Chapter 11 Going to the heroine’s house for dinner
Zhao Huaizhuo scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a silly smile: "Auntie, my grandma asked me to call you to my house for dinner. My second uncle is back with a partner."
There was a hint of astonishment on Zhao Jingyi's calm face, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Is this why you were so anxious when you knocked on the door just now?"
Zhao Huaizhuo became even more embarrassed and nodded, with a faint blush on his wheat-colored face.
Although Zhao Jingyi didn't quite understand why Mrs. Jiang suddenly asked her to come to her house for dinner, she would not refuse. After all, Zhao Huaizhuo also said that it was his second uncle who brought his partner to the house.
"I understand, I will be there before noon."
Zhao Huaizhuo smiled naively: "Okay, then I'll go back first, my aunt."
Zhao Jing nodded and watched Zhao Huaizhuo leave before closing the door, stretching and rubbing her face to wake herself up.
After returning to the room, I changed my clothes, washed my face and brushed my teeth, ate two eggs and a bottle of milk, washed the dirty clothes I had changed, and took out the quilt to dry.
I didn't see this girl Zhao Xiaozhen coming over today, it seems like she's not finished yet.
After thinking about it, I took the basket and walked to the cellar in the kitchen, and took some potatoes and radishes. I was afraid that it would not be enough, so I took another cabbage.
Suddenly remembering something, I took another cabbage and a few sweet potatoes and came out of the cellar.
He took three more eggs from the space, divided what he just took into two parts, covered the part with the eggs with a cloth, and carried it out the door.
She had not forgotten what Zhao Xiaozhen's family had given her to eat when she first arrived. Meat was not convenient for her to take out, but eggs were fine. Although not as expensive as meat essence, it was enough.
There were no people along the way. Everyone was going to work at this moment, so when Zhao Jing went to Zhao Xiaozhen's house with her things, not many people saw her.
Even if they saw it, it would be okay. Everyone in the village knew how Wang Guihua and his wife treated him.
As soon as I arrived at Zhao Xiaozhen's house, I saw her washing clothes in the yard and knocked on the door.
Zhao Xiaozhen quickly ran over and opened the door. She was very surprised to see Zhao Jingyi.
"Grandma, why are you here? Are you here to play with me?"
Zhao Jing shook her head and nodded again, handed the things in her hand to her and said, "Take the things in and put them away. I'll wait for you outside and give me the basket later."
Zhao Xiaozhen was stunned for a moment and asked: "What is this?"
As he spoke, he reached out and opened the covering cloth. He saw the eggs and some vegetables and grain inside, and quickly pushed them back.
"Auntie, what are you doing? We don't want it."
Zhao Jing looked a little cold and looked at Zhao Xiaozhen with fixed eyes: "I won't dare to ask you to help me if I don't take it."
Zhao Xiaozhen was a little embarrassed and wanted to say something. When she saw Zhao Jingyi's dark eyes, she couldn't say a word and could only walk in with her things.
When Zhao Xiaozhen turned around, Zhao Jingyi raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
She still knows who is really good to her. Although she is not very expressive and has a slow temper, she will remember who is good to her.
Soon Zhao Xiaozhen came out with a basket and looked at Zhao Jingyi a little aggrievedly.
As soon as Zhao Jing took the basket, her tone was a little softer, and she said to her with a hint of coaxing a child: "I'll go to town with you tomorrow. If you have something to do at noon, you don't have to look for me."
Zhao Xiaozhen was instantly happy and nodded hurriedly. A trace of helplessness flashed across Zhao Jing's eyes, she was still a child.
The two said a few more words, and Zhao Jing walked back under Zhao Xiaozhen's reluctant eyes.
After returning home, I checked the time, carried my things, and walked to Mrs. Jiang's house. People in the village on the way were also getting off work one after another.
Whenever I see Zhao Jing walking towards the village carrying something, I will always ask.
