My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 150 feels like we're on a date.

Compared to the markets in Sichuan I visited less than a month ago, the markets here have many local specialties, such as fluffy sheepskin felt, various cheap fresh fruits and vegetables, as well as barbecue and some local handicrafts.

This town is a relatively off-the-beaten-path tourist destination, and today was its weekly market day, so there were quite a few people there.

It's considered an off-the-beaten-path attraction because compared to those popular tourist spots, there aren't as many visitors here. Even so, Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang were almost separated by the crowd when they got off the bus.

"This way."

Zhou Heming thought for a moment, then grabbed her wrist.

On her slender, fair wrist, one could feel faint, faded scars.

Zhou Heming felt a pang in his heart and looked at her.

“Ah He took my hand first.”

Cheng Shuangjiang smiled broadly, making one wonder if she had deliberately been pushed away by the crowd.

"Don't get separated."

Zhou Heming looked away and glanced at his phone. Lu Bai had sent a short video. In the video, a little lamb raised by a herdsman was bleating and looked very cute.

[Lu Bai]: Such an adorable little lamb.

[Lu Bai]: It would definitely taste delicious grilled!
It must be said, it has a lot of Lord Lu Bai's style.

"How's Ah Bai doing?"

Cheng Shuangjiang asked.

"She had her eye on the lambs from the herder's home."

Zhou Heming showed the video and chat logs to Cheng Shuangjiang.

"What an adorable little lamb."

It seems that girls really have no resistance to young animals.

“Ah Bai looks really hungry. He’s eating mutton every day and he’s still thinking about it.”

She looked up at the kebabs being grilled on the outskirts of the market.

"It's a pity Ah Bai isn't here, otherwise I would definitely buy some kebabs to eat."

"Let's go in first."

It's almost 10 o'clock now, and the market is bustling with people. Many are taking photos or live-streaming with their phones and cameras. Some shop owners are even live-streaming to promote their restaurants online.

It must be said that the emergence of the internet has indeed brought many people who were originally in remote areas closer to the world.

This town was actually brought to fame by online influencers. A simple online search of its name will bring up descriptions such as "hidden gem," "exclusive secret," and "niche charm."

As for Zhou Heming, the scenery he saw in Hanhai Township was not much different from the famous scenic spots he had seen online. The markets were also pretty much the same. So, there weren't that many tourists here, but there was still plenty of experience.

You can find vendors selling apricot juice, pastries, kebabs, cookies, candies, and dried fruits everywhere along the roadside.

"Boss, what's this?"

A tourist nearby grabbed a handful of beans and asked a question.

"Chickpeas, you can try them."

The boss said in Mandarin with a slight accent.

"It tastes great! Boss, I'll have some."

The tourist tried one and decided to place an order immediately.

Zhou Heming glanced at them and realized that he couldn't recognize any of the dried fruits. After looking at them, he could only recognize raisins.

"Teacher Fu told us to buy some dried fruit, let me see."

He released Cheng Shuangjiang's hand and scrolled through the chat history.

"Which one is almond?"

He asked the boss.

The shop owner pointed to one of the pots.

"Boss, what is this?"

Cheng Shuangjiang squatted down and picked up something that looked like a dried date.

"Yes, I don't know how to say this in Chinese."

The boss uttered a word that I couldn't understand.

Zhou Heming looked down at Cheng Shuangjiang, and the girl looked up at him.

A moment later, the two of them looked away simultaneously.

"So you don't understand either."

Zhou Heming said, trying to make amends.

"I haven't learned these yet."

Cheng Shuangjiang muttered.

"These are dates, they're very sweet."

A kind-hearted auntie passing by provided the answer.

The owner gestured for the two of them to try it.

Cheng Shuangjiang picked up one, stood up, and presented it to Zhou Heming.

"Ah He, you should try it."

"Go ahead and eat it. I'm not picky about dried fruit."

If only Lu Bai were here.

Zhou Heming figured she would definitely be able to pick things out cleanly and efficiently.

"That's it."

Cheng Shuangjiang broke open the hard date and handed it over.

Zhou Heming raised his hand, took half of the date, and put it in his mouth.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Cheng Shuangjiang chewed on a date and smiled.

Very sweet.

Zhou Heming nodded.

He thought, "A-Qian will definitely like to eat this."

He then took a picture and sent it to Lu Bai.

Lu Bai didn't reply for the time being, and Zhou Heming suspected that she might have really started roasting lambs.

"Then boss, we'll order some of this too."

