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

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Lin Zhen was so embarrassed that he pulled the quilt to cover up. He had white skin. Being teased like this by Ji Congzhe, the red color on his face almost spread to his collarbone.

"What is there to be ashamed of? You are at a young age now, this kind of thing is normal."

Lin Zhen lay down and pulled the quilt up to his neck. Ji Congzhe pushed his back, half discussing and half teasing, "How about, Can I give you a seat on the second floor?" Lin Zhen 's

cheeks were burning and he said in a low

voice

.

Hearing the steady breathing of Ji Congzhe sleeping next to him, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Ji Congzhe got up in the morning, but he was still sleepy.

Ji Congzhe saw him walking down the stairs with a tired look on his face. He took the tea cup and went to the door to brush his teeth. However, he didn't brush his teeth twice and frowned and inhaled.

"What's wrong?" Ji Congzhe asked.

"It hurts a little." Lin Zhen touched the corner of his mouth.

Ji Congzhe stepped forward to take a look and laughed. He saw a small red and swollen bump on the corner of his mouth. "It's strange that you don't feel pain. I told you a long time ago not to hold it in. You are angry." It's okay, you can just deal with it yourself tonight."

Lin Zhen reluctantly finished brushing his teeth.

The snails in the basin in the corner had changed the water several times in the past two days, and the sediment had almost been spit out. The two decided to invite Yan Cen to their home for dinner tonight.

In this era, there were no communication tools. If you wanted to invite someone to dinner, you had to inform in advance. So Ji Congzhe was ready to call someone after breakfast. When he came back, he bought some freshly slaughtered pork at the entrance of the village. Lin Zhen took ten yuan from the drawer and followed Ji Congzhe went out together.

However, when they arrived at Yan Cen's house, Yan Cen and his father had already gone out to work. Only Yan Cen's mother and his sister Yan Qing were at home. Yan Cen's mother was hanging clothes in the yard. Yan Qing was only six or seven years old and looked a bit like Yan Cen. Similar, with two pigtails and a pair of big, watery eyes, she lay timidly behind the iron door and peeked.

When Yan Cen's mother heard that Yan Cen was being called to have dinner in the evening, she happily agreed and then kept the young couple making tea and eating melon seeds and peanuts.

The young couple couldn't resist their hospitality, so they had to sit and eat for a while. Yan Cen's mother pulled Lin Zhen to praise her blessings, and asked them to help persuade Yan Cen to start a family as soon as possible.

Later, the two of them couldn't sit still anymore, so they said they had to hurry up and buy some pork. Only then did Yan Cen's mother let go of her hand and sent the two to the door of the yard.

There are not many opportunities to kill pigs in the village, only two or three times a year, and the town is far away, so there are still a lot of villagers buying meat today. When they went there, they happened to see a piece of sliced ​​pork belly on the board and asked for it. The butcher weighed it with the hook of the scale. It was less than two pounds. Lin Zhen took out the money from his pocket and asked the butcher to cut off two large pieces of fat.

Seven yuan was spent out of ten yuan, and after adding the three yuan for the burn ointment, they still had eighty-seven yuan left.

Today there are meat dishes, and they have to get some vegetarian ones. Aunt Yang said that there are a lot of bracken in the mountains during this period, so they can also pick some and bring them back for cold mixing.