Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 285 I will marry you when I come back from Nanshan

Brother Zhenkai was a little taken aback, he hadn't heard anything outside the window these days, so he really didn't know about He Ping's going to leave.

"Then what about the publication of this series of books?"

"Don't worry, I'll let Liang Yuejin follow up. I've made an agreement with Sister Wang Fu before. She will contact us about the distribution. If there is any problem after I get there, you can contact me in time. I."

After hearing He Ping's arrangement, Brother Zhenkai was relieved.

"I really didn't expect that you would go so far away to open a chicken farm."

"It's a laying hen breeding base." He Ping emphasized.

They have all entered the Special Economic Zone, and it is too degrading to call it a chicken farm, which is obviously a breeding base for laying hens.

"Yes, the laying hen breeding base."

Brother Zhenkai was too lazy to talk to this kind of person who smelled of copper all over his body, and continued to immerse himself in the compilation of the manuscript.

Seeing Brother Zhenkai's willingness to act, He Ping wondered if he was too black-hearted.

Forget it, don't think about it, after all, I also spent money.

After Aunt Qiufen finished dinner, she served a bowl for the old lady at home. Since this year, the old lady's health has been getting worse day by day, and she can't even lay the ground.

After the old lady had finished eating, the three boys in the family had also finished eating. Aunt Qiufen sat at the dining table and began to eat.

The two youngest sons ran out after eating, but the eldest son, Han Zhaolin, did not leave.

Seeing her son staring at her, Aunt Qiufen asked, "What's the matter?"

Han Zhaolin nodded, and said hesitantly, "Mom..."

"Just tell me if you have something to do, don't chatter about it, I have to pack my luggage at night." Aunt Qiufen said as she pawed at the meal.

Aunt Qiufen has been a model worker in the chicken farm for two consecutive years, and He Ping must take him with her, along with Uncle Wei Guo and Han Zhaolin.

"I want to visit Sister Dalian's house."

Han Zhaolin's speech was very short, and Aunt Qiufen didn't speak after listening.After a long while, she took a mouthful of rice, "You are an adult now, you can make up your own mind about this matter."

After Aunt Qiufen finished speaking, she continued to bury her head in her meal and ignored her son.

Han Zhaolin knew the agreement between the two adults since he was a child. He grew up with Song Dalian, and he regarded her as his own wife in his heart.

After his father passed away, Song Baishun's family lost contact with his own family, and Han Zhaolin felt a little unhappy.Later, when he heard that Song Baishun's daughter-in-law introduced Song Dalian to Zhang Luo, he felt even more uncomfortable.

But at that time, his father passed away two years ago, and there was an old woman and three and a half children in the family, all relying on his mother to work alone, Han Zhaolin didn't have the heart to think about these things at all.

Thanks to He Ping's blessing, the dividends from the chicken farm made their family live a good life, and Han Zhaolin's heart was revived again.

He hates the snobbery of Song Baishun and his wife, but he likes Song Dalian more.When he was very young, the adults in the family and the people around him would talk about his baby for fun, so he had already identified Song Dalian as his daughter-in-law in his heart.

Seeing that his mother did not object, Han Zhaolin went out and rode his bicycle to Kezhai.

When he arrived at Kezhai, he found someone of the same age he knew in the team and asked him to help call Song Dalian.

At this time, Song Dalian was washing the dishes at home, and when she heard someone in the team calling her for something, she went out.

It was dark in late autumn in the Northeast, not far away, Song Dalian could only vaguely see a person standing under the willow tree in front of her house.

"What's the matter?"

The visitor didn't make a sound, Song Dalian took a few more steps forward, and vaguely saw the outline of the visitor's face, and an expression of surprise appeared on his face immediately.

Song Dalian called softly, "Zhaolin!"

"sister!"

Song Dalian is one year older than Han Zhaolin, and he has called her that since he was a child.

"Why did you come here?"

Han Zhaolin looked at her, "I'll come to see you. The team is going to Nanshan to open the game. They choose me to follow. It may take a year or so."

After Han Zhaolin finished speaking, he looked at Song Dalian quietly, his burning eyes in the dark made Song Dalian's cheeks feel hot, "It's going to take so long!"

"Ok!"

The wind in late autumn was not warm, but it made Han Zhaolin's heart extremely hot.

Seeing him staring straight at her, Song Dalian didn't speak, "Is the third wife and aunt all right?"

"It's all good." Han Zhaolin said something, but his eyes didn't change at all.

Through the deep night, Song Dalian could feel the aggression in his eyes.

The two were silent for a long time, and Song Dalian said, "I have to go back, or my mother will have to summon me."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

Han Zhaolin didn't hesitate anymore, rushed up to her in two steps, and hugged her tightly.

The hot masculine breath suddenly surrounded Song Dalian, making her a little suffocated.

She pushed Han Zhaolin hard, but his arms were tightly bound by him, and there was no possibility of breaking free.

After a few seconds, she saw that Han Zhaolin hadn't made any further movements, so she stopped struggling.

Han Zhaolin greedily inhaled the fragrance of her hair, desperately suppressing his desire.

The excessively close combination made the body temperature of both of them rise a bit.

"Da Lian, what are you doing? You haven't come back for so long?" An elderly female voice came from the courtyard.

Song Dalian was afraid that her mother would discover the two of them, so she hurriedly wanted to separate. Han Zhaolin was also a little guilty and didn't dare to use force, so Song Dalian pushed them away.

The moment the two eyes met, it bounced off like an electric shock.

Han Zhaolin felt a little regretful when he heard the footsteps coming from the courtyard more and more clearly. Then he made up his mind and rushed over to bite Song Dalian's face. Before Song Dalian could react, he turned and ran away.

His voice came from the wind, "Sister, wait for me, I will marry you when I come back from Nanshan."

A day passed quickly, and after He Ping had arranged everything at home, he went to the pig farm and chicken farm again.

The team members gathered in front of the chicken farm one after another, and He Ping explained to Han Zhaojun about the chicken farm.

"I'll leave it to you here, take good care of Xiaozhuer."

"Brother He Ping, don't worry."

Professor Guo Wenxing came to see He Ping and the others off. He Ping glanced at Aunt Qiufen and joked with Guo Wenxing: "Professor Guo, how are you doing? Did you regret it later?"

Many people in the team can tell that Professor Guo treats Aunt Qiufen unusually, but he knows that Aunt Qiufen and Uncle Wei Guo are a couple, and he has never expressed his thoughts in this regard.

"Less, let my old man make fun of it."

Aunt Qiufen looked exactly like his deceased wife, so he would often look at Aunt Qiufen in a daze. There were many gossips in the team, but Guo Wenxing thought he was upright and sat upright, and never bothered to explain.

Mao Chunhua looked at his boyfriend's rambunctious appearance who never forgot to joke before he left, and wanted to give him a "gentle touch".

But before he could act, he was held in He Ping's arms.

"It was agreed that we would get married this year, but this time we have to wait another year." He Ping said softly to Mao Chunhua.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Mao Chunhua put his head on He Ping's chest and said softly.

"Wait for me, I will marry you when I come back from Nanshan."

(End of this chapter)