Chapter 97
It takes more than an hour to mark so many bamboos.
Jiang Zhimian didn't like this kind of rework very much.
But helplessly, God insisted on this rain, and she couldn't stop it!
Alright, let's do it again tomorrow.
Depressed in his heart, Jiang Zhimian went back to the house without even eating a few mouthfuls of dinner.
Lying on the bed tossing and turning, listening to the sound of water ticking outside the window of the wooden coffin, he fell asleep just like that.
But after all, she was not at ease, so she woke up before dawn the next day.
Turning over and getting out of bed, I went to the door barefoot to see that the rain had stopped.
Although the ground is still a bit muddy, it is much better than when it rained last night, and walking for work is not a problem.
Hurry back to the house, get dressed, and head straight to Chi Mohan's house.
While it was still early, she went to remark the bamboos.
In this way, when the villagers come to work, they can start working directly and save time for other things.
After rushing over in one breath, he saw Chi Mohan leading Zhuifeng and the little ram out.
Obviously to take them out to graze.
"How did you run like this?" Chi Mohan frowned, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.
Jiang Zhimian took it, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, a blush appeared on his fair and supple face, his cherry lips parted and closed hurriedly, "I'm in a hurry."
"What are you in a hurry for?" Chi Mohan asked again, his brows raised slightly.
Are you in a hurry to see him?
The next moment, the little fox had already rushed to the stove, grabbed a piece of charcoal and came out again, looking unexpectedly cute in a hurry.
"Didn't it rain last night? It must have washed away the marks I made yesterday. I have to make up before everyone gets to work."
After all, he walked into the bamboo forest.
I picked the nearest bamboo, squatted down, and when I was about to draw a mark, I found a black mark on it.
Looking at other suitable bamboos, they also have the same imprint.
It was somewhat similar to what she drew yesterday, but not exactly the same.
Can……
The bamboo with the imprint was exactly the same as the one she picked yesterday.
"Am I dreaming?" Jiang Zhimian reached out to pinch himself suspiciously.
Hiss, it hurts!
This is not a dream.
While wondering, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Chi Mohan next to him. There was a faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and there was a soft light in his deep black eyes.
"Did you draw it?" Jiang Zhimian asked tentatively.
Chi Mohan was very straightforward, "Well, I'm fine when I wake up in the morning, so I'll make it up for you."
He thought about it when it rained last night.
Since the little fox took the trouble to draw a mark, it must be of great use.
If she needs it, it shouldn't disappoint her.
Jiang Zhimian wandered around the bamboo forest again, and the marked bamboo was exactly the same as her yesterday!
Simply divine.
"How do you know this?" Jiang Zhimian opened his mouth wide and asked in surprise.
Chi Mohan's expression was indifferent, he narrowed his eyes and fixed them on her face, "I happened to be watching when you were busy yesterday."
It was so!
Jiang Zhimian couldn't help but kneel down to him.
Is this still a human being? His memory is off the charts.
If she could have such a memory, she would stop being a medical ghost, and go straight to being a lawyer, throwing out dozens of laws and regulations at every turn, scaring everyone to death!
He paused, but his tone was a little lost, "I thought you were looking at me yesterday."
The gaze that followed her yesterday was not at her, but at the bamboo she picked.
It's really a drunkard who doesn't want to drink.
----
Jiang Zhimian: You dare to steal my limelight even if you are mere bamboo, I will chop you all down!
bamboo:? ? ?
Zhuzi: I'm not, I didn't, I was wronged, he was looking at you, I'm just a poor bamboo who came out to blame!
(End of this chapter)
It takes more than an hour to mark so many bamboos.
Jiang Zhimian didn't like this kind of rework very much.
But helplessly, God insisted on this rain, and she couldn't stop it!
Alright, let's do it again tomorrow.
Depressed in his heart, Jiang Zhimian went back to the house without even eating a few mouthfuls of dinner.
Lying on the bed tossing and turning, listening to the sound of water ticking outside the window of the wooden coffin, he fell asleep just like that.
But after all, she was not at ease, so she woke up before dawn the next day.
Turning over and getting out of bed, I went to the door barefoot to see that the rain had stopped.
Although the ground is still a bit muddy, it is much better than when it rained last night, and walking for work is not a problem.
Hurry back to the house, get dressed, and head straight to Chi Mohan's house.
While it was still early, she went to remark the bamboos.
In this way, when the villagers come to work, they can start working directly and save time for other things.
After rushing over in one breath, he saw Chi Mohan leading Zhuifeng and the little ram out.
Obviously to take them out to graze.
"How did you run like this?" Chi Mohan frowned, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.
Jiang Zhimian took it, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, a blush appeared on his fair and supple face, his cherry lips parted and closed hurriedly, "I'm in a hurry."
"What are you in a hurry for?" Chi Mohan asked again, his brows raised slightly.
Are you in a hurry to see him?
The next moment, the little fox had already rushed to the stove, grabbed a piece of charcoal and came out again, looking unexpectedly cute in a hurry.
"Didn't it rain last night? It must have washed away the marks I made yesterday. I have to make up before everyone gets to work."
After all, he walked into the bamboo forest.
I picked the nearest bamboo, squatted down, and when I was about to draw a mark, I found a black mark on it.
Looking at other suitable bamboos, they also have the same imprint.
It was somewhat similar to what she drew yesterday, but not exactly the same.
Can……
The bamboo with the imprint was exactly the same as the one she picked yesterday.
"Am I dreaming?" Jiang Zhimian reached out to pinch himself suspiciously.
Hiss, it hurts!
This is not a dream.
While wondering, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Chi Mohan next to him. There was a faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and there was a soft light in his deep black eyes.
"Did you draw it?" Jiang Zhimian asked tentatively.
Chi Mohan was very straightforward, "Well, I'm fine when I wake up in the morning, so I'll make it up for you."
He thought about it when it rained last night.
Since the little fox took the trouble to draw a mark, it must be of great use.
If she needs it, it shouldn't disappoint her.
Jiang Zhimian wandered around the bamboo forest again, and the marked bamboo was exactly the same as her yesterday!
Simply divine.
"How do you know this?" Jiang Zhimian opened his mouth wide and asked in surprise.
Chi Mohan's expression was indifferent, he narrowed his eyes and fixed them on her face, "I happened to be watching when you were busy yesterday."
It was so!
Jiang Zhimian couldn't help but kneel down to him.
Is this still a human being? His memory is off the charts.
If she could have such a memory, she would stop being a medical ghost, and go straight to being a lawyer, throwing out dozens of laws and regulations at every turn, scaring everyone to death!
He paused, but his tone was a little lost, "I thought you were looking at me yesterday."
The gaze that followed her yesterday was not at her, but at the bamboo she picked.
It's really a drunkard who doesn't want to drink.
----
Jiang Zhimian: You dare to steal my limelight even if you are mere bamboo, I will chop you all down!
bamboo:? ? ?
Zhuzi: I'm not, I didn't, I was wronged, he was looking at you, I'm just a poor bamboo who came out to blame!
(End of this chapter)
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