Cheng Shuangjiang skillfully had the shopkeeper weigh out some more raisins, using the same bargaining skills she used when she went to the market with Zhou Heming, and successfully got the shopkeeper to round down the price for them.

"Hehe, I made a profit."

She carried two bags of dried fruit with the air of a primary school student who had just won first place at a sports meet.

Zhou Heming naturally took the two bundles of dried fruit, weighed them in his hand, and figured they would last him a week.

There are still a lot of people.

He reached out to Cheng Shuangjiang, intending to grab her wrist to prevent them from getting separated.

However, Cheng Shuangjiang slightly avoided Zhou Heming's hand and instead took his hand in hers.

Just like holding hands.

Zhou Heming was taken aback and looked at the two holding hands.

In the end, they didn't let go.

"That's what the director asked for."

Upon seeing this, Cheng Shuangjiang smiled and explained.

"Was that really what the director asked for?"

Zhou Heming felt that Cheng Shuangjiang was being a bit too improvisational, but as it approached noon, there were indeed more people, so holding her hand like this wasn't a problem.

"We're like we're on a date right now."

"Hush," Cheng Shuangjiang whispered, moving slightly closer to Zhou Heming.

Yang Ge, who was filming behind them, keenly captured this scene.

Naturally, close-ups are maximized.

He pretended to be a potted plant and followed along the way.

As a magician in his thirties who had never had a girlfriend, he felt that these two people had either dated before or were currently dating.

It doesn't look like acting.

The way they interacted, the physical distance, the focus of their gazes—it was 100% like a couple in love!
As a cameraman who has filmed dating reality shows, he can be certain.

But he had seen Zhou Heming and Lu Bai together, and the two were definitely a close couple, without a doubt.

Well, there is only one answer.

Either Zhou Heming is an exceptionally talented actor, capable of acting alongside Lu Bai and Cheng Shuangjiang without even the experienced cameraman noticing.

Or maybe he's a master of romance!
However, after careful observation, Yang Ge felt that Zhou Heming might be a master of romance, but it was somewhat unlikely that Zhou Heming was a master of romance.

He was even more innocent than Yang Ge himself; he probably gets so nervous holding a girl's hand that his palms sweat.

He tentatively estimated that Cheng Shuangjiang might be Zhou Heming's ex-girlfriend, and that the two did not break up after arguing, so they can still maintain this relationship.

The sun was shining brightly today, and the market was crowded. After walking for a while, both Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang were slightly sweaty.

Actually, they mainly came to the market to buy dried fruit to take back for breakfast and to make pilaf. The real vegetables and meat were all purchased by the village chefs at Fu Yuqing's request. He didn't expect the two students to carry back much food.

However, the production team wanted to film some travel, food, and drink segments for promotional purposes, so they provided ample funding, allowing Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang to spend money freely on food and drinks.

"If Lu Bai were here, he would be very happy, as he could eat whatever he wanted without worrying about the budget."

Zhou Heming passed by a shop selling spicy lamb trotters and boiled lamb heads. The shop owner was eating the lamb head with his bare hands, whether he was filming a video or live streaming on his phone, just like those short videos Zhou Heming had seen online before.

The aroma of mutton wafted through the air, making one's mouth water.

"Then you can invite Ah Bai to come shopping next time, okay?"

Cheng Shuangjiang didn't know whether she was joking or giving serious advice.

Zhou Heming glanced at the cameraman behind him, then walked to a stall selling apricot juice.

Zhou only knew that this was a local specialty, but he had never tasted it.

"Boss, I want, um, I want three cups of apricot juice."

After paying, Zhou Heming saw the owner fill a cup with apricot juice from a tube extending from the refrigerator and hand it to him.

"This seems a bit cold, can you drink it?"

Zhou Heming looked at Cheng Shuangjiang.

"OK."

Cheng Shuangjiang took the cup and took a sip.

"It's sweet and sour, it tastes great! Ah He, you should try it."

Zhou Heming took the second cup and handed it to Yang Ge.

"thank you."

Yang Ge finished the ice-cold apricot juice in one gulp and suddenly felt that Zhou Heming was probably also a poor guy who was liked by two girls but could not make a decision. He couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Zhou Heming kept the last cup for himself. He took a sip; it was icy cold, with a perfect balance of sweet and sour, and very appetizing.

"Isn't it a good time to find a place to have lunch?"

As it approached noon, Zhou Heming felt he should take a break. He carried dried fruit in one hand and apricot juice in the other, his phone tucked into his pocket.

