next door
I don't know if he was too sensitive or if Meng Zezhi's hint was too obvious, Ye Jingzhou took a short breath and turned his head to look at Meng Zezhi subconsciously.
But he didn't want the other party to look away, his tone couldn't be calmer: "By the way, Secretary Ye, is there anything you don't like or need to avoid?"
Ye Jingzhou reacted, probably because he thought too much.
He pursed his lips in a self-deprecating manner, too, there are so many people like him in this world.
What's more, this man is old and... Well, he can't be called ugly, Ye Jingzhou glanced at Meng Zezhi more, the most important thing is that he even has a grandson...
Ye Jingzhou stabilized his mind: "I can eat anything, you don't have to prepare it."
"Yeah." Meng Zezhi asked casually. He knew that this man's mouth was pouting, and he liked sweets, not onions, chrysanthemums, or internal organs...
Ye Jingzhou just stayed at Lin's house.
Sautéed Shrimp, Steamed Yellow Croaker, Boiled Chicken, Fried Shredded Potatoes, Corn Pork Rib Soup…
I had never heard of his father being able to cook. After the Lin family looked at each other in dismay, they silently took up their jobs. Anyway, it would be good to eat some food, so why do you think so much.
Meng Zezhi put a chopstick and fried shrimp into Ye Jingzhou's bowl: "Secretary Ye, don't be too restrictive, just treat this place as your own home."
Ye Jingzhou couldn't help but glance at Meng Zezhi, always feeling that there was an unknown meaning in the other party's words.
He coughed lightly, "Thank you."
With Ye Jingzhou around, the Lin family ate a lot more politely.
After dinner, Meng Zezhi counted the time and went to the kitchen: "Eldest daughter-in-law, is the hot water ready?"
"It's done." The eldest daughter-in-law quickly stood up from the stove: "Father, I'll call you."
Saying that, she reached out and lifted the lid of the pot.
"Well." Meng Zezhi ordered: "Call more and I'll send it to Secretary Ye."
"good."
"dong dong dong..."
In the room, Ye Jingzhou was checking the ledger when he heard a knock on the door, he quickly got off the kang and opened the door: "Comrade Lin."
Meng Zezhi handed him the bucket: "Secretary Ye, I have brought you hot water."
"Trouble Comrade Lin." Ye Jingzhou stretched out his hand to take the bucket, turned and entered the room, only to find that Meng Zezhi was still there.
Meng Zezhi leaned on the door frame blindly, took out a cigarette stick from his back waist, and puffed in the clouds: "Listen to Secretary Ye's accent, it doesn't look like a native of Hu province."
"Well, I'm from the capital."
For no reason, Ye Jingzhou was a little uncomfortable, but he was not good at chasing people.
He slowly took a wooden basin from under the table and poured water into it.
The water is mixed and the temperature is just right.
"The capital—" Meng Zezhi watched Ye Jingzhou take off his shoes and socks and put his feet into the hot water.
Ye Jingzhou's feet are just like his people, moderately fat and thin, with well-proportioned lines, like a bun that has just come out of the cage, which is the most attractive.
He half-squinted his eyes, his eyes had already slept through the white feet in the water.
"When I have a chance, I must go to the capital to have a look."
"Yeah." Ye Jingzhou became more and more uncomfortable. He was trying to distinguish whether Meng Zezhi was looking at the ground or his feet, but he didn't even have the courage to look at the other side.
"By the way," Meng Zezhi asked casually, "How long has Secretary Ye been in Qixian?"
"Three years."
"Have you always been alone?"
Ye Jingzhou paused when he heard the words, always feeling that Meng Zezhi meant something, he couldn't help but clenched his toes: "Well."
"Then you should rest early, I'll go back to the room first."
After getting the answer he wanted, Meng Zezhi was satisfied. He stood up straight. He figured that if he didn't leave again, the water in Ye Jingzhou's foot basin would be completely cold.
"En." Ye Jingzhou's tense nerves loosened.
Then, as if thinking of something, he looked at the empty door, and his mind rolled.
Ye Shushu, who has always been calm and self-controlled, has some moments of complacency and at a loss.
He pursed the corners of his lips, his expression complicated.
The next day, the seedling base sent all the kelp seedlings, and the whole Linjia Village was busy.
