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Chapter 157 Keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon

As we entered the countryside, the roads were difficult and the car drove very slowly. At 11:30 noon, we arrived at a Hope Primary School in Huayuan Township. According to Editor Liu, the children here could not even drink hot water.

The truck that followed us carried dozens of water dispensers, and Jun's employees went to move them. After making arrangements, they came back and reported to him, saying that they had contacted a water delivery company and would meet weekly.

Send purified water to school.

Jun Changqian and I stood in the sun and saw with our own eyes the children who were not neatly dressed, drinking raw water from the faucet with their mouths open. The weather was cold, and the water from the mountain in the faucet was already freezing cold after passing through the water pipes.

Drinking it this time will definitely have a great impact on the gastrointestinal tract.

Jun Changqian frowned slightly, but there seemed to be nothing more he could do. Looking at the half-year-old child who was in the fifth grade of primary school, Jun Changqian's eyes became distant: "Twenty years ago, I was in South Korea

, I also lived such a life.”

His voice was very soft, as if he was thinking about the distant past. I once heard him say a little bit before, saying that when he was studying abroad when he was young, he had mastered a lot of self-care skills. I remember when he said that, it was

He was cooking for me, and when I asked him when he learned to cook, he talked about something from his childhood. At that time, he seemed to have been in love with a little girl.

Inexplicably, he laughed at his own pettiness. Just now, he thought that his thoughts would not be used on others, but now he was jealous of his old childhood friend.

After leaving Hope Primary School, the bus continued to shuttle through the mountains. At about one o'clock, it stopped in front of a tea farmer's house.

There was a faint fragrance of tea floating in the room, and the woman in the apron of the tea farmer had already cooked several tables of dishes, treating us as the most distinguished guests in the village.

I looked around and saw no children. I heard from Jun Changqian that the children all live in the school. The villages here are spread out widely and there are few schools, so the children who live far away from home must live in the school.

I can't go home until the weekend.

When I think about those children, the oldest one is only twelve or thirteen years old and the youngest one is only six or seven years old. They have to leave home at such a young age. I feel sad when I think about it. I can’t help but rejoice at how lucky I was to be able to save him in the first place.

thing.

During the dinner, people kept coming over to offer tea, and Jun Changqian responded politely one by one. When he heard that some companies wanted to discuss business with him, he would look at me, give me a piece of food with chopsticks, or give him instructions.

Slow down and use it as a rejection.

Over time, those people began to pay attention to me. Some of them knew that the Jun family had adopted a girl and that Jun Changqian kept her with him. They guessed my identity and came to me with tea, saying that she was a girl.

It was rare to see Miss Jun, but I was lucky enough to meet her. She wanted to toast me, which made Jun Changqian quite unhappy. Editor Liu hurriedly came over to smooth things over.

After lunch, Jun Changqian was worried that I would be tired after sitting in the car for too long, so he gave instructions to his subordinates who were accompanying him. Then he saw the tea farmer's wife, who came over not long after and said that the bed was made. If I felt tired,

Take a short rest first.

Jun Changqian said he wanted to accompany me, but the purpose of this trip was for charity. What he said when he saw Editor Liu in the morning was so official. Not going to the other two schools on the way now would be true, so he had to shake his head at him.

.

Jun Changqian ignored that and said that it was not necessarily unsafe for me to be alone in such a countryside, but I would probably feel lonely. After all, the people from the tea farmers spoke the local dialect very fluently, but their Mandarin was not very fluent.

Editor Liu said: "In that case, Mr. Jun will just stay. Seeing that Miss Jun's face is not very good, the next two schools are still more than ten or twenty kilometers away, and they are all mountain roads. What if something happens to Miss Jun?"

The children here will also feel sorry for the situation."

Since Editor Liu said so, I didn't know what to say, so I stayed at the farmhouse.

With the recent development of new rural areas, this farm family can be considered a well-off family in the village. They built a one-story red brick house a few years ago. The tea farmers were very hospitable and allowed us to live in the new house. I shook my head and refused to agree to anything.

We just built a new house, how can we take advantage of it?

Simply next to the red brick house, there is a bungalow. The bungalow is quite clean and comfortable. The owner said that he moved from the bungalow to a new house not long ago. Seeing that I thought the bungalow was good, the tea farmer and his wife rubbed their hands and said, "Then it's just a grievance."

Two distinguished guests."

So I settled down in the bungalow. At first I thought I was just taking a nap, and there was really no need to go to such trouble. But I slept until after four o'clock, and I didn't see Editor Liu's car coming to pick me up, but I heard Jun Changqian's hearty smile.

The sound came from the new house on the other side.

I got out of bed and walked towards them, and saw him talking to the owner about the process of making tea. The fragrance of tea was lingering. One was wearing a brand-name casual shirt, the other was wearing a simple cotton jacket, one was handsome and handsome, and the other was honest and loyal. They were able to talk to each other for a long time.

joyous.