"Okay, let Yang-ge take a rest too."

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at the cameraman.

"I don't get a break. I still have to film you guys eating."

Yang Ge waved his hand.

"Let's find a spot first."

There are many food stalls in this market, selling all kinds of grilled skewers, yellow noodles, pilaf, baked buns, naan, stewed meat, etc. The seats are all clustered together, and you can order from one stall and have it delivered to your table.

Zhou Heming found an empty table before the rest of the group started eating.

"You wait here, I'll go buy it. Is there anything you particularly want to eat?"

"Then I want to eat yellow noodles and roasted meat, as well as the baked buns with tomato and mutton filling from that restaurant we saw before."

Cheng Shuangjiang stated her needs frankly.

For Zhou Heming, who suffers from decision-making difficulties, Cheng Shuangjiang's request actually made him feel more at ease.

"Where's Yang Ge?"

"I'm fine with anything, as long as I'm full."

Clearly, Yang Ge, a 30-something single magician who has never had a girlfriend, wouldn't realize how conflicted the "whatever" option is for buyers.

"Then I'll buy a large portion of mutton pilaf, so we can share it later."

Zhou Heming had an idea.

Yang followed him to film the process of buying lunch. Cheng Shuangjiang sat in her seat and waited, and saw two glasses of apricot juice on the table.

One cup was hers, and she drank a quarter of it; Zhou Heming's cup was half-drunk.

She gently bit her straw.

When Zhou Heming returned, he was carrying several takeout boxes.

On the table were the yellow noodles that Cheng Shuangjiang had specifically requested, a bowl of stir-fried pork noodles, a serving of mutton pilaf, and three baked buns in a plastic bag.

"The boss will bring over the grilled meat skewers later."

Zhou Heming sat down next to Cheng Shuangjiang.

Because of the filming requirements, Yang Ge had to make them face the camera, so they sat opposite each other, and the two of them could only sit side by side.

Finally free, Zhou Heming took out his phone and saw that Lu Bai had sent him a lot of messages.

[Lu Bai]: I want to eat this dried fruit. Can you buy me some?
[Lu Bai]: Heming, you're the best! Love you, muah!

These two posts were made after he bought the apricot juice. He didn't have his hand on the phone at the time, so he didn't see them.

[Lu Bai]: [Images] [Images] [Images] [Images]

[Lu Bai]: The herdsmen are so hospitable! They invited us to stay for lunch. Aren't you envious?
[Lu Bai]: The uncle here said he would send us some dried meat. When you come back tonight, I will cook you a special meal.

She posted a long list of pictures of lunch.

I just don't know if what she meant by "giving her special treatment" was actually asking Zhou Heming to give her special treatment.

Zhou Heming also took a picture of his lunch, sent it to Lu Bai, and then put his phone on the table.

"Ahe has gotten used to sending his girlfriend photos of what he ate."

Upon seeing this, Cheng Shuangjiang smiled faintly.

Zhou Heming recalled the lunch they had on their second day together. He had almost forgotten he had a girlfriend, and it was Cheng Shuangjiang who reminded him via message.

"Eat quickly."

He could only hand the chopsticks to the girl next to him.

"They also have rice sausage and lung noodles here, but I'm not sure what they are, so I didn't buy any."

"Okay, we'll come back to eat here again next time we have the chance."

Cheng Shuangjiang took the chopsticks and stirred the yellow noodles in the bowl.

Yellow noodles are actually the same as cold noodles here, but because an ingredient called "peng hui" is added to the noodles, giving them a yellow color, they are called yellow noodles.

"Would you like a taste?"

After she mixed it, she gestured for Zhou Heming to take a bite.

"Then you should try mine too."

Zhou Heming ate noodles with braised pork, which had a stronger flavor.

Cheng Shuangjiang picked up a few strands of noodles from his bowl and then put a few strands of noodles from her own bowl into his bowl.

Zhou Heming took a bite.

It has a unique flavor and is perfect for this season.

The barbecue was then brought over by the owner of the stall next door, served on a large plate.

Zhou Heming first took a picture and sent it to Lu Bai, then took a new pair of chopsticks, put the meat from the skewers onto a plate so that everyone could pick it up, and put some of the large portion of pilaf into a paper bowl for Cheng Shuangjiang to try.

A bite of noodles, a bite of meat—it's truly delightful.

Yang Ge filmed the two eating for a while before putting down the camera and quickly shoveling rice into his mouth.

Zhou Heming picked up his phone and tapped a few times.

