Chapter 223: Damned Mosquito
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Wen habitually spaced out for a while after waking up. She rested her chin on one hand and brushed her fingers across her lips. Why did her lips feel hot and swollen?
Was it a mosquito bite?
Su Wen reached for her mirror on the side table beside her bed and looked at her reflection. Her lips really were red and swollen! Somehow, it made her lips look plumper. It could have been worse, she supposed. Now, it looked like she had been kissed.
Damned mosquito. How dare it profane her lips with its bite? Su Wen told herself she would kill all the mosquitos in the house before bed later that day.
She checked her neck next. No bites there.
Su Wen did not know where she would put her face if she had had to walk around with what looked like a hickey on her neck. It reminded her of a joke made by a certain channel about a streamer being strangled, leaving what looked like red spots around her neck, resembling a trail of hickeys.
Whenever the streamer met someone who suspected they were hickeys, she would pinch herself to prove her innocence. By the end, her neck was so full of red spots that they looked like hickeys, even though they weren't!
It was a funny show and quite a bit of fun to watch.
However, Su Wen hoped she would never have to endure such a tragic misunderstanding- -it would be too embarrassing.
The door to her bedroom creaked open, and a tall figure entered, scattering her silly thoughts. Because the figure had his back to the morning light, he cut a heroic sight.
Morning Su Wen said, yawning lazily.
The tall man stiffened. He glanced at the mirror in her hand, his eyes slipping to her red, puffy lips. It was with great reluctance that he tore his eyes away from them.
Well They certainly had tasted as sweet as he expected.
Get up, he replied, his tone brooking no room for argument, It's getting late. It'll be lunch soon.
Su Wen instantly sobered and sent her husband a scathing glare. 'He deserves a good beating!' she thought. Was that any way to speak to his wife? And she had gone above board by greeting him sincerely. Yet, instead of returning her goodwill, he scolded her for sleeping in!
Zhou Hengyang's mood soared when he noticed how annoyed Su Wen was by his response. He opened his suitcase and took out his clothes and toiletries, folding them neatly and placing them in his wardrobe. He had not had time to do so last night, and there was no time like the present to get it out of the way.
Su Wen eyed Zhou Hengyang's actions and asked, How long will you stay this time? The last time Hengyang had returned, he was in such a hurry that he had not even stowed his clothes in his wardrobe, choosing to leave everything in his suitcase.
I'll be here till after the distribution of property is settled.
Is it being distributed today? Su Wen immediately turned energetic and jumped out of bed to get dressed. Wasn't it supposed to happen sometime around the New Year?
Who told you that?
I No one. I just heard it in passing, probably when I ventured into town.
Zhou Hengyang did not pursue the matter. Word has been passed down. The village chief wants someone to take the lead and complete the mission given by the higher-ups as soon as possible so that Trinity Village will have a chance at the title of 'Model Village.'
I see. Su Wen had a rough idea of why it had been delayed until the New Year in the novel; it was because Trinity Village had been too slow to mobilize. The villagers refused to cooperate, and by that time, Su Wen had already chased
Zhou Hengyang away, so there was no one to help Li Youcai hold down the fort.
Now that she thought about it How did the land get divided in the novel?
That's right! The details were not mentioned because the main plot followed Zhou Hengyang's departure from Trinity Village. It showed how he expanded his business in the city, researched and developed technology around the engine, and quickly amassed the necessary funds to push his business further. The novel only mentioned that Li Youcai divided the land based on Zhou
Hengyang's input.
I take it the village chief wants your help, then?