Meng Zhenghui listened to Aunt Lin's words before, and could probably guess that she should have only seen Fang Jiao crying, and ran over in a hurry after misunderstanding something, and didn't know what was going on, so she explained: "Our family has been busy recently, and we have paid a little money to ask Miss Fang to cook for me and Xiaotang, Second Aunt Lin should know about this, right?"

When Aunt Lin nodded, he continued: "So this time Miss Fang came to ask us if we had any taboos, and I told her not to bring makeup to cook, as for why she cried, I really don't know." ”

Second Aunt Lin was obviously a little unconvinced, and said suspiciously: "Is this really the case?" and muttered again: "That's it, it's not like that." ”

Lin Baitang didn't like to be watched, not to mention that he was not wrong at all, so he swept a pair of bright eyes around the villagers who passed around his house intentionally or unintentionally, and then said coldly to Aunt Lin: "If you don't believe it, you can go back and ask your own sister-in-law." ”

When Second Aunt Lin heard this, her voice rose again: "I'm not going, what should you do if you run away as soon as I go!"

Lin Baitang was about to be laughed at by her: "We didn't do anything wrong, what is there to run, besides, my house is still here, where can I run." ”

Second Aunt Lin was stunned for a moment, but I have to say that she also felt a little reasonable, but she refused to admit defeat on her face, and after throwing down a few threatening words, she turned around and went home.

When the people around saw that there was no good show, they all dispersed, completely missing the appearance that they had just been busy and must pass by.

Lin Baitang felt a little headache after watching the onlookers before and after they all went back to themselves, pressed his fist twice, clicked and clicked, and said hatefully: "This Second Aunt Lin is really, she came to mess around without figuring out the matter, and her mouth was unpleasant, if she wasn't older, I really wanted to teach her a lesson." ”

Meng Zhenghui's expression looked a little unclear, there was no annoyance or impatience at the moment, more like he was worried about something far away: "I hope it's just a moment of urgency and I haven't figured things out." ”

He had seen too many things that could be done for marriage in the previous circle, if this time it was really just Aunt Lin who was in a hurry and didn't figure out the matter and came to scold, for him, in addition to being scolded in vain, in fact, there was no loss, what he was more afraid of was that this was just the beginning, and there would be more troubles one after another.

Even if he had never experienced these things himself, he had dozens of ways to start with this incident, so that the people in the village felt that he had done something to Fang Jiao, so that he could use this as pressure to marry Fang Jiao.

This kind of thing is in his circle, everyone actually knows it, but he still has to maintain a decent face, so he has to get by and will not expose it, after all, there is no such thing in any big family, if one is revealed, everyone has no face.

And this kind of knowing also leads to the fact that after the exchange of interests is over, the two will be separated, and everyone will feel normal, and their respective men and women will marry each other, which will not affect anything, but I am afraid it will be different here.

Everybody will take it seriously.

It may be said that it is the dream of other men to hug left and right, and to be blessed with all people, but this is by no means Meng Zhenghui's.

And Meng Zhenghui doesn't think that Lin Baitang will be a person who can share his love with others.

Unless, it's not a lover, it's just a person who lives together, just like his own father, and those aunts and wives who don't get along with each other.

Meng Zhenghui is not willing to live like that for the rest of his life.

Meng Zhenghui was worried at this time, but Lin Baitang didn't understand what he was worried about, because her eyes were attracted by a grass on the ground at the moment.

She moved neatly, leaned over to confirm the variety of grass, and dug out the slender rhizome with a few shovels, Lin Baitang carried the leaves and knocked the soil off the shovel, pinched off the rhizome, and handed it to Meng Zhenghui with a little excitement: "Come and taste it." ”

Meng Zhenghui's eyes shifted from Lin Baitang's hand to her face, and then to the dusty thing, even though he usually trusted Lin Baitang, he couldn't help but hesitate a little at this time, he politely stretched out his hand, but he didn't really want to answer: "This is ...... Grassroots?"

Lin Baitang nodded, looked at Meng Zhenghui's clean hands, and then looked at the dirty hands he had just turned over the soil, but he felt that he understood what Meng Zhenghui meant, it was nothing more than that it was not easy to get dirt in this way.

People in the city always want gold to be a little more expensive, Lin Baitang thought so, picked up the kettle at the root of the wall, washed it against the grassroots, and then broke off the half and put it into his mouth, and then handed the rest to Meng Zhenghui again: "No, it's not poisonous, I'm from a snack to a big one." ”

Having said this, it was all sent to his mouth again, Meng Zhenghui was not good not to eat, he was originally prepared in his heart, thinking about how unpalatable it would be, and he would never spit it out, but the entrance of this grass root was not the grassy smell he thought, but a slight spicy taste, and the more he chewed, the more obvious it became.