And this man who can chat so sincerely and happily with rough country people is the man I have admired and been with me for nearly twelve years. This situation makes me feel a sense of pride.

"Are you awake? Come and have a cup of Tieguanyin to refresh yourself." Jun Changqian waved to me and said with a smile.

In such a pure atmosphere, his brows relaxed and his face became gentler and kinder.

I didn't care to approach him, but looked out on the road to see if Editor Liu's car would come back. But I heard Jun Changqian say: "No need to look, they are going back to Q City first."

!”

I looked at him in surprise, and Jun Changqian said: "I called you around three o'clock. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't bother you."

What should we do then? Where can we get a car back here?

Jun Changqian calmly said: "Don't be in a hurry to go back, don't you still want to see the stars?"

Did he want to stay here for one night? Did he just happen to be asleep and couldn't bear to wake me up, or did he deliberately mess with the place and have a premeditated plan? I pursed my lips, although on the surface I was slightly unhappy, but

There is a touch of joy in my heart.

In this world, how many people can understand your heart with just one look? How many people care about whether you are truly happy? How can they make you happy? Having such one is already a great blessing in life.

He patted the bamboo chair next to him, specially used a cushion to cushion it, and motioned for me to come and sit on it.

In the mountains in winter, it gets dark early, but around five o'clock, the setting sun has already slipped halfway down, and the lingering halo is coming over. It's not very warm, and it's not very clear. The aroma of tea is particularly strong and fragrant at this moment. This scene is like a painting.

The plots and fragments in the novel or book.

The host sat with her for a while, then got up and said he was going to see if his wife had come back from picking vegetables.

Jun Changqian drank tea and looked at me with a smile on his face: "Girl, do you like such indifference? Huh?"

I bit my lip, he noticed it and still asked me knowingly?

"How about we live in seclusion in the mountains, grow tea, pick and sell tea, grow vegetables with our own hands, and raise a litter of piglets. You go pick vegetables, and my children and I will wait for you at home..." His voice was soft and slow, in the evening

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually drifted away, but it was like a poem or a piece of prose, immersed in my heart, so that when I thought about it many times later, I dare not admit that what he said at that time was just a joke.

The host's wife came back with cabbage. The simplest mustard greens, cauliflower, and cabbage may have been washed in the stream, and the leaves were stained with water drops. The host smiled and said to us: "This is our own land."

It’s grown inside and is completely natural.”

Jun Changqian smiled and nodded, and then he saw the host accompanying his wife into the kitchen. He turned around and said, "Wait a moment, I'll be fine in the evening."

Different from the big fish and meat at noon, dinner seemed much lighter. I don’t know if Jun Changqian had specially told it. There was a big pot of mustard green salted rice, fried vermicelli, vegetarian stir-fried cauliflower, hand-shredded cabbage, and vegetables.

It's not much, but the taste is better than what I've had in a five-star restaurant.

After dinner, I had to help clean up the dishes, so I heard the tea farmer's wife say something. Jun Changqian smiled and nodded, saying yes, yes, with a smile on his face.

He held my hand and said that I would only be of no help, so it would be better to go for a walk with him to eat.

The moonlight crept up quietly, and the stars were not very bright yet. He held me tightly and walked slowly on the dirt road. I couldn't help but look up at him. Before I could ask, Jun Changqian said: "You

Want to know?"

He is indeed a person who has learned the art of mind reading! How did he know what I wanted to ask?

"If you want to know, kiss me." Jun Changqian smiled and lowered his head slightly.

I glared at him, wanting to talk but not talking, and pushing him down if not.

"You, you are getting more and more stingy." He nodded my forehead, showing affection in his helplessness. He caught up with me in a few steps, took my hand and intertwined our fingers, and said slowly: "She said you

She’s a good girl.”

Just like that? Just like that, he nodded happily and said yes, yes? How easily satisfied is he?

"No, what she said was, your wife is such a good girl." Jun Changqian emphasized the word wife specially.

When I heard this, I felt my face burning up. They all misunderstood. No wonder the host only introduced the larger room when he brought us to the bungalow in the afternoon.

He caught up with me again, hugged me from behind, and whispered in my ear: "Girl, you will graduate in half a year."

The closeness at this time made all the cells in my body wake up. The waist wrapped by his hands felt more like being burned with a soldering iron, and the breath in my ears was more like several insects burrowing into it.

It spreads all over the body, and a numbing sensation flows into the limbs and bones.

It's really worthless. This kind of contact made me react like this. I bit my lip and wanted to push him away. But at this time, he no longer was as cautious as when he went out during the day. Instead, he hugged me tightly and lowered his head.

He murmured in a low voice: "When I go back, I'll go find Lawyer Lu."

What are you doing with him? Then I heard him say again: "Uncle Zhong will be very happy when we return to City S after you graduate."

He described everything so beautifully that I gradually sank, stopped struggling, and fell into his arms. I looked up at the moon, which had already broken through the clouds.


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