get used to the temperature, and then slowly peeled off the hard black shell.
The dark and hard roasted sweet potatoes have a sweet heart of yellow, orange and orange. Jiang Rui took a sip of the sweet taste, and then continued: "You saved Baozhen at the beginning, but the two families are now talking about it, it should be you and her. marriage."
Her tone was clear and light, as if she was saying that the weather was good today, but Zhao Nan almost crushed the sweet potato when he heard it. He looked at Jiang Rui, and Jiang Rui looked intently at the sweet potato in his hand.
He was a bit at a loss, wondering what she meant by this, or not? Gradually, because he was at a loss, he began to feel annoyed, annoyed that he was not as smart as Zhao Bei, and he was not as good at coaxing people into happiness.
"Why didn't you peel it?" Jiang Rui asked suspiciously when he saw that he suddenly stopped.
Zhao Nan continued the movements in his hands, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Mom mentioned this, but I don't agree."
Jiang Rui held her chin and nodded, "I know, Aunt Zhang told my mother that she had met many girls before, but you didn't agree with any of them, but you agreed to meet me. After I found out, I felt a little small. Vanity."
Zhao Nan couldn't help but look at her again. Seeing her eyebrows and eyes curled up, the corners of her mouth curled up a little involuntarily.
Jiang Rui turned around, "Why did you stare at Baozhen just now?"
Zhao Nan made a move, and was about to shake his head when Jiang Rui continued, "I saw it all. You glanced at everyone at first, and then you just glanced at her. What are you looking at her for?"
Zhao Nan was silent for a while, then asked honestly, "Do you like the flowers on her hair?"
"Flowers? Oh...you mean hairpins."
"Do you like it?" Zhao Nan nodded and asked again.
Jiang Rui understood what he meant, and two pear vortexes slowly emerged from the corners of her mouth. She didn't answer him, but said, "In the morning, Baozhen was going to lend me her hairpin, but I didn't want it, it was It was given to me by someone she likes, and if I want to wear it, I will also wear it from someone I like."
The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment, Zhao Nan spoke, a little hurriedly, "Go buy it tomorrow."
Jiang Rui covered her mouth and laughed, "Tomorrow will be New Year's Eve, where are you going to buy it? I'm joking with you. It doesn't have to be a hairpin, if it's someone I like, even if he gives it... um... "She looked around in the stove, as if she was looking for an analogy, and finally her eyes fell on the sweet potato that Zhao Nan had peeled.
Zhao Nan kept his head down and did not speak, but he peeled off both sweet potatoes, and until the Zhao family left, his auricles were still red, but fortunately, it was not very obvious on his face, so no one could see it.