Chapter 7 Outing

When Zhidie entered the house, He Jinchen was sitting at the table tasting tea. He raised his eyelids and said, "The taste of this tea is not very good. Next time I will prepare some good tea. Remember that I love Longjing."

Zhidie looked at the teacup on the table and wanted to rush up and splash the water on He Jinchen's head, but she just thought about it. She still didn't dare to do that.

He Jinchen looked at Zhidie, who was staring at the teacup and said, "It's solved so quickly. It's good."

Zhidie danced excitedly: "That's right, don't look who I am."

"Okay, I'm hungry. Let's cook."

.........

He Jinchen picked up something on the plate with his chopsticks and asked, "What is this?"

"This, this is rape."

"What about this?"

"This is coriander."

"This?"

"Ah, this is a cucumber."

"This is a tomato"

.......

Every time Zhidie said one, He Jinchen's handsome face turned black.

"Zhingdie, do I have very little money for you?" He Jinchen put his chopsticks on the table and asked.

"No, there are still a lot." Zhidie didn't know why she replied.

"So how do you make such a bad dish? Not even meat?"

He Jinchen narrowed his eyes, and somehow Zhidie had an impulse to escape.

"Do you need me to tell me how to do it?" He Jinchen pointed out of the fence and said.

Zhidie almost ran out.

She patted her chest, took a deep breath to calm down, and walked to the town.

"Oh, Zhidie is coming to buy meat?" The meat-seller asked.

Zhidie nodded.

"Is it bought for Mr. He?"

"Yes, yes."

"No, you take it. It's free. Come back when you're ready." The meat-seller generously cut a piece of pork and stuffed it into Zhidie.

"How can this be embarrassing?" Zhidie looked at the meat stuffed into her arms and said in horror, "I still have to pay."

"No, no, this bit of pork is given to you and Mr. He. It's my blessing that Mr. He can eat our pork." The meat-seller was intoxicated with his fantasy of He Jinchen.

"I didn't expect that the uncle who sells meat still has this kind of hobby?" Zhidie shook her head and left.

Before long, the whole town knew the news of Zhidie buying vegetables.

So...

"Zhedie, take this back to Mr. He to taste..."

I don't know who stuffed something in Zhidie's hand.

"Zingdie, take this with you..."

There is another unknown object in Zhidie's hand.

"Zhedie and my...

There is another thing stuffed in Zhidie's arms.

"Zi Butterfly..."

"Zingdie..."

"Zingdie..."

"Alas, a good-looking person has an advantage!" Zhidie sighed.

.......

When Zhidie went back, she had already carried seven chickens, five ducks, three big geese, and some various vegetables and fruits...

Zhidie carried these things home in a sweat. He Jinchen pinched his nose and came over: "It's so stinky. Did you fall into the toilet? Go and change your clothes."

Zhidie was smoking in her thirsty throat. She picked up the kettle on the table and wanted to pour water to drink, but there was nothing in the kettle.

"The water made me pour it. The tea is really bad." He Jinchen gritted his teeth and said.

"Then why don't you keep it for me? Don't you know I'm thirsty?" Zhidie wanted to say this, but she looked at He Jinchen's eyes and swallowed it back.

He changed his words and said, "I'm going to change my clothes and then cook well."

"You don't have to cook. I've already eaten it."

Looking at Zhidie's doubtful expression, He Jinchen continued to say, "It's what you did."

"Since you can eat it, why should I buy meat?" Zhidie was angry.

"Because I gave you money."

"Can I refund the money to you?"

"It's not good."

"Why"

"Because you have received it."

Zhidie felt that she really had nothing to say to this kind of man, so she secretly decided not to talk to him.

"Little butterfly, let's go on an outing today." He Jinchen continued to dance.

Zhidie has a layer of goose bumps all over her body, and the "little butterfly" is disgusting.

"I haven't eaten yet." Zhidie said feebly.

"Do you want me as an employer to wait for you?" He Jinchen looked at Zhidie's back and said.

"Take the umbrella and fan with you."

"Why?"

"I'm hot."

......

So Zhidie became a small umbrella worker of Mr. He sadly.

"Little butterfly, I seem to hear you scolding me." He Jinchen said to Zhidie, who was holding an umbrella and a fan for him and a fan for him.

Zhidie was shocked, and the hand of the fan slowed down half a beat: "How do you know?"

"It seems that you really scold me again." He Jinchen said jokingly.

Zhidie stared at his back fiercely.

"Little butterfly, staring at people is a bad behavior. You will go to hell." He Jinchen's voice sounded in front of him again.

Zhidie's sweat fell down. It was too scary. Did he have eyes on his back?

He Jinchen took a panoramic view of her expression and smiled.

"Little butterfly, come with me. I've sunburned it." He Jinchen said without looking back.

Zhidie followed with a dog leg and raised the umbrella again.

"It's a little hot." He Jinchen looked at Zhidie's hand that fanned the fan and said.

Zhidie immediately came over, and the hand of the fan exerted a little harder.

He Jinchen nodded with satisfaction: "Little Butterfly is good. You are very talented."

"Ha ha, ha ha, thank you for your compliment." Zhidie said with a dry smile.

"Let's go." He Jinchen greeted Zhidie.

.......

"The little butterfly umbrella is too low."

"Zhedie, your fan is too light."

"Little butterfly, you walk too slowly."

In this way, Zhidie held an umbrella and fand a fan and followed him in the grass.

"Son He, don't you think the outing should be slower?"

He Jinchen turned around and looked at Zhidie with a complicated expression.

"Well, I mean, you will be tired if you walk fast, and you can't see the scenery clearly if you go too fast, right?" Zhidie was very happy with her reaction.

"Oh?" He Jinchen nodded, "What you said makes sense. I'm tired after walking for so long. Let's go after a break."

Hearing what he said, Zhidie found a big stone, blew the dust on the stone with her mouth, and waved to He Jinchen, "Mr. He, sit here. It's clean and comfortable."

He Jinchen nodded with satisfaction and sat down.

As soon as Zhidie's buttocks touched the grass, He Jinchen's voice sounded again.

"Jingdie"

Somehow, every time I hear him call himself "Zhidie", I always feel creepy. Although the name "Little Butterfly" sounds disgusting, it sounds more comfortable than "Zhidie".

Zhidie felt a numbness in her scalp: "What can I do for you?"

"Go and pick some wild flowers for me." He Jinchen pointed to the distance and said.