The change in the expression on Yao Jingjing's face did not escape Sergei's eyes, he gently grabbed Yao Jingjing's shoulders and asked, "Jingjing, didn't you tell your mother that I was bankrupt?" ”

"Alas, don't you tell her what to do with this, don't you make her worry about it!"

A hint of guilt flashed in Sergei's eyes.

Yao Jingjing originally thought that she would return to China to see her parents in another two years, but now that she and Sergei are living in poverty, how can she have the money to fly. Whether he can return to China in this life is unknown. Thinking of this, Yao Jingjing couldn't help but sigh wistfully.

"Jingjing, you're homesick, aren't you?" Sergei, of course, knew Yao Jingjing's thoughts.

Yao Jingjing hugged Sergei's waist with one hand and comforted: "My home is you, where you are, home is there." ”

Sergei's heart couldn't help but gush with a warm current, and the arm holding Yao Jingjing couldn't help but tighten, and lowered his head and kissed Yao Jingjing's forehead gently.

Since Yao Jingjing made money picking honey, the couple often went up to the mountains to pick wild honey, and then went to the town to sell it on weekends, but also made some money. Unknowingly, the two have been in the countryside for a month.

As we enter July, the weather is getting hotter. It is said that the Belgorod region, where they are located, is located in the south of Russia, and the climate is suitable, and the winter is not as cold as Moscow, and the summer is not very hot. This morning, Yao Jingjing finished washing up and made breakfast, and found that Sergei hadn't gotten up yet, which was a little surprising.

"Sergey, it's time to get up. I've cooked the meal, and after dinner, we'll go to the mountains to pick honey. Yao Jingjing shouted at the bedroom while setting the dishes and chopsticks.

"Jingjing." Sergei's call came from the bedroom, and his voice was low and weak.

Yao Jingjing frowned suspiciously, she went to the bedroom, and found Sergei still lying on the bed, and was about to be angry, Sergei spoke.

"Jingjing, I seem to have a fever."

Run a fever? Yao Jingjing's heart suddenly lifted. The new coronavirus has swept the world, and if you don't pay attention, you can get infected. Yao Jingjing nervously paced to the edge of the bed, catching a glimpse of Sergei's flushed face, she hurriedly raised her hand to attach Sergei's forehead.

"Your forehead is so hot." Yao Jingjing touched her forehead again and made sure that Sergei did have a fever.

"Jingjing, am I infected?"

"Don't think about it, it's probably just a common cold. Don't go out these days, just lie at home, take some cold medicine, and see. Yao Jingjing tucked the quilt corner for Sergei, and took out the cold medicine from the bedside table.

"Jingjing, I'm tired now, I can't accompany you up the mountain, so don't go at all."

"If you don't do it, you have to make money."

"But it's dangerous for you to go up the mountain alone."

"It's okay, I'll bring a shotgun, you taught me how to shoot."

"But you haven't done a real combat exercise."

"It's okay, don't worry, Sergey, I'll be fine." After speaking, Yao Jingjing leaned over and imprinted a kiss on Sergei's forehead.

After breakfast, Yao Jingjing went out to pick honey alone with a shotgun and an axe. It's the first time I went up the mountain, and I'm still a little apprehensive, but I can't help it, there are two people in the family, one is sick, and the other person doesn't go out to work, then there will be no food.

To say that this forest is very large, but every time they go up the mountain, Sergei and Yao Jingjing only wander in the shallow part of the forest, not daring to go deeper, because they are afraid of wolves. Now that Yao Jingjing is alone, she doesn't dare to go to the depths of the dense forest. Yao Jingjing carefully inspected the low tree hole, but the honey in the low tree hole was basically hollowed out by Sergei, and in desperation, Yao Jingjing had to aim at the high tree hole.