"I'm not squeezing you, I'm educating you. In the past, you were not just going to school or working, and you were a special type of work. You had semi-military management. There were instructors and political commissars who were engaged in ideological work. They had too few voices and facts. Apart from political correctness, they did not care about the truth or the falsehood. If you wait for yourself to read slowly and think about these things slowly, it would be a long time to say that you would never understand, but it would be a long time. I'm not trying to take you to see more, learn more, and quickly let you understand my thoughts. We can quarrel less in the future, don't you think?"

When he saw Jiang Zhuyi was anxious again, Hong Tao had to coax him. This time he was not fooling him. He really thought so. This was not about transforming Jiang Zhuyi. Hong Tao was very unhappy that the two of them had to adapt to whom they were together. They lost their own love, and marriage had no meaning to him. What he wanted was a living partner, not a slave who would obey. Two people could have different opinions and different pursuits together, but it was best to have a more comprehensive understanding of the world, which would save a lot of trouble.

"This is just a special situation. As long as these situations are reflected, the government will not ignore them!" Jiang Zhuyi is still resisting. It is difficult to directly change the fundamental concepts of adults. They will instinctively resist. Even if they have realized that there is a problem with their previous views, they will not change immediately. This is human nature, everyone is the same.

"Oh, it's been so much for so many years. The situations of dozens or hundreds of villages in this area are special. I said to Inspector Jiang, your heart is so broad. Don't forget that it is only more than 100 kilometers away from the capital. If you count according to the distance, do you think the farther you are in the place, the more special situations you have? Don't think so much. We are here to play this time. We don't have to take care of national affairs. We will eat some walnuts and hazelnuts first. These are all fresh mountain products this year and we can't eat them in the city."

When a person is fighting to the death, either you will continue to attack and completely defeat her, or you will slow down first and give her some face. Hong Tao chose the latter. Jiang Zhuyi is not his enemy, so why are he so desperately squeezing? He just wants her to look at more things, not to brainwash her.

"...I won't eat!" Jiang Zhuyi pouted, staring at her eyes and was still angry. Because there was still a seat opposite the table, Mr. Feng couldn't lose his temper, but he felt uncomfortable holding this anger, so he could only spread it on Hong Tao. But he just started to do it. Can't beat him or pinch him? I pinched your thighs under the table and told you to talk to me!

"Come on... I've tried the yellow cake, the girl hasn't eaten it?" Hong Tao was very lucky. As soon as Jiang Zhuyi's hand touched his thigh, Aunt Feng walked in from the outer room with two big bowls, and put a bowl in front of each of them.

"... rice cake?" There was a piece of yellow thing in the big bowl, which looked a bit sticky, like rice cake.

"It's almost the same, it's also sticky. Hey, don't eat it now. You can't eat it for free, you have to just pickle it up. Come on, pickle potatoes and cabbage, learn from me." Hong Tao smiled strangely. He had obviously eaten this thing, and was a little waiting to see Jiang Zhuyi's unlucky attempt.

"...astring..." Jiang Zhuyi imitated Hong Tao to put the stewed vegetables in the large bowl, soup and water into his bowl, then picked up a small piece of rice cake with chopsticks, and put them in his mouth with the dishes. The thing in his mouth was very sticky and difficult to chew. When he first started chewing, he was fine, but the more he could chew the more he chewed his eyebrows, the more he frowned, and finally he couldn't help it.

"Don't chew it hard. Just chew it a few times and swallow it whole with the taste of the vegetables and soup, so that it won't be astringent. Look, like me." Hong Tao also grinned, but the speed was much faster than Jiang Zhuyi. When he heard the woman's complaint, he picked up another chopstick to demonstrate. He chewed a large piece of yellow cake three or four times, then stretched out his neck to swallow it.

This meal is probably the most painful meal that Jiang Zhuyi has eaten in his life. The dishes are a little simple, but the taste is fine, but the yellow cake is really hard to swallow. You say you don’t chew it, just swallow it. People who have never eaten it like this will find it difficult to get used to it. Chew it a few more times, it will be astringent taste of a mouth. What’s even more annoying is Hong Tao. He doesn’t cover up for himself at all, let alone eat it for himself. He just watched himself stuff it down in small mouthfuls.

