C2 (2/2)

Looking at the golden stone that returned to his hands, Zhao Jinbao was extremely excited in his heart. This time, he had really picked up a treasure, with this treasure, wouldn't he get a big harvest in the future?

After about ten minutes, when all of his clothes were dry, Zhao Jinbao finally hummed a small tune and happily went down the mountain. This was the first time he was this happy since his father's incident.

On the way, he met Widow Lee who was working in the fields. Looking at her back, Zhao Jinbao immediately thought back to the situation at the pond just now, especially the white flesh of Widow Lee, it made him feel as if all the blood in his body was swelling up.

”Come in, let's take a look at the corn seedlings!” When Widow Lee noticed Zhao Jinbao, his heart skipped a beat. He thought, could it be that this brat was already on the mountain?

”Yes, Aunt Lee. The weather is very dry, come over here and check if it is Ye Wen!” Zhao Jinbao laughed naively, and his gaze became sincere as well.

”When did you come? Why didn't I see you? ” The Widow Lee asked again.

”I just arrived!”

”Oh, I just arrived too, what do you think? Did the seedlings roll their leaves in the ground? ” Widow Lee smiled, put down the ladle in her hand, tidied up her clothes, and then walked towards Zhao Jinbao.

”Last night, I poured water over it. I haven't rolled it yet, hehe!” Zhao Jinbao told a lie. He could not talk about the golden stone everywhere.

The entire Shuangqiao Village is only the worst in our two families. In times of great drought, watering is the hardest part, but you see, I've watered the entire morning and have only watered half of it, not to mention, it's already afternoon. Before the line is finished, I have to go to the shady areas to rest, to warm my body up! The Widow Lee said, using her grass hat to fan the wind, and a faint fragrance entered Zhao Jinbao's nose, causing him to tremble all over.

The land near the hill was the worst, the land was not fat, and the basic watering was inconvenient. It was unlike the farmland on the flat ground, where one could draw water if dry, and could drain water if flooded, not only saving trouble, but also harvesting good.

and Widow Lee were sitting in the shade listening to Widow Lee's complaints. In fact, she sympathized with her quite a bit, it was not easy to have orphans and widows, and now that Old Zhao was relying on him to support the Zhao Family, he obviously knew how difficult it was to support a family, not to mention that Widow Lee was a woman.

Looking at it from a close distance, Zhao Jinbao realized that Widow Lee's skin was actually quite good. Even though her face was slightly red from the sun's rays, it was still unable to cover her delicate skin. However, thinking about it, it was not that strange. Widow Lee's marriage was a little over thirty years old, and as long as it was mainly taken care of, it would not be too rough.

During the conversation, Widow Lee also asked about Zhao Dazhu's situation. Zhao Jinbao didn't say anything, just that he recovered pretty well, but there was still some time before he could leave his bed and walk. Widow Lee also did not say anything. Although she expressed sympathy, his family's situation was not much better and she did not have the ability to help.

After a while, Widow Lee continued to water the corn seeds. Zhao Jinbao looked at Widow Lee under the scorching sun and felt that it was a bit hard to explain. He got up and shouted to her: ”Aunt Lee, since I'm fine now, why don't I water you?”