Official Career Storm
Chapter 399

Chapter 399: Chapter 399

When Wu Qiangwei hooked her second fish, she finally understood what Song Guanchao meant by addiction.

The moment the float standing on the water’s surface was suddenly tugged down,

that signal indicated a fish was on the hook.

With a fierce upward jerk of the rod, the heavy pull at the end of the fishing line entered into a tussle with her.

It was a peaceful form of hunting that awakened the hunting instincts coded into human genes from our ancestors.

That afternoon, Wu Qiangwei caught over a dozen fish.

For her, having interactions with officials and businessmen of all kinds every day, such moments of rest and relaxation were precious indeed.

"Time to go home."

Grandpa stood up and said.

"Let’s go." Song Guanchao picked up the bucket and grabbed the fishing rods.

Wu Qiangwei carried the stool and followed behind.

As they left the shore, Song Guanchao glanced at the ducks and geese that had also come ashore and said, "I’m going to catch a duck."

Wu Qiangwei volunteered bravely, "I’ll catch one!"

Song Guanchao’s opinion of her had really changed today.

This girl must have gotten hooked on the fun, right?

He chuckled, "You go, I’ll wait for you here."

The old man shook his head, "I’m heading back first."

After grandpa left, Song Guanchao stood still, watching Wu Qiangwei run towards the flock of ducks.

She slowed down, approached quietly, then reached out to grab one but missed.

After about ten minutes of this commotion, just as Song Guanchao was about to help her out, she finally caught one.

With the excitement of a small child on her face, she ran over and held up the duck, seeking praise, "Look, I caught it!"

"Caught what?"

"A duck, of course!"

Song Guanchao stared at the "duck" in her hand, pondered for a few seconds, then squeezed out a smile, "Uh-huh, let’s head back."

Back in the village, Wu Ming and Uncle Hong watched from afar.

Seeing Wu Qiangwei covered in mud, her hair bun undone, and holding a duck, Wu Ming opened his mouth wide, "Why is my sister so dirty? Did she roll in a mud pit?"

Uncle Hong turned to get in the car, "Alright, let’s go to town for a meal."

In the courtyard,

Grandpa was sharpening knives intently when he heard footsteps and saw the two of them return.

Song Guanchao put down the stools, fishing rods, and bucket, while Wu Qiangwei walked over with the duck, "Grandpa, a duck."

Grandpa looked at the duck in her hand and was stunned.

Wu Qiangwei tilted her head, "Grandpa?"

"Cough." The old man cleared his throat, staring at the duck, and asked, "Did it make any noise when you caught it?"

Wu Qiangwei was puzzled by the sudden and odd question.

Yet she thought it over carefully and nodded, "It quacked twice."

The old man continued, "Do you know what it was saying?"

Wu Qiangwei was surprised, "Grandpa, you can understand what ducks say?"

"Normally, no, but today I do."

"Huh?" Wu Qiangwei was befuddled, "What did the duck say?"

The old man said, "It was saying, ’I’m a goose, I’m a goose!’"

"Pfft—hahaha!"

Song Guanchao had been struggling to hold it in, but he couldn’t any longer and burst into laughter, clutching his stomach uncontrollably.

Wu Qiangwei looked at the "duck" in her hands, her face flushed with anger, and gave Song Guanchao a fierce glare.

No wonder he had such a strange look in his eyes after she caught the duck.

The guy must have realized it all along!

Yet he had never mentioned it, making her embarrass herself.

Grandpa put down the knife, walked over, and gave him a kick in the rear end, "All you do is make fun of people, go apologize to the girl."

Song Guanchao, almost bursting with laughter, responded, "Grandpa, you didn’t let it slide either, saying a duck could talk, I can’t stop laughing."

Grandma heard the commotion and came out, furious, she gave each of them a smack.

Seeing Wu Qiangwei standing there, her face red with embarrassment, she took the goose and said, "Goose tastes better than duck, we’ll have half of it braised and half in soup. Go take a bath, and by the time you’re done, the meal will be ready."

"Okay."

Wu Qiangwei walked towards the house, and seeing Song Guanchao follow, she shot him a vicious glance, "Song Guanchao, think it’s funny?"

