Rebirth Era: After the Beautiful Sister-in-law Refuses to Open Business

"Don't say anything. I'll help you serve it to Chen Zhiqing!"

Zheng Qiuwen interrupted Song Jiaojiao and saw that her goal had been achieved. Song Jiaojiao was secretly happy and said, "Then you should give it to Chen Dongze later. Don't forget it!"

Seeing Zheng Qiuwen sitting up, Song Jiaojiao hugged her stomach, pretending to be in pain, and walked out of the dormitory door, saying as she walked:

"Help him to the end. You'd better watch Chen Dongze finish eating. Otherwise, he won't even move his chopsticks before you leave."

Chen Dongze had a poor appetite recently due to illness and often skipped meals. This was known to everyone in the Youth House.

Therefore, Zheng Qiuwen did not raise any objection to what Song Jiaojiao said. She simply said "um" and indicated that she would do as Song Jiaojiao said.

After leaving the dormitory, Song Jiaojiao took a few steps, looked back at the half-open dormitory door, and looked in the direction of the boys' dormitory. She tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart, and soon arrived at the gate of the Youth League Institute.

"Jiaojiao, why didn't you go to work this afternoon?"

Two women were standing on the dirt road not far from the gate of the Youth League Home and chatting. One of them inadvertently saw Song Jiaojiao coming out of the Youth League Home, her eyes rolled, and she asked a question.

"I have a stomachache, so I asked the captain for half a day off."

Song Jiaojiao walked closer to the two women, pretending to be very weak, and said, "How can you two ladies have the time to stand here?"

"Look at what you're saying. Your Aunt Guihua and I, your Aunt Qiuxiang, have many strong laborers in our families. It's not a big deal whether we go to work or not.

Besides, we didn't work much before you went to the city to meet your parents. Don't you know this?"

One of the two women was Zhu Guihua, and the other was Wang Qiuxiang, who was usually close to Wang Guihua.

Just as Zhu Guihua said, whether it is her own family or Wang Qiuxiang's family, there are indeed many strong laborers, and these two only need to take care of the housework at home on weekdays.

The two of them basically don't have to do any hard work like earning work points.

"I...I forgot. Please forgive me, aunts."

Song Jiaojiao smiled uncomfortably.

"Jiaojiao, how come you can't even speak after you've acknowledged me as your biological mother? Listen, you speak in flowery language as soon as you open your mouth. Please forgive me for what I need to say to your aunt. Jiaojiao, you're being too distant!"

Zhu Guihua curled her lips, and her words were full of sarcasm. Song Jiaojiao could easily hear what she meant. Her good mood was like someone suddenly poured a bucket of cold water on her. She thought, if possible,

She immediately slapped Zhu Guihua twice, but reality told her that she couldn't do that. She had to hold her breath, force a smile, and said, "I was wrong. I should have used our local dialect to chat with Auntie."

Before coming into this world, she was a native Beijinger and had been speaking Mandarin since she was a child. Are you sure you are not making things difficult for her by asking her to speak the local dialect with a hint of rural flavor?

Furthermore, although she is an educated youth, she is also a city dweller whose family lives in Beijing. Why should she speak the local dialect and lower her own style?

"Since you feel sick in your stomach, why don't you rest in the Youth House?"

Wang Qiuxiang asked Song Jiaojiao.

"I……"

Before Song Jiaojiao could finish her words, Wang Qiuxiang interrupted her: "Are you pretending to be sick? Jiaojiao, if that's the case, then you are wrong. Why did the country let you city kids go to the countryside?

You should know better than a country girl like me, but you pretend to be sick and lazy. Is there something wrong with your thinking?"

Song Jiaojiao didn't want to be accused casually, so she hurriedly explained: "No, I'm not being lazy, Aunt Qiuxiang, please don't talk nonsense, I really have a stomachache, and I asked the team leader for half a day off to rest!"

At the same time, inside the Youth League Courtyard, Zheng Qiuwen knocked on the door of the male youth league dormitory while holding a bowl of stew.

After a moment, the dormitory door was opened from the inside with a creaky sound.

"you……"

When Chen Dongze saw that it was Zheng Qiuwen standing outside the door, confusion appeared in his eyes.

"Here's your lunch. I'll help deliver it."

As Zheng Qiuwen started talking, Chen Dongze lowered his eyes to look at the stew she was holding, and then said, "I'm not hungry, you can take it away."

"You've been sick for seven or eight days. You can't eat properly. I'll bring it in for you."

Zheng Qiuwen walked around Chen Dongze with the bowl in her hand and walked into the dormitory for the male educated youths, not forgetting to call him, "Chen Zhiqing, hurry up and follow me. This stew will get cold soon and won't taste as good as when it's hot."

She held the stew in one hand and two steamed buns made of 30 grams of flour in the other.

“The steamed buns are also hot.”

After stuffing the steamed bun into Chen Dongze's hand, Zheng Qiuwen put the stewed vegetables on the table and said, "I'll wait here for you to finish eating so that I can take the dishes to the kitchen to wash them."

"I can do it myself."

Chen Dongze's eyes on Zheng Qiuwen were slightly complicated. He didn't want to pay attention to her, but he couldn't help but look at her eyebrows.

The first thing he said was to ask Zheng Qiuwen to leave now, to avoid being seen together and causing bad gossip.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Qiuwen has a stubborn personality. Once she makes up her mind, it is difficult to change her mind. She only said, "If you want me to leave, finish eating quickly. Otherwise, I will not go anywhere!"

Chen Dongze had no choice. He looked at the steamed bun in his hand, then at the stew on the table. Finally, he had to pick up the chopsticks and take a bite of the steamed bun and eat a bite of the stew.

To be honest, he really had no appetite as his cold had not yet healed, but Zheng Qiuwen made it clear that she would not leave the male educated youth dormitory until she saw him finish eating, so Chen Dongze had no choice but to insist on finishing the steamed bun and leaving half a bowl of stew.

"Are you full already?"

Zheng Qiuwen frowned.

"Ah."

Chen Dongze nodded.

"Eat more."

Zheng Qiuwen advised.

Chen Dongze shook his head. He felt hot all over at the moment. He unbuttoned his shirt collar unconsciously, but he still felt very hot...

"what happened to you?"

Realizing that something was wrong with Chen Dongze, Zheng Qiuwen hurried forward to ask, but she didn't expect that the next moment, he put his arms around her waist and kissed her.

"Hmm~"

Zheng Qiuwen wanted to make a sound, but her mouth was blocked and she couldn't do it at all.

She raised her hand and slapped Chen Dongze, hoping that he would let her go, but it was of no use.

Unable to struggle free, Zheng Qiuwen saw that Chen Dongze seemed to have lost his mind and was only concerned with tearing off her clothes. She was so scared that tears welled up in her eyes.

……

Outside the gate of the Youth Institute, Song Jiaojiao estimated that the time was almost up. She suddenly pressed her stomach and said to Zhu Guihua and Wang Qiuxiang:

"Aunt Guihua, Aunt Qiuxiang, my stomach hurts so much. You guys chat while I go back to the Youth Hostel to lie down for a while."

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the Youth League Courtyard without waiting for Zhu Guihua and the others to respond.

"That girl Jiaojiao really can't compare to Song Lan from Accountant Song's family."

Looking at Song Jiaojiao's back, Wang Qiuxiang lowered her voice and said to Zhu Guihua:

"She is not only cunning but also heartless. Accountant Song and Da Meizi have raised her for nothing for so many years."