Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 396 The Beloved Little Sister 31

Ji Jianjun got up before dawn.

He tiptoed to the backyard and checked the vegetables he was to deliver that day by the moonlight.

The cucumbers in the greenhouse are lush and green, the tomatoes are bright red, and the eggplants are deep purple—all the result of their family's careful cultivation.

"Jianjun, so early?" Wang Xiuhua came out wearing a coat, holding a bowl of steaming hot egg noodles.

"Mom, why are you up?" Ji Jianjun quickly took the bowl. "I have to deliver vegetables to the county today, so I have to leave early."

"Have something warm before you go." Wang Xiuhua looked at her son with heartache. "I heard about what happened to Lin Xiulan yesterday..."

Ji Jianjun slurped his noodles, mumbling, "Don't mention her. It's the village chief's daughter, though..."

“Li Hongmei?” Wang Xiuhua’s eyes lit up. “That girl is good. She works at the county paper mill. She’s educated and sensible.”

Ji Jianjun finished his noodles in a few bites, his ears burning slightly: "I just said it offhand..."

After loading the vegetables, Ji Jianjun set off on his tricycle.

The morning dew dampened his trouser legs, but his heart was warm.

Yesterday, Li Hongmei's words on behalf of their family piqued his curiosity about this girl whom he had only met a few times before.

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The county paper mill canteen is a new client he has developed.

After tasting the vegetables he grew, the factory manager immediately signed a long-term supply contract.

This is not only a stable income for him, but also an opportunity to move to the city.

"Comrade Ji is here!" Chef Wang from the canteen greeted her warmly. "The cucumbers are so fresh and crisp today!"

Ji Jianjun helped carry the vegetables into the kitchen, but his eyes couldn't help but dart towards the factory area.

Master Wang, observing this, asked with a smile, "Who are you looking for?"

"No, no one..." Ji Jianjun scratched his head, "I just heard that there's someone named Li Hongmei in your factory..."

"Hongmei!" Master Wang slapped his thigh. "She's from the publicity department, incredibly talented at calligraphy and drawing! She should be in the office building right now..."

Before the words were finished, a familiar voice came from behind: "Master Wang, I've finished writing today's blackboard bulletin..."

Ji Jianjun turned around and saw a girl with a ponytail standing at the door, holding a few pieces of paper in her hand.

The light shone from behind her, giving her a golden edge.

"Comrade Hongmei!" Master Wang introduced with a smile, "This is Comrade Ji Jianjun, who delivers vegetables to us. He's from Jijiacun Village."

Li Hongmei paused for a moment, then generously extended her hand: "Hello, Comrade Ji."

Ji Jianjun wiped his hand on his pants several times before daring to shake it: "Y-hello..."

His rough, large hand grasped that fair, soft little hand, his heart pounding like a drum.

Li Hongmei's hands smelled of ink and had a faint scent of paper, quite different from someone who dealt with soil all day.

“I’ve heard Aunt Zhang and Dad talk about you,” Li Hongmei said with a smile. “They said you were the first person in the village to grow vegetables in greenhouses, you’re really capable.”

Ji Jianjun's dark face flushed red: "N-nothing... I was just thinking about it randomly..."

Master Wang tactfully walked away, leaving the two of them standing at the entrance of the canteen.

The morning sun shone on them, casting two close shadows on the ground.

“Yesterday… thank you.” Ji Jianjun mustered his courage and said, “You spoke up for my sister-in-law.”

Li Hongmei waved her hand: "Lin Xiulan is too bullying. Besides, your sister-in-law Zhou Xiaomei is my junior high school classmate, she's a very nice person."

After chatting for a while, Ji Jianjun learned that Li Hongmei was in charge of publicity at the paper mill and also enjoyed reading.

Li Hongmei was also surprised to find that this seemingly dull farmer actually had such a deep understanding of vegetable cultivation.

"I have to go to work now." Li Hongmei glanced at her watch. "Next time you come to deliver vegetables, I'll take you to our factory library. There are some books on agricultural technology that might be helpful to you."

Ji Jianjun's eyes lit up: "Really? Thank you so much!"

On the way back to the village, Ji Jianjun pedaled with much more strength than when he came.

The wind blew on his face, carrying the coolness of early autumn, but he felt hot all over.

Li Hongmei's slightly upturned lips when she spoke, her eyes crinkling when she smiled, and that "next time"...

All of this made his heart flutter.

In the following week, Ji Jianjun went to the county even more frequently.

