“Jiaojiao!”
Zhao Zhan stepped onto the ground nervously and rubbed his two hands together. “Are you cold? Should we get back to town?”
“It’s a little cold.” Yue Jiaojiao said softly, her body shivering uncontrollably from the cold. “Let’s go to the residence and take a look first. It’s time to make dinner. I’ll just sit in front of the stove to get some warmth.”
“We’ll be leaving now.”
“Go back home safe.”
Yang Lizheng waved his hand.
Zhao Zhan’s wife was so weak. No wonder Zhao Zhan spoiled her so much.
Zhao Zhan had carried Yue Jiaojiao back to the housing estate. When Li Miao saw them, she went up to them in surprise. “why are you guys back at this time? Are you planning to spend the night in the village?”
“It’s okay. We’ll be going back later. We just wanted to take a look at the place today.”
Zhao Zhan said as he placed a small bench not far from the stove chamber to make sure that his lover could feel a little warmer without being affected by the ashes. Only then did he let her sit down.
“Li Miao,” Zhao Zhan said as he looked at the vegetables that Li Miao had already cut and washed. “I’ll make dinner.”
His lover loved to eat his cooking.
How can I do that?” Li Miao refused. “I’m taking your copper coins for this. How can I let you cook?”
“It’s okay just let him do it,” Yue Jiaojiao patted the empty bench beside her, “Let’s talk.”
Li Miao could not say anything to refute Yue Jiaojiao’s words.
That was why people said that Zhao Zhan loved his wife so much. Even now, when she looked at Yue Jiaojiao from time to time, she felt that Yue Jiaojiao was really beautiful, and she was the kind of beauty that made one’s heart ache.
“Jiaojiao, I think your house will be finished in a month,” Li Miao said. “Thanks to you, I can live in a brick house. It’s dark now, so I can’t see clearly. You’ll know when you come over during the day. The house is beautiful.”
“But you didn’t come a few days ago. I saw Zhao Zhan cutting bamboo on the mountain. Did you…”
“Li Miao,” Zhao Zhan, who had been listening attentively, heard this flustered voice. “Were you mistaken? I haven’t been here for the past two days.”
“Did I see it wrongly?” Li Miao squinted her eyes and tried to recall something. “D*mn, I saw you going up the mountain with a machete that day. When you went down the mountain, you had so many bamboo leaves on you. I thought you went to chop bamboo.”
“No, no.” Zhao Zhan was a little relieved to hear her say that. He lowered his head and focused on cooking, trying to avoid her sharp gaze. “I just accidentally fell on the mountain.”
“Is that so? Then I might have been overthinking it.”
Yue Jiaojiao looked at Zhao Zhan’s back with a meaningful gaze.
It was easy to tell from his guilty expression that this guy must have cut the bamboo, but she didn’t know what it was used for.
Could it be that because she had complained two days ago that the teacup was too small to be used to her heart’s content, Zhao Zhan wanted to make her a cup made of bamboo?
However, seeing how nervous he was, Yue Jiaojiao decided not to expose him for the time being.
It was quite boring to ruin the surprise that others had carefully prepared.
After dinner, Yue Jiaojiao realized that everyone had lit up torches around them and were still working.
“Zhao Zhan .. And the others?”
“I don’t know either.” Zhao Zhan looked at the big guy in surprise. “This is the first time I’ve seen them like this.”
“It’s because everyone gets paid so well and gets to eat and drink well, so they feel bad to quit when it’s dark,” Li Miao explained. “That’s why everyone came up with this idea to do this.”