Xiao Meiyan stomped her feet in anger. Just as she was fuming, she suddenly saw Qing Muyi walking towards Meng Jingwei.
Her eyes lit up, and her mood immediately improved.
Qing Muyi was dressed in black casual wear, with a black sports headband on his forehead, giving him a youthful and handsome look, reminiscent of a sports vibe on a basketball court, which was likable.
However, Meng Jingwei knew he wore the headband to prevent excessive sweating from dripping into his eyes and affecting his work.
This was because Shangshan Shanzhang had been busy moving things and couldn't spare a hand to wipe his sweat.
"Here, this is for you."
Qing Muyi walked up to Meng Jingwei, opened his palm, and handed her what he was holding.
"What?"
Meng Jingwei asked, looking at his outstretched hand. In his palm lay bright red raspberries, also known as "tray fruits," a red fruit that grew on the ridges of rural fields. They were sweet and sour, and exceptionally delicious.
"Where did you get this? I love eating them."
Upon seeing the raspberries, Meng Jingwei was overjoyed. She took them from his hand, popped a few into her mouth, and said, "This is the taste, sweet and sour. Thanks."
She thanked Qing Muyi as she savored them.
When she looked up, she saw Xiao Meiyan looking eager and greedy. She shared a few with her, saying, "Try some, they're delicious."
"Okay, thank you, Sister Wei Wei."
Xiao Meiyan took a few and tasted them, nodding repeatedly, "Wow, they're really delicious. Qing Muyi, thank you."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
Damn it, I gave them to you.
Qing Muyi pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and stood aside smoking.
It was midday. People who had been busy all morning sat at the village entrance to rest. Qing Muyi leaned against a tree trunk, one hand in his trouser pocket, the other holding a cigarette, his right leg slightly bent with his foot resting against the trunk.
Even standing casually, his lazy and relaxed posture exuded a sunny, energetic, handsome, and incredibly masculine aura that was captivating.
Xiao Meiyan was completely smitten with Qing Muyi. While Meng Jingwei was talking to him, she secretly took a picture with her phone.
"Everything has been moved. Next, we need to distribute items to people in the nearby villages and understand the situation," Qing Muyi said. "We'll be busy for a few more days."
"I heard that because the school is very far, many villagers can't afford the tuition and don't let their children attend. Should we also try to persuade them?"
"Mm."
Qing Muyi responded.
"Alas, life is not easy,"
Meng Jingwei sighed.
After finishing the moving, Meng Jingwei had some free time in the afternoon. However, she was persistently pestered by Xiao Meiyan, who wanted her to arrange a date with Qing Muyi.
As she was at her wit's end, Xiao Meiyan activated her "superpower" again, "Sister, here, I'll add another ten thousand. You get my male god to go out with me. After it's done, I'll give you another ten thousand."
With the "superpower," Meng Jingwei's eyes lit up, and she immediately perked up, "No problem, no problem, haha. Since you're so generous, I'll give you a chance to watch the sunset together, how about that?"
"Wow~~"
Xiao Meiyan was ecstatic. She hugged Meng Jingwei tightly, "You're such a good sister, I love you so much."
As she spoke, she tried to kiss Meng Jingwei's cheek again, but Meng Jingwei pushed her away, "Get lost, that's disgusting."
"Hahaha."
Xiao Meiyan burst into laughter, amused by Meng Jingwei.
Meng Jingwei said, "I'll go up the mountain at the village entrance first. Later, tell Qing Muyi that I went to the mountain to find raspberries to eat, and also to watch the sunset. Say I can't find those wild fruits and ask him to help me look for them."
"Okay!"
Xiao Meiyan nodded vigorously.
Meng Jingwei rested for a while and went up the mountain around four or five in the afternoon.
She walked from the foot of the mountain to the top, picking all the raspberries she saw along the way. She hummed a tune as she ascended.
Sitting on the mountain, enjoying the breeze and looking at Dongpu Village, she saw Qing Muyi in black sportswear and Xiao Meiyan in light blue casual wear appear at the village entrance in the distance. They were walking towards her.
Although it was far, Meng Jingwei couldn't see their faces clearly, but she could identify them by their clothes.
"Oh..."
Just as Meng Jingwei was looking down the mountain, a voice suddenly sounded nearby.
Meng Jingwei turned her head and saw the masked man she had met two days ago on the threshing ground at the southern end of the village.
Meng Jingwei had asked the villagers about him. They said he was the son of Old Zhang, who had been working outside for a long time. He had been in a car accident and was injured, disfiguring his face, so he had returned half a month ago.
However, the man walked with a cane, and she hadn't noticed him approaching so closely.
For a moment, something flashed through Meng Jingwei's mind. But seeing a disabled person fall, she immediately ran over to help him up, "Are you okay? Let me help you up."
The fallen man grabbed Meng Jingwei's wrist and struggled to get up from the ground, "Thank you."
He thanked her. His voice was exceptionally deep and hoarse, giving a sense of age.
"You're welcome."
Meng Jingwei smiled. "Why did you come up the mountain? Here, do you want to try this."
She took out a handful of raspberries from her pocket and offered them to the masked man. But the masked man stared at the raspberries in her hand, stunned for a moment, as if contemplating something.
Meng Jingwei thought he was too shy, so she took his hand and tried to put the fruits into it.
However, the masked man's gaze happened to glance in the distance, in the direction of Qing Muyi and Xiao Meiyan.
"These are delicious, very sweet."
Meng Jingwei said, preparing to put the fruits into the man's hand. But at this moment, the mysterious man suddenly withdrew his hand. "I don't like to eat these."
He turned and walked away.
"Hey, wait, I'll go down the mountain with you."
Seeing that the two were about to reach the mountain, Meng Jingwei, being a "businesswoman" with integrity, naturally couldn't be a third wheel in front of Qing Muyi and Xiao Meiyan. She decided to go down the mountain with the masked man.
The man didn't say anything.
Qing Muyi and his group ascended from the south, while Meng Jingwei and the mysterious man descended from the north, perfectly missing each other.
However, the path down the mountain was steep, and the masked man walked very slowly with his cane, which made Meng Jingwei anxious.
He stumbled from time to time, causing concern.
"Let me help you."
Seeing his difficulty walking, Meng Jingwei didn't wait for his refusal. She stepped forward and supported his arm, walking slowly down the mountain.
"I'm dirty."
The masked man glanced at Meng Jingwei and said.
"Dirty? I'm dirty too."
Meng Jingwei didn't care at all and said, "Your legs aren't good, you should come up the mountain less often. We've brought a lot of supplies, and I'll have someone send some rice, flour, and oil to your home later, which might be more convenient for you."
Her words made the masked man fall silent.
After a long while, the masked man finally spoke, "You are very kind."