Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

next door?

I don't know if he was too sensitive, or Meng Zezhi's hint was too obvious, Ye Jingzhou breathed heavily, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Meng Zezhi.

But he didn't want the other party to look away, and his tone couldn't be calmer: "By the way, Secretary Ye, is there anything you don't like or need to avoid?"

Ye Jingzhou realized that he probably thought too much.

He tightened his lips as if laughing at himself, too, how could there be so many people like him in this world.

What's more, this person is old and...well, he can't be called ugly, Ye Jingzhou took a look at Meng Zezhi, the most important thing is that he even has a grandson...

Ye Jingzhou stabilized his mind: "I can eat anything, you don't need to prepare it specially."

"Hmm." Meng Zezhi just asked casually. He knew that this person had a picky mouth, loved sweets, and didn't eat onions, chrysanthemum chrysanthemums, or internal organs...

Ye Jingzhou stayed in the Lin family just like that.

Shrimp fried in sauce, steamed yellow croaker, white-cut chicken, stir-fried shredded potatoes, corn ribs soup...

I have never heard that his father can cook. After the Lin family looked at each other in blank dismay, they silently picked up their job bowls. Anyway, some food is good, so what are you thinking about so much.

Meng Zezhi picked up a chopstick of fried shrimp in sauce and put it into Ye Jingzhou's bowl: "Secretary Ye, don't be too restrained, just treat this place as your own home."

Ye Jingzhou couldn't help but look at Meng Zezhi more, always feeling that there was an unknown meaning in the other'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: "Boss daughter-in-law, is the hot water ready?"

"It's ready." The eldest daughter-in-law quickly stood up from the stove: "Father, I'll call you."

As she spoke, she reached out and lifted the lid of the pot.

"Yes." Meng Zezhi ordered: "Call more, and I'll send it to Secretary Ye."

"it is 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've brought you hot water."

"Trouble Comrade Lin." Ye Jingzhou reached out to take the bucket, turned around and entered the room, only to find that Meng Zezhi was still there.

Meng Zezhi leaned against the door frame with no eyesight, took out the cigarette stick from his back, and puffed: "Listening to Secretary Ye's accent, he doesn't look like a native of Hu Province."

"Well, I'm from the capital."

For no reason, Ye Jingzhou felt a little uncomfortable, but he was not easy to drive people away.

He slowly took a wooden basin from under the table and poured water into it.

The water is well mixed and the temperature is just right.

"The capital—" Meng Zezhi watched as Ye Jingzhou took off his shoes and socks, and dipped his feet into the hot water.

Ye Jingzhou's feet are just like his own, moderately fat and thin, with well-proportioned lines, like steamed buns just out of the cage, the most attractive.

He half-closed his eyes, and his gaze had already put him to sleep through the white feet in the water.

"When I have a chance, I must go to the capital to take a look."

"Hmm." 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 him.

"By the way," Meng Zezhi asked casually, "How long has Secretary Ye been in Qi County?"

"Three years."

"Have you been alone all this time?"

Ye Jingzhou paused when he heard the words. He always felt that Meng Ze knew that this meant something, so he couldn't help but curled his toes tightly: "Yeah."

"Then go to bed early, I'll go back to my room first."

Having got the answer he wanted, Meng Zezhi was satisfied, he stood up straight, and he reckoned that if he didn't leave, the water in Ye Jingzhou's basin would be completely cold.

"Yeah." Ye Jingzhou's tense nerves relaxed.

Then, as if he thought of something, he looked at the empty door, his mind tumbling.

Secretary Ye, who has always been calm, self-restraining and dignified, sometimes submissive and at a loss.

He pursed the corners of his lips with a complicated expression.

The next day, the nursery base delivered all the kelp seedlings, and the whole Linjia Village became busy.

Women and children are responsible for clamping the kelp seedlings to the seedling ropes, and men are responsible for transporting the divided kelp seedlings to the breeding base.

