Hands are full, or will you feed me?

Zhou Chenglei and Jiang Xia walked past Wen Wan side by side.

Wen Wan thoughtfully watched the couple walk past with smiles on their faces.

Jiang Xia actually beat Wu Qizhi up? In her previous life, she divorced Zhou Chenglei for Wu Qizhi's sake, willing to follow Wu Qizhi without any status.

What's going on today?

Could it be that Jiang Xia was also reborn?

Knowing that Wu Qizhi is a domestic abuser, that's why Jiang Xia didn't get a divorce and stayed in the Zhou family all along? If Jiang Xia and Zhou Chenglei don't divorce, what will she do? Jiang Xia saw someone pushing a bicycle in front, with a large box dragged behind, covered with an old cotton quilt. The person walked and shouted, also ringing the bicycle bell: "Ice pops for sale! Ice pops for sale!"

Seeing a child pulling their mother to go buy one, Jiang Xia also wanted to eat one, turning her head to look at the person beside her: "Do you want an ice pop?"

Zhou Chenglei glanced at her, didn't say anything, but walked over and said to the ice pop vendor: "I want an ice pop."

"Only one jiao a piece left."

Zhou Chenglei freed up a hand and took out one jiao.

The vendor took the money and took out an ice pop from the wooden-embedded foam box and handed it to Zhou Chenglei.

Zhou Chenglei took it, turned around, and handed it to Jiang Xia.

The ice pop had no packaging, was white, and its appearance and shape matched its name very well.

Jiang Xia took it, lowered her head, and gently took a bite: icy, sweet, and refreshing.

The tractor was not far away, Jiang Xia walked over while eating.

Zhou Chenglei followed her with the hand basket and other things, and when someone approached, he would walk to that side in advance to protect her, preventing her from being bumped into.

Soon the two arrived at the tractor. The tractor's carriage was already full of things, making it impossible to sit.

Jiang Xia climbed onto the seat next to the driver's seat. The tractor had a roof, which could block the sun, and she took off her straw hat.

Zhou Chenglei put away the things Jiang Xia bought, and then went to start the tractor.

Jiang Xia saw him holding the Z-shaped fire stick, inserting it into the slot, pressing the compressor, and shaking it hard and quickly for a few circles.

Then the tractor's engine spewed out a thick diesel smoke, and the tractor also made a "rumbling" sound.

Zhou Chenglei took off the fire stick, stuffed it under the seat, sat in the driver's seat, and drove the tractor away.

It was only a little after nine o'clock, but the summer sun was a bit fierce. The gray-white cement road shone in the sun, and the tractor "puttered" along the road.

Facing the cool wind, Jiang Xia took a bite of the ice pop and held it in her mouth to let it melt slowly, from her mouth to her stomach, all the way icy, all the way sweet...

Seeing her eating with relish, Zhou Chenglei asked: "Is it cold?"

"Cold! You see the cool air it's emitting, you know it's cold, do you want to eat it?" Jiang Xia held the half-eaten ice pop in front of him to show him the cold air the ice pop was emitting, and was about to ask, 'If you wanted to eat, why didn't you buy another one just now?'

Before she could ask, she saw him quickly glance at the road conditions, then lower his head and take a bite of the ice pop in her hand.

"Yeah, it's really cold."

Icy and sweet.

"..."

Jiang Xia looked at the ice pop that had been bitten off, and then glanced at the man who was driving seriously!

This dog of a man, how did he start eating it?

Zhou Chenglei's lips curled up, and after she held the ice pop in tangled thoughts for a long time, he reminded: "It's melting fast."

At this time, the ice pop happened to melt into a drop of water and flow down, Jiang Xia was startled and quickly put it in her mouth and sucked it in.

Jiang Xia's body stiffened, but thinking that he had eaten her leftovers twice already.

Forget it, we're even! The corners of Zhou Chenglei's mouth lifted slightly.

But Jiang Xia was still embarrassed to eat it again, "You finish it!"

Her tone was fierce.

"My hands are busy, or will you feed me?"

