My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 225: The Moving Top-tier Gu King (Extra - )
Chapter 225: Chapter 225: The Moving Top-tier Gu King (Extra Chapter)
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the Grain Station.
Everyone got out of the vehicle.
Shuangshan Brigade’s arrival was considered early, as comrades from two other brigades had already arrived at the Grain Station.
Seeing them with a vehicle, the members of the other two brigades felt envious, and a bitterness lingered in their hearts.
To arrive early, they had set out before dawn, yet still, the grains were not fully transported.
While the others had nearly completed their transportation in one go, their feelings were far too complex to be described with mere words.
"Comrade, is all of your brigade’s public grain on the truck?" the leader of the team inquired.
Lin Fu nodded indifferently, "It’s all on the truck."
After several years of delivering public grain, this year was by far the most relaxed.
The man sighed, "Ah, it’s really convenient to be able to borrow a truck."
It was a pity their brigade didn’t have someone capable enough to borrow a truck as well.
Before Lin Fu could respond, he noticed the staff from the Grain Station.
He approached and offered them a Daqianmen cigarette with impeccable manners.
The staff, who had been somewhat impatient before, instantly smiled upon receiving the cigarette.
"Here’s your number, start unloading the grain. Once you’ve finished unloading, just let me know," the man said, sounding particularly agreeable.
Lin Fu blankly accepted the number.
Because everything went so smoothly, he was somewhat taken aback.
He quickly replied on the spot, "Sure, thank you for the trouble, comrade."
The staff member smiled again and then turned to attend to his other duties.
Lin Fu snapped out of it and called for the men from the brigade to unload the grain.
Lin Tang, meanwhile, was taking care of a group of little tykes from the village.
The Grain Station was surrounded by high walls on all sides.
To the far right stood a grain silo, and beyond that, several wooden sheds.
Seeing that he was of no help, Lin Tang took the group of kids out of the Grain Station.
At the entrance to the Grain Station.
Someone was selling ice pops on a bicycle, and a few children were gathered around to watch.
Goudan had been to the county several times and had become much more generous and outgoing.
Upon seeing the ice pop vendor, he lifted his fair little face to look at Lin Tang.
"Aunty, I want an ice pop."
Only the slightly older children had come to the county today.
Smaller kids like Choudan and Niuniu were confined to their homes.
The Lin Family’s second branch had brought Goudan, and at the same time, Lin Family’s eldest uncle’s two grandsons, Lin Zhijin and Lin Zhize, also came.
One was eight years old, the other seven, nicknamed Tiedan and Choudou, respectively.
The two little ones hadn’t been to the county much and looked somewhat timid, their eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Hearing Goudan’s words, the brothers’ eyes instantly lit up.
They gazed earnestly at Lin Tang.
By now, the sun had come out, and the moisture in the air had completely dissipated, slowly heating up the atmosphere.
Lin Tang smiled slightly, "Okay, I’ll buy them for you."
The village boys wiped their noses with their sleeves and asked timidly, "Sister Tangtang, do we get some too?"
Their eyes were dark and shiny, looking almost animal-like.
Goudan noticed him wiping his nose with his sleeve and scrunched his eyebrows tightly in disapproval.
"Heilu, my auntie doesn’t like it when kids wipe their noses with their sleeves; it looks dirty," Goudan said, pinching the bridge of his nose like a little adult, his face a picture of exasperation.
The boy nicknamed Heilu felt embarrassed, his dark little face growing somewhat hot.
Lin Tang tapped Goudan on the head, "Goudan, you can’t be so rude. You won’t make any friends that way..."
Goudan retorted with a frown, "How could that be? All the kids in the village like to play with me."
He knew a lot, and he was generous; who wouldn’t want to play with him?
Heilu also defended his little friend, "Yeah, Sister Tangtang, Goudan knows lots of things; we all love playing with him."
Goudan could tell stories, had comic books, knew about all kinds of candies; he knew everything, and they all liked playing with Goudan.
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Thinking this, she took a few tissues from her bag and handed them to Goudan.
"Goudan, wipe your friend’s nose. I’ll buy you guys ice pops."
A group of little ones perked up, obediently reaching for the tissues and carefully wiping their runny noses.
Today, eight children had arrived.
An ice cream cost two cents, and Lin Tang had bought twenty.
She first had the ice cream vendor hand out eight of them.
The rest were intended for after her uncle and father finished their work, to give to them.
To the current Lin Tang, treating these hard-working individuals from the brigade to ice cream was a trivial matter, hardly worth a second thought.
Back when she was in school, if her family didn’t have time, the uncles from the village heading to the county would always take the initiative to take her to school.
She had always kept this kindness in her heart.
Now that she was capable, she would repay whatever she could.
The eight children took their ice creams and tentatively licked them once.
Their expressions suddenly became stunned.
"So this is what ice cream tastes like."
"It’s a bit sweet, and there’s a hint of milk flavor, cool in the mouth, delicious."
Across the street.
Gu Yingzhou watched the little girl, her face full of satisfaction as she licked her ice cream, his deep eyes brimming with amusement.
The little girl’s appearance, truly resembled the big-faced cat he kept back in Jing City, both cute and greedy.
Goudan noticed the uncle across the street staring at the little girl and put on a grave face, as if facing a great enemy.
"Little Miss, Little Miss, someone is looking at you."
The child’s face was full of vigilance, like a small cat with its tail stepped on.
As he spoke, he pointed at the man across the street.
Lin Tang looked up.
Gu Yingzhou wore a white shirt and black trousers, his figure tall and straight, his brow and eyes refined.
Today, he had put on glasses again, concealing those deep and dark eyes of his.
The chilly aura around him had softened somewhat.
Elegant, noble, impossible to ignore.
Seeing that Lin Tang had noticed him,
the man raised his right hand, lightly tapped his head with his fingertips, and gave a salute, leisurely and willful.
The corner of his lips curved slightly, as if a myriad of flowers had blossomed across vast distances.
He looked like a moving supreme Gu King.
Lin Tang didn’t realize that her eyes had brightened for a moment when she saw Gu Yingzhou.
After telling Goudan, she took an ice cream and ran towards the other side.
In Gu Yingzhou’s eyes, the girl ran toward him with a blossoming smile.
Under the high sunshade, the scorching sun sprinkled on her flower-like, jade-like little face, as if coming from a halo of light, her eyes bright and kind, full of spirit.
For an instant, his heart thumped like a drum.
"Comrade Gu!" The girl’s crisp voice rang in his ears.
Gu Yingzhou slightly narrowed his eyes, his deep voice magnetic, "Comrade Lin."
Three ordinary words, lingering on his lips, irresistibly softening one’s heart.
Lin Tang remained composed, handing over the ice cream in her hand, "Comrade Gu, I’m treating you to an ice cream!"
It wasn’t yet the peak of the hot season, and the temperature wasn’t so high that one would melt as soon as they went outside.
She held up the ice cream, which gave off a cold steam.
Her hand was evenly fleshed and as pale as jade, more lustrous than the item she was holding.
"Comrade Gu?" Lin Tang shook her hand, full of surprise, "Hurry up and take it, what are you spacing out for?"
Gu Yingzhou snapped back to reality and accepted it.
The feeling in his heart was very foreign.
Lin Tang smiled with crescent eyes, "... consider it a thank you for the last time you helped me with the newspaper."
As she spoke, she sized up the man.
His handsome and stern face was adorned with glasses, dressed in a white shirt, exuding the aura of a debonair scoundrel.
If the corners of his mouth still carried that wicked curve, he would fit the image of the darkly twisted antagonist from a novel.
Tsk.
Just one word: handsome!