He only said that he was going to Mrs. Jiang’s house for dinner, but didn’t say anything else.
Just in front of the heroine's house, under the big tree, people in twos and threes were sitting under the roots of the tree, enjoying the cool air and chatting.
An old lady with a somewhat mean appearance rolled her eyes when she saw Zhao Jing walking towards her carrying something.
Some exaggeration: "Isn't this aunt? Where are you going with your things?"
Others subconsciously looked in the direction the old lady pointed, and they were also confused.
When Zhao Jing got closer, she found that they were all looking at her, their brows furrowed slightly, their steps kept moving, and they were about to walk into the hostess's house.
Who would have thought that this old lady would run up to him and stretch out her hand to grab the thing in her hand, saying, "Auntie, where are you going with this thing?"
Zhao Jing frowned even more tightly, took a few steps back, and said with a touch of indifference in her tone, "Something's wrong."
The old lady didn't reach for Zhao Jingyi's basket, so she couldn't see the contents inside. Her pair of black, wrinkled hands were frozen in mid-air, which looked a little funny.
Immediately, he became unhappy and his voice became sharper: "Auntie, what are you doing? You don't even show me what you are doing. You are so stingy."
When Zhao Jing looked at the old lady in front of her, she couldn't remember whose family she belonged to, so her face darkened: "Why should I let you see my things?"
However, the old lady did not restrain herself. Instead, she acted confidently and put her hands on her waist, ready to argue with Zhao Jing.
Although the others were also curious, they were not as shameless as the old lady. Seeing that something was wrong, they quickly came out to persuade her.
"Auntie, Lao Yang's family, I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious. Auntie, don't be angry." Another old lady came up and pulled the old lady and said with a smile.
Zhao Jing glanced at her lightly, turned around and walked into the hostess's house.
As soon as Zhao Jing walked into the heroine's house, the man called Lao Yang spat on the ground and said viciously: "What the hell."
The old lady who was holding Lao Yang's family let go of her hand and said in a gentle tone: "Lao Yang's family, don't go too far. My aunt is young, but she is the senior one in the village. Who are you?"
, if you dare to talk about your aunt behind your back like this, don’t blame me next time, I will fall out with you.”
After saying that, she snorted coldly, turned around and went back to sit under the big tree. Others also ignored her.
The old Yang family member was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had offended someone by speaking out what was in his heart in anger, so he walked back home with a sullen expression on his face, having no shame in staying here.
On the other side, as soon as Zhao Jing came carrying something, Zhao Huaizhuo looked stunned and did not dare to take it. His feet were a little weak and he shouted to his grandmother who was busy in the kitchen: "Mistress, my aunt is here."
Zhao Huaizhuo looked at Zhao Jing carrying something and reached out, so he simply called his grandma directly. If he reached out to take it, his grandma would definitely beat him, and maybe his father would even fight with his grandma.
So Zhao Jingyi looked at the tall and strong man in front of her, looking at her with a crying and laughing face.
Zhao Jingyi didn't know what Zhao Huaizhuo was thinking. Seeing his strange expression, she hesitated and asked, "Are you okay?"
Zhao Huaizhuo shook his head quickly: "No, it's okay, it's okay, great aunt, please come in."
He didn't dare to say anything was wrong because he was afraid of getting beaten.
Zhao Jing nodded and didn't ask any more questions. When Mrs. Jiang heard her grandson calling, she handed over the work in her hands to her third daughter-in-law and walked out quickly.
"Auntie is here, come quickly, why are you bringing things here on such a hot day?"
Zhao Jing smiled and said: "It should be."
Old Mrs. Jiang didn't say anything. She glared at the dim-witted third grandson who was standing next to her. She didn't know how to lend a hand and asked the old lady to come in and sit down.
Zhao Huaizhuo scratched his head, wondering why his mother was glaring at him, thinking that he would not be beaten tonight.
I sent the contract today, with one more chapter (▽`)