Jiang Xia: "..."

Jiang Xia wanted to throw it away.

"Don't throw it, it'll attract ants." The man seemed to see her thoughts and reminded her.

Throwing an ice cream stick on the street could indeed attract a bunch of ants, but feed it to him? "It'll melt if you don't eat it soon."

Jiang Xia glared at him and put the ice cream in her mouth anyway.

Feed him? No way!

When going out for hot pot with colleagues and friends, some people use their own chopsticks to pick up food directly from the pot, isn't that the same as eating someone else's saliva? Thinking like this, Jiang Xia ate it without any qualms.

Zhou Chenglei's lips curved upwards all the way.

Jiang Xia asked, "Are there any newspaper vendors in the town?"

"Yes."

Zhou Chenglei went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy two cartons of cigarettes and a bottle of Moutai, and also brought out several newspapers. Then, he went to buy a hand-operated Water Pump and a long water pipe, which he fastened to the top of the tractor before leaving the town.

Jiang Xia noticed that the tractor wasn't heading back home, and she didn't know where Zhou Chenglei was going, but she didn't ask.

He bought Moutai and cigarettes, so he must be giving them as gifts.

Jiang Xia lowered her head to read the newspapers.

The tractor "putt-putted" forward, and not long after leaving the town center, the roadsides were filled with fields. Under the clear blue sky, the rice paddies were a bright green.

Jiang Xia browsed through the newspapers, as if looking for some news.

Zhou Chenglei asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Looking for a job, seeing if there's anything I can do to earn money."

Zhou Chenglei was silent.

The one she was reading was the City Daily, so she still wanted to leave? Zhou Chenglei only felt that the sweetness of the ice cream he had just eaten had turned into bitterness.

The ice cream was made with saccharin, so it's like this after eating it, Zhou Chenglei thought.

Jiang Xia finally found a suitable part-time job to earn money, and she put away the newspaper.

Zhou Chenglei wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to.

Jiang Xia said, "I want to go to the city sometime when you don't have to go out to sea. Do I have to go to the town to catch a bus to the city?"

Zhou Chenglei's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said with some difficulty, "Yes, there's no bus from the village to the city. I'll go with you then, and I can take you back to see your parents."

Afraid that she would refuse, he made an excuse.

"Okay." Jiang Xia didn't refuse. She didn't even know where the original owner's house was, so it would be good to have Zhou Chenglei take her back.

The tractor drove on the road, kicking up dust and making a lot of noise, so the two of them didn't speak anymore.

The tractor drove for two hours, and it was already past eleven o'clock, but they still hadn't arrived. They even refueled once along the way.

Most of the scenery along the way was fields. Jiang Xia saw two people in the fields under the scorching sun. One person was holding one end of a bamboo pole, using it to sweep across the green rice paddies, creating waves.

She asked curiously, "Zhou Chenglei, what are they doing in the fields?"

Zhou Chenglei turned his head to take a look when he heard this, then turned back to look at the road conditions: "They are driving the flowering, which is rice seed production. That rice paddy is a rice breeding base. The paternal and maternal rice plants are different heights, and driving the flowering can raise the pollen of the paternal plant and fall on the maternal plant."

Jiang Xia understood when she heard this.

She carefully looked at the rice paddy, and it was indeed different from ordinary rice paddies. The rice plants were of different heights and colors, like green striped shirts.

Jiang Xia: "It's the middle of the day, it's too hard. Can't they do it when the sun isn't so strong?"

Zhou Chenglei: "The flowering time of rice is two hours around twelve o'clock at noon. The flowering time is short, so driving the flowering can only be done in the middle of the day to seize the time."

Jiang Xia sighed: "Harvests are never easy."

Zhou Chenglei didn't speak, but he agreed in his heart.

After another half an hour, the tractor stopped in front of an orchard: "We're here."

Jiang Xia looked at the man beside her, so he drove the tractor for so long because of her suggestion last night to plant some fruit trees in the yard?

Regarding more updates, that will have to wait until my old book is finished.