Rebrith As A Cannon Fodder's Wife in The 70s

Chapter 19

Chapter 19 - Liang Huan blinked and woke up...

Liang Huan blinked and cleared her mind. She opened her eyes and looked at Ji Hongjun: "Ji Hongjun, what do you carry?"

Those two bags look light. Ji Hong is carrying them like a noisy person. Are the things in the bags very light?

"Food." Ji Hongjun said and put the food on her shoulders on the ground.

Hearing the word grain, Liang Huan stopped lying on the bed. He immediately put on a broken cotton-padded jacket and got up. He went to Ji Hongjun and squatted down to touch the bag.

After rubbing his hand on the bag twice, Liang Huan looked at Ji Hongjun in surprise: "Is this wheat?" Or is it rice?"

Touching the bag, she could feel grains of grain. She didn't know whether it was wheat or rice, but whether it was wheat or rice, it was a rare good thing. Wheat could be ground flour and steamed buns. If it were rice, it would be better. You could steam rice.

"It's rice." Ji Hongjun's deep voice came into Liang Huan's ears.

Liang Huan looked at Ji Hongjun in surprise: "Really? So much?"

"Well, not much. It's only 50 catties." Ji Hong answered calmly.

"Fifty catties." If I had known that they had separated the family, they had only divided 50 kilograms of coarse grain.

"What is this bag?" Liang Huan looked at another bag on the ground.

"White flour and buckwheat, and there is still some food in the back mountain. I'll get it back." Ji Hongjun walked out as she spoke.

Is there any food outside? She couldn't stay in the room and hurried to chase Ji Hongjun: "Wait, I'll go with you."

Liang Huan trotted with Ji Hongjun. When he arrived at the back mountain, Liang Huan saw Ji Hongjun open a small snowdrift and exposed the big bag inside.

These two bags are bigger than the two bags carried back by Ji Hongjun. One is bigger, twice as big as the bag at home, and the bag is full.

Ji Hongjun bent down and picked up both bags. Seeing him carrying the bag, Liang Huan immediately walked to him: "You carry the big bag, I'll carry the small bag."

Liang Huan said, reaching out to get the bag, and his hand touched Ji Hongjun's hand.

She had just come out of the quilt, nearly a kilometer from her home to the back mountain. The heating on her body dispersed all the way. It was chilly, leaving only cold, and her hands were cold. Ji Hongjun's hands are hot.

Liang Huan touched Ji Hongjun's warm hand and withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

Ji Hongjun looked down at the hand touched by Liang Huan. His eyes were a little deep. He easily put the bag on his shoulder. Ji Hongjun looked at Liang Huan: "Go home."

Ji Hongjun strode in the direction of home. Liang Huan answered and chased him home.

When the two arrived at the doorstep, Liang Huan asked Ji Hong to carry the bag in the advanced house. She turned around and closed the door tightly and locked it.

After locking the door, Liang Huan walked into the house. When she arrived at the main room, Ji Hongjun had put both bags on the ground. She was taking off her clothes and preparing to go to bed.

Liang Huan originally wanted to ask about the food. Seeing Ji Hong, she took off her clothes. He looked back at the already white sky, gave up the idea, closed the door and walked into the room.