After a while, Cheng Shuangjiang's phone vibrated.

Below the 520 transfer from the last Qixi Festival were several messages exchanged in advance during our duty shifts, and further down were the photos of food and drinks that Zhou Heming had just taken.

"I noticed you didn't take any photos, so I'm sending them to you. You can keep them to post on your WeChat Moments or other social media feeds."

Zhou Heming took a sip of apricot juice and said.

I don't know if it was his imagination.

It seems like I'm drinking more and more apricot juice?

*
Had lunch.

The three of them rested for a while.

The main reason was the drowsiness from waking up early, and I also borrowed an outlet from the shop owner to charge my phone.

Zhou Heming chatted with the boss for a while.

I heard that there have been quite a few tourists recently. Because those famous tourist attractions are too crowded, many people have been diverted here, and even the guesthouses and inns in the town are almost full.

For the boss, this is naturally a good thing.

Zhou Heming inquired about Hanhai Township.

I never expected that the boss would know about Fu Yuqing.

“Teacher Fu, I know. My child didn’t study much back then. She came to my house several times to persuade us to send him there. Later, he did well in school and went to junior high school in the county. He was quite promising and got into university.”

The boss said with a sigh.

"Do you think it's a good idea for your child to study abroad?"

Zhou Heming noticed that Yang Ge, who had been dozing off, had somehow set up a camera to capture this unexpected interview.

"Although it sometimes feels a bit lonely when they're not around, the kids have to have their own lives eventually. They can't sell kebabs forever."

The boss stroked his chin.

"Anyway, let him make his own way out there. If he can settle down, that's good. If he can't make it, he can come back and sell kebabs with me, hahaha."

The boss is very open-minded and optimistic.

"But Teacher Fu is a really good person. Over the years, thanks to her, many children have been able to go to school. Otherwise, they would have to be sent to the county, and many parents would be even more unwilling."

"So Teacher Fu wants to build a fully equipped school here so that students from the whole town can attend school nearby."

Cheng Shuangjiang interjected.

"That's amazing, but it's so difficult. You should all help her more."

The boss remarked with emotion.

As the number of tourists increased, the owner became extremely busy, and Zhou Heming and his companions felt embarrassed to occupy any more seats, so they got up and left.

Because of the time difference, the market becomes even more lively in the afternoon.

The two people and a cameraman strolled around the market, stopping frequently, capturing the lively and bustling atmosphere like a couple filming a vlog.

Around six o'clock, they prepared to go back.

A large number of tourists poured in.

It seems to be a few tour groups from somewhere.

As the crowd suddenly increased, Zhou Heming immediately grabbed Cheng Shuangjiang's hand.

But the sudden impact prevented the two of them from holding on.

In the surging crowd, Cheng Shuangjiang lost her footing, stumbled, and was pushed to the side of the road.

"Cheng Shuangjiang!"

Zhou Heming called out and squeezed through the crowd to stand in front of her.

"There are so many people."

Cheng Shuangjiang smiled and sighed as if nothing had happened.

"Let's wait until this group of people leaves before we leave."

Zhou Heming grabbed her hand, not wanting the girl to be separated from him again.

Once all the tourists had flooded into the market, Zhou Heming led her toward the exit.

However, after taking only two steps, he realized something was wrong.

"what happened?"

Turning around, he saw Cheng Shuangjiang walking unsteadily, her brows furrowed in pain.

"It seems like I twisted my ankle."

Cheng Shuangjiang forced a smile, but still didn't move forward.

"Let me see."

Zhou Heming immediately squatted down, lifted up her jeans leg, and saw her fair calves and ankles that were half covered by socks.

"May I take it off for you to check?"

He looked up and asked.

"Ah."

Cheng Shuangjiang nodded.

Zhou Heming carefully took off her sneakers and socks, revealing Cheng Shuangjiang's petite feet.

At this moment, the once beautiful ankle was now red and swollen. Zhou Heming reached out and gently touched it, only to feel a burning sensation.

Clearly, the shove had caused her to sprain her ankle, but the sensible girl didn't mention her injury and tried to keep going.

"hiss--"

As Zhou Heming touched her, Cheng Shuangjiang gasped.

"The sprain is quite serious. Wait a minute, there should be a hospital or clinic in town."

Zhou Heming checked on his phone and found that there was a township health center not far from the market.

"I'll take you there to handle this first; we can't delay."

Zhou Heming stood up, glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang, and then turned around.

"Come up, I'll carry you."

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