Chapter 698 Emotional Problems
He knew very well that Aunt Du loved these young people the most, and as long as he explained the reason clearly, the old lady would agree readily.
"besides,"
Wang Jianguo's eyes swept over He Yushui's collar which was soaked with sweat.
"You are good friends with Shen Chunhua, so ask her for help. Remake the bed in the west room, clean the windows, and clean the eight-immortal table in the main room."
Thinking that Yang Xiaohua was a nurse from the provincial capital, he added:
“Find some wild flowers and put them in a vase and place them on the table. It will look festive.”
He Yushui nodded seriously and tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears:
"Brother Jianguo, rest assured, I will make sure to clean the house neatly!"
She was about to turn around when Wang Jianguo stopped her.
"etc!"
Wang Jianguo took out a wrinkled handkerchief from his pocket, which contained a few dimes.
"Go to Lao Zhang's house at the entrance of the village to buy some brown sugar and noodles, and cook a bowl of sugar-water poached eggs for the guests in the evening."
He stuffed the money into He Yushui's hand and gave her some worried instructions.
"Ride slowly on the road, don't fall."
After explaining all this, Wang Jianguo strode towards the bicycle parked under the locust tree. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the handlebars, casting a warm glow.
He got on the bike, pushed hard with his feet, and the wheels rolled up the gravel on the roadside.
The wind whistled past his ears, and he seemed to have seen the captain's tanned face and Yang Xiaohua's timid smile.
“We must make them feel the warmth of home.”
Wang Jianguo said silently in his heart. The bicycle bell rang crisply, startling the sparrows on the treetops, and rushed all the way to the supply and marketing cooperative.
Behind her, He Yushui also quickened her pace and ran towards the village, her skirt blown high by the wind.
The fire from the brick kiln illuminated half the sky red, as if cheering for this reunion.
The dusk slowly spread over the brick factory like melted caramel. He Yushui looked at Wang Jianguo's back as he rode away on his bike. The sound of the wheels rolling over gravel gradually dissipated in the evening breeze.
His dark blue work clothes glowed softly in the setting sun, and his back was straight, as if he carried some kind of unshakable strength.
Cheng Erhua looked at the gradually shrinking figure and couldn't help but sigh.
He casually put the tools that Wang Jianguo had stuffed into his hands on his shoulders, turned around and said to the two people beside him:
"Look at my brother Jianguo. He is handsome, smart, and meticulous. Last time the kiln broke down, if he hadn't checked it overnight, our production this month would have been in jeopardy."
He paused, and his eyes glanced at He Yushui intentionally or unintentionally.
"It's hard to find such a good man in this area, and I don't know which girl is so lucky."
He Yushui's fingers unconsciously tugged at the corner of her clothes, and the blue cloth shirt was dyed a light orange by the setting sun. She could feel her cheeks getting hot, and her heartbeat was about to burst through her chest.
In order to hide her panic, she bent down to pick up a broken brick at her feet and said in a deliberately scolding tone:
"You just make fun of me! Tell me, what did you mention about me just now? Are you making up something bad about me again?"
Her voice trembled slightly, but she pretended to be fierce.
Liu Erzhu immediately raised his hands with a flattering smile on his face:
"How dare we, Sister Yushui! Even if eight of us had the guts, we wouldn't dare say anything bad about you!"
He took a few steps closer, a sly gleam in his eyes.
"To be honest, we were just asking Brother Jianguo whether he likes someone who is capable and aggressive like you, or someone who is gentle and lovely like Comrade Yang Xiaohua."
After saying this, he and Cheng Erhua exchanged a knowing look, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but rise.
He Yushui's face suddenly turned red all the way to her ears, and even her neck was flushed.
She stood up and threw the broken bricks hard, and the dust flew in the sunset:
"Not serious!"
She turned around to leave, but was stopped by Liu Erzhu.
"Hey, Sister Yushui, don't go!"
Liu Erzhu stood in front of her with a playful smile.
"Aren't you curious about what Brother Jianguo said?"
"I don't want to know!"
He Yushui said this, but her steps stopped. She looked down at her muddy cloth shoes, and her heart was beating like a little rabbit.
The wind from the brick factory blew across the bricks that were drying in the sun, making a slight rustling sound. In the distance, the sound of gongs signaling the end of work for the production team echoed in the twilight.
Cheng Erhua decided to stop while he was ahead and patted Liu Erzhu on the shoulder:
"Okay, stop teasing Sister Yushui."
He turned to look at He Yushui, and his tone became serious:
"But seriously, Sister Yushui, you and Brother Jianguo are both practical people. If..."
"Shut up!"
He Yushui interrupted him and stamped her feet.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tell my aunt and let her punish you!"
After saying that, she turned and walked away, her ponytail swaying from side to side with her steps.
She heard the two young men's uncontrollable laughter behind her, but she didn't dare to look back, for fear that someone would notice her hot cheeks and the uncontrollable smile on her lips.
The sunset glow in the sky became increasingly intense, stretching her shadow very long, interweaving with the shadow of the brick factory, as if foreshadowing that a beautiful story was quietly beginning.
He Yushui's fingers gripping the bicycle handlebars suddenly tightened. The cool touch of the metal penetrated through her palms, but it couldn't suppress the heat rising in her heart.
The evening breeze blew up the strands of hair at her temples, sweeping across her flushed cheeks. She turned her head away pretending not to care, but her voice trembled unconsciously:
"Then...how did Brother Jianguo answer?"
Cheng Erhua and Liu Erzhu looked at each other and exchanged a knowing look.
In the twilight of the brick factory, Cheng Erhua leaned against the brick pile, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and said with some certainty:
"Although Brother Jianguo didn't say it explicitly, can't you see it? Last time you had a fever, he went to town in the middle of the night in the rain to buy medicine."
"Last time you hurt your back while lifting heavy objects, he sent you hot plasters every day..."
He counted on his fingers, and Liu Erzhu nodded repeatedly beside him.
"We brothers can all see clearly that you definitely have a place in Jianguo's heart!"
He Yushui's eyelashes trembled violently, and memories came flooding back like a tide.
The tenderness hidden in the details now turns into hot needles, piercing my heart again and again.
But in a flash, she thought of the girls trapped in the space - the cold and aloof Su Yao, who always came up with new ideas.
The cute and lively Lin Xiaotang plays the pipa very well; and the extremely intelligent Shen Jing can always come up with ideas at critical moments.
Each of them is radiant and has their own unique qualities.
She looked down at her rough palms, with dirt from the brick factory still stained between her nails.
Compared with those girls who shine like stars, I am just an ordinary weed in the field.