Kelp is a cold-water seaweed with relatively high planting requirements. It is suitable for growing in deep-sea areas with high flow rates. The kelp seedlings provided by the nursery base are new high-yield varieties cultivated by the country. Seedlings are raised in June and July every year, and they are divided in November. The seedlings can be harvested in June next year.

Because it was the first time to plant kelp, I had no experience, and the county didn't dare to take too many steps at once, so I only set a planting area of ​​[-] mu, and invited two experts to guide the planting.

Two hours later, the fishing boat arrived at the breeding base.

"No, the hanging is too shallow. Put it down a little more. Remember, the seedling rope must be hung at a depth of about one meter."

The whole boat started to move, and even Ye Jingzhou rolled up his sleeves to help.

It has been three hours since the whole boat of seedling ropes was hung on the breeding raft.

"Drink some water!" Meng Zezhi took an enamel water cup, rinsed it, and poured Ye Jingzhou a glass of water.

"Thank you." Ye Jingzhou took the water glass and took a big gulp.

"Tired?" Meng Zezhi took back the water glass and handed over the towel in his hand.

"Fortunately."

In the middle of wiping his face, Ye Jingzhou realized who he was talking to.

He tensed his spine instantly.

Fortunately, someone rescued him in time.

"Suihan, didn't you say that you will never go to sea again? Why are you on the boat again?" The man sat on the bow of the boat and asked casually.

Meng Zezhi responded in a distant voice: "Isn't it boring to stay at home?"

"You, you have been working hard all your life, and you can't be idle..."

"No."

……

Ye Jingzhou felt that Meng Zezhi was clearly targeting him.

Realizing this, his spine, which had been relaxed a little, tightened again.

He quietly took a step to the right, wanting to stay away from Meng Zezhi.

After dealing with the villagers, Meng Zezhi came back to his senses. Out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see this scene. He frowned slightly, and hooked the little finger of his right hand hanging by his side.

The next moment, Ye Jingzhou's foot slipped, and before he could react, he had already rushed forward.

Meng Zezhi saw the right moment and grabbed it with both hands.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

The strong male hormone rushed to his face, and the hard muscles on the man's body made him flustered.

Ye Jingzhou's brain froze immediately.

Meng Zezhi took the opportunity to touch his waist twice, and then let him go calmly: "How old is Secretary Ye?"

"Two, 28." Ye Jingzhou replied unconsciously.

"Almost." Meng Zezhi said slowly.

Ye Jingzhou raised his head suddenly, thinking a few things.

On the way back, neither of them spoke again.

After casually eating dinner and returning to the room, Ye Jingzhou buried himself under the blanket, all he could think about was the scene of him lying in Meng Zezhi's arms.

I don't know how long it took before he finally calmed down, and then there was a burst of astonishment, he must have been dazed, tossing and turning because of an old man he had only known for two days.

He tried to hypnotize himself. The other party even had a grandson, and the cucumber was already dirty.

The other party is 42, and the cucumber may be beaten.

other side……

Ye Jingzhou thought about it, and a strong sense of drowsiness welled up in his heart. He covered his mouth and yawned, then curled up under the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

This is what Meng Zezhi saw when he opened the door and came in with hot water.

Ye Jing looked like a pampered master on Monday. He probably didn't do much tiring work since he was a child. If he didn't handle it well, he would suffer tomorrow.

Meng Zezhi closed the door of the room in resignation, went to the bed, and fished him out of the bed.

Ye Jingzhou was in a daze, couldn't help frowning, hugged the pillow and refused to let go.

Meng Zezhi coaxed: "Wipe your body and then sleep, it will be soon."

"En." Ye Jingzhou let go of his hand.

This trust comes from the depths of the soul.

Because it is winter, although Linjiacun is close to the sea, the temperature at night is still a bit low. Meng Zezhi didn't dare to delay too long, wiped people clean carefully, and helped with a full set of massage. After reading it, there was nothing he shouldn't have seen, and then he changed into clean clothes and covered the quilt with endless enthusiasm.

"Good night." He kissed Ye Jingzhou on the brow, took the dirty clothes he changed from aside, picked up the bucket, and left.