A quick encounter leads to a lifetime of misunderstandings

The salespersons were standing inside, and behind them were rows of cabinets filled with merchandise.

There were a lot of people shopping, and there were queues in many places.

Murong Yan looked at these period things with great curiosity, such as a red hot water bottle with a big flower, a plastic hot water bottle filled with water, an enamel washbasin, a bowl...

Although these things are not as exquisite as modern ones, the quality is really good. Murong Yan originally wanted to come and take a look, but when he came here, he always felt uncomfortable going back without buying something.

After shopping here and there, I ended up buying a lot of things and a lot of fabrics. The clothes in this plane were not fashionable enough for Murong Yan.

However, Murong Hua opened a clothing factory, so she could draw manuscripts and let people in the factory make them. Maybe these manuscripts could make Murong Hua another big profit.

Jiang Zibai helped Murong Yan carry these things. Seeing her happy, he felt very happy too.

After the shopping was over, Murong Yan was a little hungry.

"I'm a little hungry, let's go to a restaurant to eat."

"Okay."

It was lunch time and there were quite a few people inside. The two of them looked around for a long time before finding an empty seat.

The restaurant owner saw the two of them coming in and followed them with his eyes. They were a perfect match. The woman was beautiful and the man was handsome.

Originally, the waiter wanted to come forward to ask them to order, but the boss overran him.

The boss looked like he was addicted to CP, "What dishes do you two want to order?"

Jiang Zibai asked Murong to order, "You decide what you want to eat, I'll do whatever you want."

Boss: Listen, it’s up to you, yes, yes, this man must listen to his wife.

Murong Yan ordered braised pork, fried tofu, vegetarian stir-fried vegetables, steamed fish, tomato and egg soup, and rice.

Jiang Zibai wanted to pay again, but Murong Yan held his hand down, "I'll pay for it this time, and you can pay for it next time."

"No, how can I make the girl pay?"

"If you don't let me pay, I won't eat."

Seeing that she was really angry, Jiang Zibai didn't dare to rob her again. Murong Yan paid the money happily.

Boss: You are rushing to pay the bill. She must not be married yet. You have to hurry up with such a beautiful girl, otherwise you will regret it. By the way, it seems that a nephew of mine who has been abroad is coming back.

Jiang Zibai saw that his boss was still standing aside, and his eyes seemed to be dissatisfied with him, so he reminded him aloud.

"Boss, we've ordered."

"Okay, please wait a moment, the food will be ready soon." But he said it to Murong Yan.

It didn't take long for the food to be ready, and it was the food sent by the boss. "It's good for you two."

"thank you boss."

The people sharing the table with them were a little surprised to see that the two of them ordered so many dishes. Who would be willing to eat like this these days.

But they didn’t say anything, and each ate their own food.

Murong Yan was hungry today and ate more than usual, but in Jiang Zibai's opinion, the portion was still very small. After she stopped her chopsticks, the rest went into Jiang Zibai's stomach. He usually trained intensely, so he ate a lot.

And no one likes to waste food these days, and Jiang Zibai, as a soldier, will not waste it.

After eating, Jiang Zibai sent Murong Yan back home. She invited him to come in and sit, but he was rejected.

……

Early the next morning, Jiang Zibai got up with two dark circles under his eyes.

Yesterday, he was going to his eldest brother's house, but he felt that his heart was in a mess and wanted to take a walk to relax, so he walked back home.

As a result, I was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and my mind was filled with thoughts of Murong Yan.

He realized that he had unwanted thoughts about Murong Yan, so he spent the whole night thinking about what-ifs.

If he confesses his love, will she reject him? Her family's conditions are so good, will her family agree to her marrying him? She is a soldier and has less time to spend with her family. Can she accept it?

The result is that the more I think about it, the more confused I become. I fall asleep slowly in the middle of the night and get up habitually early in the morning.

Mother Jiang got up to make breakfast and saw her son with two dark circles under his eyes, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Jiang Zibai nodded slightly, "Yes." Then he went out for a morning run.

Mother Jiang keenly felt that something was wrong with her son's mood, "What happened in the city yesterday?"

While eating breakfast, Mother Jiang saw that her son was also distracted. She turned around and wanted to wink at Father Jiang, but she only saw a man with his head lowered who was eating porridge seriously.

Feeling depressed for a moment, he kicked him viciously.

Father Jiang: "What's wrong?"

Mother Jiang glared at him but said nothing. She turned to Jiang Zibai and said, "Zibai, the work in the fields is not heavy today. You didn't sleep well yesterday, so just rest at home."

"Mom, I'm fine."

Knowing that Jiang Zibai would definitely refuse, Jiang's mother said, "Then you can chop the firewood at home. There is no need for the whole family to go to the fields."

Jiang Zibai looked at the pile of tree trunks in the yard and nodded, "Okay."

Mother Jiang took Father Jiang out. After walking a little further, she said, "Didn't you notice that something was wrong with your son today?"

"No, isn't it the same thing as being less obedient?"

Mother Jiang became even more angry and walked forward with the hoe, "Why did I fall in love with this piece of wood like you in the first place?"

In the courtyard here

Liu Aimei: "Have you got everything?"

Murong Hua: "Mom, I looked again and got them all."

Liu Aimei: "Yan'er, have you packed up? Let's set off."

Murong Yan: "Mom, here we come."

The family got in the car and set off towards Jiang Zibai's house.

Taking advantage of Murong Yan's last day of sick leave, Liu Aimei and Murong Hua both spared time in the afternoon to come to Jiang Zibai's house to express their gratitude.

Liu Aimei stroked Murong Yan's hair lovingly, "You met him yesterday, you should have taken him home for dinner."

"I invited him to dinner yesterday."

"That's different. You can thank him properly later."

"it is good."

As soon as their car arrived at the entrance of the village, they attracted onlookers. Everyone recognized the family that went to the village chief's house last time, and someone came up to say hello.

"Here we go again, do you remember the way to the village chief's house?"

Murong Hua: "This time we are going to Jiang Zibai's house. Can you help give me directions?"

The villagers were enthusiastic to help. They parked the car not far from Jiang Zibai's house. The road to his house was a bit narrow and could not be driven through.

Although Jiang Zibai was chopping firewood in the yard, his thoughts had already flown to nowhere. Suddenly he heard the sound of a car and thought it was his auditory hallucination. He laughed and shook his head. He really should catch up on his sleep.

The door of Jiang's house was not closed. Murong Yan walked to the door and saw Jiang Zibai chopping firewood in the yard.

It is summer, the weather is hot, Jiang Zibai is only wearing a vest, and his body is covered with thin drops of sweat.

The sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, chin, collarbone, and into his strong chest.

The muscles of the arm holding the ax are graceful, and every muscle is full of strength. The biceps are not too big, but just the right size.