Quick Wear: This is my wife

Chapter 304: Educated Youth vs. Village Grass 35

It was like a "battlefield" inside. The old ladies were full of energy, shouting at the top of their lungs about what they wanted to buy. The place was crowded, the air was stuffy and hot, and he felt like he could hardly breathe.

"Then why didn't you go to the state-owned restaurant?" Qin Zhan asked while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"I want to wait for you here. Besides, it will take half an hour for the state-owned restaurant to prepare the food." Song Zibai said, looking at the watch on his hand. It was only a little after ten o'clock.

The state-owned restaurant has strict business hours, serving meals from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m. If you go there now, you can only wait.

"You've been waiting for a long time. Let's go to the state-owned restaurant first, and then we'll go home after dinner." Qin Zhan said, reaching out and pulling Song Zibai up, his eyes full of tenderness and care.

"Well, I happen to be hungry too."

Song Zibai stood beside the bicycle with his eyes wide open. His gaze moved back and forth between the pile of things on the bicycle and the items in his hands, his face full of helplessness.

On the bicycle, the oversized package took up almost all the space on the back seat. The things in the backpack were almost overflowing, and the objects hanging on both sides of the handlebars were also full. This situation made him feel overwhelmed.

He frowned and couldn't help muttering, "How can I take so many things back?"

"Brother Qin, did we buy too much?" Song Zibai looked at Qin Zhan for help.

"Not much, just what I need recently."

Qin Zhan patted the package on the back of his bicycle and said seriously, "The autumn harvest is coming soon. It's a strenuous job. We need to replenish our bodies."

He thought to himself that he had finally managed to make Song Zibai gain some weight during this period of time, and he couldn't let him become thin again because of the busy autumn harvest.

If Song Zibai's health deteriorates, wouldn't that delay his ability to eat "meat"?

"Let's see if Uncle Liu can help us bring back one package later, and we can take the rest back on our bikes." Qin Zhan said as he was thinking in his mind how to transport these things back smoothly.

Song Zibai looked at the pile of things in front of him and knew there was no better way, so he could only nod helplessly.

The two then walked into the state-owned restaurant and had a hearty meal. After finishing the meal, Qin Zhan packed up another meal and bought a dozen buns.

He thought that everyone was very busy with the autumn harvest and had no time to cook. These buns could be heated up and eaten tomorrow morning, which was very convenient.

Besides, Uncle Liu must be eating dry biscuits again when he sees the ox cart, so it’s a good opportunity to bring him a few as well.

From the moment he entered the restaurant until he finished his meal, Qin Zhan was always thinking about one thing - the matter of space.

He still hasn't found the right opportunity to tell Song Zibai.

He planned to wait until winter, when everything had settled down, and then slowly tell him this magical secret.

"Uncle Liu, what time will you be back to the village?" Qin Zhan walked out of the restaurant and saw Uncle Liu sitting on a stool not far away to rest. He walked over with three steaming buns and stuffed them into Uncle Liu's hands.

"I guess we'll have to wait for a while. Those kids are so slow in buying things." Uncle Liu took the buns with a smile and was not polite to Qin Zhan at all.

He knew that Qin Zhan was well-off and that the two families had a close relationship, so he would just eat whatever food was given to him. We Northeastern men are not pretentious.

He took a bite of the bun, a satisfied look on his face, and started chatting with Qin Zhan about family matters.

"Uncle Liu, please drive back and help me take this big package back. We can go on our bikes first, it will be faster this way."

Qin Zhan said to Uncle Liu with a smile on his face. He and Uncle Liu had been together for a long time, so he was not polite and made a request directly.

"I'll ask Shengzi and Lizi to go up the mountain together. We can't delay packing for the evening. Harvesting is the most tiring, so we need to get some rest."

As he spoke, Qin Zhan took out a dime from his pocket and handed it to Uncle Liu, then said, "It's not for you, but I'm afraid some gossipy villagers will gossip about it."

Uncle Liu smiled brightly, took the money, waved his hand and said, "Oh, you are so thoughtful, kid. I don't care about that much. You can go first and leave me alone."

This Uncle Liu is the captain's father. According to seniority, Qin Zhan and the others should have called him Grandpa, but they have been calling him Uncle since the beginning. They got used to it and didn't change it. Everyone calls him by his own name, so it doesn't have any impact.

Qin Zhan and Song Zibai rode their bikes home, rushing all the way. When they got home, it was almost two o'clock.

Qin Zhan looked at Song Zibai's flushed face and said worriedly, "Zibai, your face is as hot as an apple. I'm afraid you might have a heat stroke. Go inside and rest first. Don't worry about anything. I'll go find Shengzi and Lizi, and then we'll go to the back mountain. I can pick up these things when I come back. Don't get too tired."

As he spoke, Qin Zhan quickly filled a basin with cold water and took a towel to gently wipe Song Zibai's face. His movements were as gentle as if he was treating a rare treasure.

"Then I'll sleep for a while and clean up when I wake up. I'm really feeling a little uncomfortable now." Song Zibai said weakly.