D*mn It, Who Wants To Be With A Love Rival?

5

With earthy faces, they returned to the mountain village in the evening. Now it’s better, they don’t have to cook dinner, it saves trouble!

The two people sat around the table, relatively silent for a while. Ji Congzhe slammed the table and said angrily, "If I had known earlier, I should have brought that bag of sugar back. At least I could make some sugar water to drink at night."

Lin Zhen remained silent.

Ji Congzhe scratched his head, "Let's go up the mountain to dig some wild vegetables while it's still dark."

Lin Zhen looked at him, "Do you know wild vegetables?"

"...Then what do you think we should do?"

Lin Zhen got up and walked to the stove . Next to it, there was a cabinet besides the stove. He opened the cabinet door and searched up and down.

Ji Congzhe followed and took a look. The cupboard was empty, not even the aftertaste of the food was left, and there was only half a can of lard left in the small earthen pot.

Lin Zhen turned around and asked him, "Can lard be eaten raw?"

Ji Congzhe stretched out his fingers suspiciously, dug out a small lump and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ugh - vomit -"

Ji Congzhe patted his chest to calm down. "I can eat it, but it's a waste of my stomach."

Lin Zhen "..."

It got dark early at the end of November, the autumn wind rustled, and the lights in the house were dim. Swaying gently, it was supposed to be a warm dinner time, but now it seemed particularly sad.

The two of them were melancholy when there was a knock on the door suddenly. Lin Zhen walked over to open the door, only to see the old couple of the Yang family and the young couple of the Chen family standing at the door. Both people in the room were stunned and stared at them.

The young couple from the Chen family were carrying bulging cloth bags, and the old couple from the Yang family were carrying a few white radishes as thick as their arms.

Lin Zhen welcomed people into the house.

Uncle Yang said, "There are five kilograms of rice here and some radishes. You can collect them. This year's harvest is not good, so our two families can only scrape together this amount. If we save a little rice, we can last for a month."

Lin Zhen opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He and Ji Congzhe looked at each other. To be honest, Ji Congzhe never expected that he was not familiar with this world. Although five kilograms of rice does not sound like much, it is not easy for the neighbors next door to lend a helping hand in this remote place. .

Today is different from the past, this move really moved Ji Congzhe.

"This is so embarrassing."

Aunt Yang said, "Xiao Ji is really giving you a hard time. Lin Zhen is a good boy, but there have been too many things happen to his family this year, but you are still young, and things will get better."

Yang The uncle agreed, "Yes, we had a lot more hardship when we were young. We even survived by chewing on tree bark, so relax."

The young couple of the Chen family, the man is called Chen Hu. He is honest and honest, but his wife Wang Xiaoyan lives up to her name, with a small and exquisite figure.

Chen Hu said to Lin Zhen, "We are all neighbors. Lin Zhen, if you need help in the future, just ask, although we can't help much."

Chen Hu smiled and scratched his forehead.