Song Guanchao shook his head, "It actually is extremely funny."

"..." Wu Qiangwei twisted his waist sharply, "That will teach you to laugh!"

"Ouch, that hurts, let go!"

"Hmph!"

Wu Qiangwei ignored him and headed for the washroom.

She closed the door, took off her clothes, turned on the water, and it wasn’t until she was halfway through washing herself that she remembered she hadn’t brought any clean clothes to change into.

She looked at the dirty clothes she’d taken off, knowing she couldn’t continue wearing them.

She went to the door and said through the crack, "Song Guanchao."

Song Guanchao was outside slaughtering a goose.

But he had keen ears, and by the third call, he heard her.

"What’s up?"

"Come here for a moment."

Song Guanchao walked to the door, "What’s wrong?"

"I didn’t bring any clothes," Wu Qiangwei said softly. "Do you have any shorts and a shirt?"

Wear my clothes?

Song Guanchao quickly said, "Yes, wait a moment for me."

He went back to his room and found a white shirt and some shorts.

Clothes and shorts were easy to find, but underwear... surely it wasn’t okay to wear mine, right?

He brought the clothes and shorts to her, asking, "Do you need to wear my underwear?"

"No need," Wu Qiangwei said, extremely embarrassed.

She had originally planned just to have a chat with Song Guanchao. She hadn’t expected to end up fishing or catching ducks, let alone grabbing the wrong one.

Her jeans and shirt were covered in mud, and she was sweaty all over.

The clothes were definitely no longer wearable, and the underwear needed to be washed too.

She hid behind the door, reached out her arm, Song Guanchao stuffed the clothes into her hand, and she hurriedly closed the door.

Looking at the clothes she’d changed out of, Wu Qiangwei puffed out her cheeks, dried off her body, and quickly pulled on the shorts.

Thankfully, her bra was still wearable.

Coming out of the washroom, she was holding her dirty clothes.

Song Guanchao took them from her, "I’ll wash them for you."

"No need, I can wash them myself."

"Why wash them yourself when there’s a washing machine?"

Song Guanchao carelessly threw them into the washing machine before turning back to look at her.

The shirt and shorts were obviously too large.

But she was tall, and the oversized clothes gave her a certain charm.

"Hungry?"

"Not hungry..."

"Gurgle gurgle."

She covered her stomach, her face full of embarrassment.

Song Guanchao didn’t tease her, afraid of making her cry.

"The food will be ready in a moment, have a seat first."

"I’d rather not sit, come with me to the town."

"Let’s eat first, then go. There’s no rush."

He thought there was no need to buy any cigarettes or alcohol, but Wu Qiangwei wanted to go, so he’d accompany her.

By half-past six, the meal was ready.

They had come back early, returning before five o’clock.

Mainly because the goose was tough to stew, otherwise they could have eaten earlier.

Wu Qiangwei’s stomach was nearly collapsing with hunger, leaving her with no strength and slumped on the couch.

When she sat down at the dining table and saw a table full of home-cooked dishes, Wu Qiangwei was so moved she was nearly in tears.

"Girl, you must be hungry, right? Eat up," Grandma handed her the chopsticks.

"Thank you, Grandma."

Wu Qiangwei picked up a chopstick of green peppers stir-fried with dried tofu, and her taste buds were instantly satisfied.

She restrained herself, but she was really too hungry, and the food tasted too good.

One bowl of white rice was quickly finished, but it wasn’t enough.

Grandma asked, "Want another bowl?"

"No..."

"I’ll get it for you," Song Guanchao knew she was self-conscious and directly took her bowl to serve her another generous portion.

Looking at the full bowl of white rice, Wu Qiangwei’s cheeks reddened again.

As a girl visiting someone’s home, eating so much in one sitting made her feel embarrassed.

What was even more mortifying was her worry that she might not be able to finish so much.

The elderly are very frugal with food; if they saw her wasting food, even if they didn’t say anything, they’d be unhappy in their hearts.

Sure enough, she had only eaten half of the bowl when she couldn’t eat any more.

Song Guanchao noticed, grabbed her bowl, poured the remaining rice into his own, and then served her a bowl of old goose soup, "Have some soup."

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