Not only did they deliver vegetables to the paper mill on time, they also proactively helped other units deliver goods.

Every time he went there, he would "bump into" Li Hongmei, and the two gradually became acquainted.

That day, Ji Jianjun went to the paper mill to deliver vegetables as usual.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a group of people gathered in front of the office building, and Li Hongmei was standing on a stool drawing a blackboard newspaper.

She was wearing a blue work uniform with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing her fair arms.

The chalk danced nimbly in her hands, and in no time she drew a golden wheat field and busy farmers.

"It's so well drawn!" Ji Jianjun couldn't help but exclaim.

Li Hongmei turned around and saw him, her eyes lighting up: "Brother Jianjun! Perfect timing, come and help me see if this farm tool drawing is accurate?"

This was the first time she had called him "Brother Jianjun," and Ji Jianjun's heart felt as sweet as if it had been soaked in honey.

He leaned closer to the blackboard and earnestly offered several suggestions for revision.

"You really know your stuff!" Li Hongmei nodded in satisfaction after making the revisions. "By the way, the library is open today. Want to go read some books?"

"go with!"

The paper mill's library wasn't large, but the books were arranged neatly.

Li Hongmei led Ji Jianjun to the agricultural technology section and pulled out a book titled "Vegetable Greenhouse Cultivation Technology": "This book should be useful to you."

Ji Jianjun was overjoyed and carefully flipped through the pages.

Much of the knowledge in the book was something he had been trying to grasp for years without success, but now it suddenly became clear.

"Red plum..."

He looked up to thank her, but found the girl engrossed in a literary magazine, sunlight streaming through the window illuminating her profile and outlining her soft features.

At that moment, Ji Jianjun suddenly understood what his elder brother meant by "heart racing" in his letter.

"What's wrong?" Li Hongmei noticed his gaze and looked up in confusion.

"N-nothing..." Ji Jianjun hurriedly lowered his head. "This book is really good. Can I borrow it to read?"

"Of course!" Li Hongmei said with a smile, "I'll help you get a library card."

And so, Ji Jianjun became a “special reader” of the paper mill library.

After each delivery, he would read for a while, and sometimes he would exchange reading experiences with Li Hongmei.

He discovered that this city girl not only didn't look down on him for being a farmer, but was actually very interested in his farming experience.

One month later, on a weekend, Ji Jianjun was busy in the greenhouse when he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Brother Jianjun!"

He crawled out of the greenhouse and saw Li Hongmei standing on the edge of the field, with a middle-aged man beside her.

"Hongmei? What brings you here?" Ji Jianjun was both surprised and delighted, and hurriedly brushed the mud off his body.

“This is my father,” Li Hongmei introduced. “He heard that your greenhouse vegetables are particularly good and wanted to come and visit to learn from him.”

Ji Jianjun then recognized the middle-aged man as Li Guoqiang, the village chief from the neighboring village.

He immediately tensed up: "Hello, village chief!"

Li Guoqiang smiled kindly: "Don't be nervous, I'm just an ordinary visitor today."

For the next two hours, Ji Jianjun led the father and daughter on a tour of his greenhouse, explaining in detail the planting techniques for various vegetables.

Li Guoqiang listened attentively, nodding repeatedly and asking questions from time to time, which Ji Jianjun answered one by one.

"Jianjun," Li Guoqiang patted him on the shoulder as he was leaving, "your technique should be promoted to the whole village. Next spring, I'm thinking of organizing the villagers to come and learn from you, what do you think?"

Ji Jianjun was flattered: "Of course!"

Li Hongmei winked at him: "My dad rarely praises people."

After seeing the father and daughter off, Ji Jianjun stood on the edge of the field, watching the setting sun cast long, long shadows of the two of them.

He suddenly realized that something wonderful was happening in his life.

The next morning, Ji Jianjun had just gotten up when he heard someone calling outside the courtyard gate: "Jianjun! Is Jianjun home?"

He pushed open the door and saw Li Hongmei carrying a cloth bag.

"Red plum blossoms? So early..."

"Here you go!" Li Hongmei shoved the bag into his hands. "These are agricultural technical documents I compiled last night, thinking you might find them useful."

The bag contained a thick stack of handwritten notes and newspaper clippings, all about vegetable cultivation. The handwriting was neat and legible, clearly showing that a lot of effort had been put into it.

"This..." Ji Jianjun was so moved that he couldn't speak.

“Oh, right,” Li Hongmei suddenly lowered her voice, “Lin Xiulan came to the factory to cause me trouble yesterday.”