The expression on Meng Zhenghui's face was not concealed, and the surprise at this moment was revealed very honestly, Lin Baitang had already expected this, and asked him with a smile: "Interesting, isn't it?" ”

When Meng Zhenghui nodded, she became happy again: "Don't look at it as if those storytellers like to say that when there is a famine, everyone digs grass roots to eat, and they think that the taste of grass roots must be unpalatable, in fact, when you can choose, there are many kinds of grass roots, sour, sweet and spicy, no worse than the snacks in your city, and it is convenient and does not cost money." ”

"When I used to go up the mountain with my father, I often nibbled on dry food or jerky for a few days in a row, and my mouth was as light as something, so I often liked to dig up some grass roots and chew them to satisfy my cravings. ”

Lin Baitang said very happily, at first his eyebrows fluttered, but then he seemed to remember something, and his face was bitter: "But most of these things are bitter and fishy, only a small part is delicious, and it is not easy to find, it looks very similar, I also have times when I am wrong, and when I have time, I will find you to try it." ”

Sleeping in the open air, gnawing on dry cakes for a few days, and finally the mouth was so tasteless that I could only turn over some grass roots to chew, which could have been regarded as a little miserable, but the person who said it was unconscious, and even regarded it as a small achievement worth saying.

Meng Zhenghui actually felt sorry for her when he heard Lin Baitang say, but Lin Baitang didn't feel bitter, so Meng Zhenghui was a little difficult to say distressed words.

He didn't want the sweetness in Lin Baitang's memory to change the taste. He hopes that this will always be a little sweetness of childhood that Lin Baitang feels very happy and worth talking about, instead of making those happy moments in her heart become bitter days in the eyes of others.

So when Lin Baitang said this, Meng Zhenghui just listened quietly, filled the remaining little grass root into his mouth and chewed it slowly, and then after hearing Lin Baitang's promise, he nodded with a smile and said a good word.

After no one came to disturb him, Lin Baitang opened the land a lot faster, and there was a Meng Zhenghui reading a book next to him, bringing tea and water from time to time to wipe his sweat, and unconsciously the planned land had been opened by a third, and at this time, it was almost afternoon.

Lin Baitang sat down beside Meng Zhenghui while moving his somewhat painful palm, rubbed his hungry stomach, looked at the intersection where Fang Jiao's house was, and said a little strangely: "Why hasn't the food been delivered yet?"

She said, looked at Meng Zhenghui, and teased him: "It won't be that you said a word, the little girl's face can't be hung up, and she won't come again." ”

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, Lin Baitang's voice fell, and Fang Jiao's figure appeared on the path, she didn't change her clothes this time, and even the makeup on her face was removed, refreshing and refreshing, but like a girl of her age.

Her eyes were a little red and swollen, but she restrained herself and stopped deliberately letting the two of them see it like before, and lowered her head and her voice was a little muffled: "I'm sorry, Sister Baitang, Young Master Meng, I'm a little late." ”

Fang Jiao said as she took out the dishes she brought from the basket, Fang Jiao really put her heart into it, there were so many things in the morning, and now she can come up with a combination of meat, a vegetable and a soup, it is not in vain that the two of them have waited for her for a long time.

Lin Baitang deliberately avoided contact between the two, so he took the initiative to take something from Fang Jiao's hand, handed it to Meng Zhenghui, and said politely: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

While Lin Baitang was doing this kind of thing, he felt that he was really a little too careful, but he didn't expect Meng Zhenghui to be extremely cooperative and not take the initiative to go to Fang Jiao to get things, and he didn't even look at it, until all the dishes were finished, he nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

It's just that I thank you for this life, but I don't know if it's Lin Baitang or the other party's coquettishness.

Fang Jiao didn't say much this time, and didn't try to talk to Meng Zhenghui again, but after handing over the food, she quietly stepped aside.

Lin Baitang and Meng Zhenghui were still a little uncomfortable with her this time, and they couldn't help but look back frequently when they were eating, but Fang Jiao's side didn't react, and the two of them were a little upset in their hearts.

It wasn't until the two of them finished eating that Fang Jiao came to collect the bowl and said in a low voice: "I know about my sister coming to you today, I'm sorry." ”

I don't know what psychology it is, as soon as she opened her mouth, the hearts of Lin Baitang and Meng Zhenghui that were hanging in the air suddenly fell.

The two of them are actually a little soft and not hard, before Aunt Lin was unreasonable, they could scold back mercilessly, but when they saw Fang Jiao's pitiful appearance, they couldn't say anything serious.

Meng Zhenghui didn't speak in order to avoid suspicion, Lin Baitang had no choice but to speak: "Okay, it's not a big deal, you explain it clearly, just don't make this kind of misunderstanding in the future." ”

Lin Baitang didn't say softly, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Fang Jiao's tears came down:" Sister Baitang, you save me, my father and mother want to marry me to an old landlord as an aunt for forty silver dollars, I don't want to go, so I have been hiding from home for this time, this time my sister told me that she had a holiday with Sister Baitang, and said the conditions of Young Master Meng, so I did those things before, one is because I want to be angry for my sister, and the other is to see if I can be favored by Young Master Meng, I don't want to be rich and expensive, I just want not to marry someone who is older than my father. ”

As she spoke, she went to see Lin Baitang with a pair of tearful eyes, she had already seen that Meng Zhenghui was not able to enter the oil and salt, so she had to pin her hopes on Lin Baitang: "Sister Baitang, we are all girls' families, and you also know that as long as I marry in the past, my life will be ruined." ”

Lin Baitang dodged a little slower, and was caught by Fang Jiao.

......。

Is it too late to regret the soft-heartedness just now?