Women and children are responsible for clamping the kelp seedlings on the seedling rope, and men are responsible for transporting the divided kelp seedlings to the breeding base.
Kelp is a cold-water seaweed with high planting requirements and is suitable for growing in deep-sea areas with high flow velocity. The kelp seedlings provided by the nursery base are new high-yield varieties cultivated by the state. Seedlings can be harvested in June next year.
Because it is the first time to plant kelp, I have no experience, and the county does not dare to take too many steps at one time, so only 300 mu of planting area has been set, and two experts have been specially invited to guide the planting.
Two hours later, the fishing boat arrived at the breeding base.
"No, it's too shallow to hang. Put it down a little bit. Remember, the seedling rope must be hung at a depth of about one meter."
The whole boat moved, and even Ye Jingzhou rolled up his sleeves to help.
It has been three hours since the whole boat of seedling ropes were hung on the breeding raft.
"Drink some water!" Meng Zezhi took an enamel water cup, rinsed it, and poured a glass of water for Ye Jingzhou.
"Thank you." Ye Jingzhou took the glass and took a sip.
"Are you tired?" Meng Zezhi took back the water cup and handed over the towel in his hand.
"It's not bad."
Halfway through wiping his face, Ye Jingzhou realized who he was talking to.
His spine tensed instantly.
Fortunately, someone rescued him in time.
"Suihan, didn't you say you won't go to sea in the future, why did you get on the boat again?" The man sat on the bow and asked casually.
Meng Zezhi replied in a distant voice, "Isn't it boring to stay at home?"
"You, you are a lifetime of toil and life, and you can't afford to be idle..."
"No."
…
Ye Jingzhou felt that Meng Zezhi was clearly coming for him.
Realizing this, his spine, which had been relaxed a little, tightened again.
He quietly took a step to the right, trying to stay away from Meng Zezhi.
After dealing with the villagers, Meng Zezhi came back to his senses. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of this scene. He raised his brows slightly, and hooked the little finger of his right hand hanging by his side.
The next moment, Ye Jingzhou slipped, and before he could react, the whole person jumped forward.
Meng Zezhi saw the opportunity and caught it with both hands.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
The strong male hormones rushed towards his face, and he was flustered by the rigid muscles on the man's body.
Ye Jingzhou's brain immediately crashed.
Meng Zezhi took the opportunity to touch his waist twice, and then calmly let him go: "How old is Secretary Ye this year?"
"Two, twenty-eight." Ye Jingzhou replied unconsciously.
"Almost." Meng Zezhi said slowly.
Ye Jingzhou raised his head suddenly, with a few meanings.
On the way back, neither of them spoke again.
After eating dinner indiscriminately, and returning to the room, Ye Jingzhou buried himself under the covers, thinking about the scene where he was lying in Meng Zezhi's arms.
I don't know how long it took, he finally calmed down, and then there was a burst of stunned, he must be stunned, tossing and turning for an old man who had only known each other for two days.
He tried to hypnotize himself, but the other party even had a grandson, and the cucumber was already dirty.
The other party is forty-two, and the cucumbers may be beaten.
other side…
Ye Jingzhou thought about it, a strong sense of drowsiness came to his heart, he covered his mouth and yawned, then shrank into the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.
This is what Meng Zezhi saw when he pushed the door and came in with hot water.
Ye Jing looks like a pampered master on Monday. It is estimated that he has not done much hard work since he was a child. If this is not handled well, he will suffer tomorrow.
Meng Ze knew (beauty) ordered (Zizi) to shut the door, walked to the bed, and fished the person out of the bed.
Ye Jingzhou was confused, couldn't help frowning, hugged the pillow and refused to let go.
Meng Zezhi coaxed: "Wipe your body and then go back to sleep, it will be very soon."
"Yeah." Ye Jingzhou released his hand.
This trust comes from the depths of the soul.
Because it was winter, although Linjia Village was close to the sea, the temperature at night was still a little low. Meng Zezhi didn't dare to delay for too long. After reading it, there is nothing that shouldn't be seen, and this is the reason why people change into clean clothes and cover the quilt.
"Good night." He kissed Ye Jingzhou's brow, took the dirty clothes changed from the side, picked up the bucket, and left.