"Take this pot to the outer room and eat with Xier. Mr. Feng and I have a few sips... What are you looking at? Go!" After finally stuffing a bowl of cake, two pots of fragrant firewood pots, yam stewed sand chicken were also brought up. At this time, Hong Tao spoke again, and wanted Jiang Zhuyi to go to the outer room to eat. It was so natural, just like Jiang Zhuyi was already his wife, and she was still the kind of young wife who was angry.

"...Wait, I can't spare you!" Jiang Zhuyi had a bad temper, but she was really good at Hong Tao. She could even resist being treated like this and not turn against her face directly, and even gave Hong Tao face. But when she got off the kang, she muttered in a low voice behind Hong Tao's head, saying it with gritted teeth.

After a few minutes, Jiang Zhuyi no longer hated Hong Tao. Instead, he felt that he looked very unfair on the surface. Sometimes it was not too much to say a bastard, but he was a very cunning kindness in his bones. He did not deliberately pretend to be the kind of man in front of outsiders, nor did he torture himself, but wanted to let himself serve the meat for the girl Xier. Because there were only Mr. Feng, Mrs. Feng and Hong Tao on the kang in the inner room, three people were eating sand chicken. The girl Xier was sitting alone in front of the stove in the outer room, dragging her cheeks and staring at Luhuo in a daze.

Referring to boys over girls! Even if Jiang Zhuyi is stupid, she understands why Xier doesn't go to the inner room to eat meat together. If a girl of her age is her parents' heartfelt treasures in the city, let alone eat chicken, she has to endure it even if she bites her parents' bites, but she can't even have a table here. If Hong Tao hadn't come out with a basin of chicken, she would have to wait for the two of them to leave and eat some leftovers.

"Let's go, let's go to our house to eat, no matter them..." Jiang Zhuyi looked at this big girl and became more pitiful. The floral top actually had patches. What era is this? A big girl is still wearing patches. She can't stand it, as a woman.

"My mother will call me..." Miss Xier was a little bit receptive and didn't dare to be too familiar with Jiang Zhuyi.

"What are you afraid of! Let me tell you! Auntie, I'll ask Xier to take me back to the house to clean up my clothes..." Jiang Zhuyi stuffed the basin of chicken into Xier's arms, went back to the inner room and picked up his backpack and greeted Xier's mother. When she was about to leave the house, she glared at Hong Tao again, but there was no hatred in this look.

With Mr. Feng’s two houses at the bottom, Jiang Zhuyi was not so surprised when he saw the new house of Feng’s son. He said it was a new house, but in fact, there was no big difference between him and his parents’ old house. It was nothing more than the bricks laid on the floor, and there was a chest of drawers and a large wardrobe in the room. The walls were no longer covered with newspapers, and the four whites fell to the ground. Maybe the stove had just started to burn, and the room was still a little cold. Jiang Zhuyi pulled Xier and didn’t enter the inner room, but sat in front of the stove and started chatting while roasting the fire.

"How old are you this year?"

"19, I'm a horse..." After eating the sand chicken, Miss Xier was a little more courageous. When she spoke, she even looked at Jiang Zhuyi with her eyes.

"I am five years older than you, and I am the Ox. If you call him brother, then I am your sister... Come and try this dress. I forgot to bring you a gift. Don't think I've worn it. In fact, I just wore it once." The more Jiang Zhuyi looked at the girl, the more she wanted to do something, but there was nothing else in her bag except some very personal things. So, let's just put away her red down jacket first, which is much better than the patched floral cotton coat Xier wore.

"I don't dare... I have a down jacket, which was bought by my brother from the city, and it was also red... We have a lot of soil here, so it's hard to wear, so I only wear it when I go out..." Miss Xier didn't expect that the first sister or sister-in-law who met came up and gave her something. She pushed it back in a hurry and found a reason that sounded quite good to refuse.
Chapter completed!