The next day.
Qin Jingru came over early in the morning, wanting to heat up the rabbit and pheasant from the previous night for Luo Song.
“No, a few steamed buns are enough for breakfast.
Too much oil and I won’t have an appetite,” Luo Song objected.
Qin Jingru nodded, “Alright, then I’ll pack the rabbit and chicken in a jar, and you can take them back to town to eat.” “No need to take them.
I told you, these things are all for you.
The uneaten steamed buns are the same; I won’t take any with me,” Luo Song replied, shaking his head.
After several rounds of negotiation, Qin Jingru gave in and stopped insisting.
After breakfast, Luo Song took his bicycle to the yard and tied two baskets to the back.
Qin Jingru wanted to see him to the main road, but Luo Song said, “Don’t bother.
It’s not like you’re never coming back.
I’m going to the countryside again in a few days, and we’ll see each other again soon.” “Let me tell you something else,” he said. New chapters come out on g.com first.
“There’s still a lot of wheat flour and cornmeal left next to my rice bin.
If you’re hungry, you can come over and cook some.
I’ll bring some more next time I go to the countryside.” Qin Jingru bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, and said, “I don’t care, I’m going to see you to the roadside.” “Don’t worry about me going hungry.
This morning, I heard from the people in our team that the commune’s relief grain will be distributed by the end of this month at the latest.” “As long as the relief grain comes, we won’t have to worry about going hungry this year.
You can rest assured.” Luo Song said, “There are still about ten days until the end of the month.
You’re my woman.
What’s wrong with eating your man’s food?
You don’t have to force yourself.” Qin Jingru thought for a moment and nodded, “Okay.” “That’s more like it!” Luo Song nodded with a smile, locking the doors to the main room and kitchen.
Turning around, he picked Qin Jingru up, placed her on the bicycle, adjusted the frame, and pushed the bike towards the main road.
“How long until you can go back to the countryside?” Qin Jingru couldn’t help but ask on the way.
Luo Song pondered for a moment, then shook his head.
After a while, Qin Jingru suddenly asked, “By the way, what did Liang Laosan and Liang Ladi want last night?” “Nothing much.
Liang Ladi works at a factory that’s a subsidiary of our steel rolling mill, so Uncle San came over to give me a few instructions, asking me to look after her if I had the chance,” Luo Song explained.
Hearing this, Qin Jingru pouted and said, “What’s wrong with Liang Laosan?
He’s so stubborn!” “Liang Ladi is a widow.
What’s the point of you, an unmarried young man, getting entangled with her?” “Brother Song, you mustn’t listen to Liang Laosan.
Getting involved with a widow isn’t good for your reputation!” Luo Song smiled and nodded, “Okay, I’ll listen to you.
I won’t get involved with Liang Ladi.” Qin Jingru’s mood immediately improved.
She sat on the bicycle, humming a song, swinging her legs back and forth.
Seeing her lively personality, Luo Song’s mood also improved.
Soon, the two reached the main road.
When the bicycle stopped, Qin Jingru proactively opened her arms and said sweetly, “Brother Song, I want you to carry me.” “Okay, okay, I’ll carry you now…”