Ning Yuan hurried over with her bag in hand and squeezed into the crowd: "Give me, give me!"
As a result, when she pushed aside the crowd and took a look, she was stunned: "..."
Parked in front of the hut was a military three-wheeled motorcycle with a tow truck. The driver of the motorcycle was a militia member of the county's armed department.
Standing next to the carriage was a woman wearing a blue serge coat, lace-up calfskin shoes, and a Soviet-style gray boat cap.
The woman was in her twenties, tall, with short shoulder-length hair, and was holding a pair of lambskin gloves in her hands.
She has slender eyes, a high nose, and high cheekbones. She wears light lipstick, and her whole person looks foreign and cold.
Although she is not a great beauty, her appearance makes her look like a cool and heroic beauty.
"Oh my gosh, what a beauty... the lesbians in this city!"
"Mom, do you think her outfit looks a bit like a dog spy in a movie?"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. I heard that this kind of clothes is sold in department stores in the county."
Such a western style of dress has never been seen by the villagers who could only wear blue, green, gray and khaki work clothes in the late 1970s.
Everyone couldn't help but stare at her in wonder.
With everyone watching, Qin Hongxing looked a little unhappy. Do these country bumpkins really regard her as a monkey?
A female spy, and a shabby department store in the county that has her clothes!
Everything she wears is either made in Shanghai or imported from the Soviet Union. She is too lazy to argue with these country people who smell like cow dung.
She frowned, tapped her foot lightly, and looked at the other militiaman in the yard: "What's wrong? Isn't he in the room?"
If the village roads in the countryside weren't so narrow and bad that cars couldn't get in, she wouldn't have come here on a military motorcycle from the county People's Armed Forces Department.
The wind was too cold, and the clothes she wore were nice, but not very cold-proof.
The militiamen in the yard gave her an incomprehensible expression: "Uh... no, but the people inside won't open the door."
After knocking for a long time, there was movement inside, but no one opened the door for them.
Hearing this, Qin Hongxing frowned: "Impossible. He knows it's me, so he won't open the door."
She immediately walked into the yard and knocked on the door of the cowshed proudly: "Brother Nan, Brother Nan? I'm Hongxing, Qin Hongxing, I'm here."
The door is not open.
Qin Hongxing was stunned for a moment. There were clearly sounds of cooking and footsteps inside the door, but no one opened the door for her.
Qin Hongxing squeezed the sheepskin gloves in her hands and knocked on the door again without giving up: "Brother Nan, I know you are inside. I am Hongxing. What's wrong with you? Open the door!"
But no matter how hard she knocked, the door didn't open.
"What is the relationship between this woman and Dr. Rong? Could it be that his relatives came to pick her up?"
"I don't think so. She's a relative, why can't she open the door? Look at her like that...Does Ning Zhiqing know that a woman is looking for her man?"
"Shh..."
The onlookers couldn't help but whisper.
The villagers' chatter made Qin Hongxing a little embarrassed, and her face turned green. She even wanted to raise her hand and knock on the door hard: "Nan..."
"Don't go south or north. They won't open the door if you knock. I'll do it."
A crisp voice sounded, and Ning Yuan pushed through the crowd and walked out.
This woman once again looked like Aunt Xue knocking on Fu Wenpei's door - "I know you are inside, you have the guts to steal and open the door!"
I don’t know what weird gossip the villagers are going to say!
Qin Hongxing turned around and saw a petite girl coming out.
This girl has two big black braids and is dressed in an unremarkable gray patchwork workman's uniform.
But her eyes are as bright and beautiful as washed grapes, and her round face, small nose and small mouth are very pretty.
They are completely different styles from hers.
Qin Hongxing's eyes flashed with pride and displeasure: "Who are you and what did you say?"
The country woman looks like she is very familiar with Brother Nan, which is ridiculous.
The girl smiled and before she spoke, there were villagers nearby who rushed to answer as if watching the fun——
"Hey, you don't know, this is Dr. Rong Zhaonan's lover. Oh, you city people call her your lover, right? Ning Zhiqing is Dr. Rong's lover."
When Qin Hongxing heard this, her face froze, she stared at Ning Yuan with cold eyes, and tightened her gloves.
It turns out that this is Brother Nan’s country woman! The country woman who stole Brother Nan, how could she deserve it!
Of course, Ning Yuan saw the contempt in her eyes, smiled, but said rudely: "Who are you? What are you doing with my lover?"
In fact, she knew at first glance that this was most likely Rong Zhaonan's ex-fiancée.
She originally wanted to be polite, but unfortunately they didn't want to be polite to her.
Qin Hongxing secretly bit the corner of her lower lip and said expressionlessly: "I'm here to pick him up on behalf of Brother Nan's workplace and parents."
She wanted this country woman to know that the background and characters she represented were beyond the reach of a country woman!
Ning Yuan: "Oh."
Qin Hongxing looked at her with no surprise. He just said "Oh" casually and didn't ask further questions or be curious. He suddenly felt a little annoyed: "You..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Ning Yuan reaching over her and knocking on the door: "Rong Zhaonan, I'm back. Open the door."
Ning Yuan only knocked twice before the door opened instantly, and a tall figure stood at the door.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "You didn't know you were back, it's been all day!"
Ning Yuan raised her eyebrows: "Why, every time I go out, you will be bullied at home...Brother Nan~~?"
She also imitated Qin Hongxing in calling him meaningfully.
Rong Zhaonan stared at her faintly: "I said hello this morning, but you still came back so late."
Qin Hongxing stared at the other party blankly, she couldn't believe her eyes.
Brother Nan's face... actually showed a resentful expression? Or to that country woman!
As if he noticed her gaze, Rong Zhaonan suddenly stopped all expressions and looked at her coldly, but said nothing.
Qin Hongxing couldn't help but stare at him. Even if he was wearing an old worker's cotton-padded jacket, it didn't affect his handsomeness and good looks. He even had a casual and charming tone.
