Lunch was very well prepared, and the table was full of small plates, each of which was small but varied, and it seemed to be very appetizing.

"It's all self-produced in Zhuangzi, not as delicate as the restaurant, but it's fresh. Let's try it. Michelle greeted everyone with a smile.

Wu Xiaomei pushed Qiao Yingying and raised her chin in the direction of Guan Mufeng. Qiao Yingying paused, walked over to him and sat down.

Looking at her small and soft side face, Guan Mufeng's eyes were gentle, and he picked up the champagne on the side and said, "Do you want to drink some?" ”

"Hmm." Qiao Yingying nodded, handed over the cup, and took a full cup.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very good, everyone was talking and laughing, Qiao Yingying gave Guan Mufeng some dishes from time to time, although there was still no much verbal exchange, but when the four eyes met, they were finally no longer so stiff.

Mi Xue didn't drink, and soon ate almost enough, holding a bowl of white fungus red date soup while drinking and talking.

"Xiaomei, how are the preparations for your wedding going?" She asked He Feng and the others.

Wu Xiaomei looked stunned, glanced at He Feng, and smiled: "It's all his family in Zhangluo, I'll just be there when I arrive." ”

"Yes, it's all over to my mom, so you don't have to worry about it." He Feng also laughed.

"But you have to have some opinions on your own wedding, right?" Michelle said again.

"I don't care, listen to Xiaomei." He Feng said with a grin.

"I don't have any opinion, just let your family have an idea." Wu Xiaomei said lightly, the smile on her face obviously faded a lot.

He Feng hadn't noticed anything yet, but Mi Xue clearly felt the change in Wu Xiaomei's mood, and she couldn't help but have a trace of worry in her eyes.

Qiao Yingying also seemed to be aware of it, her movements slowed down, and her eyes went back and forth between Wu Xiaomei and He Feng, a little confused.

"What's wrong?" Guan Mufeng saw her suddenly stop and couldn't help asking. His gaze swept over the glass she was about to bottom, and he curled the corners of his mouth and picked up the bottle next to him to fill it for her again.

"Drink more if you like." He said.

"Brother Mu Feng, why do you give Yingying so much drink, aren't you afraid that she will get drunk?" Mi Xue couldn't help but be surprised to see that he had already added several cups to Qiao Yingying.

"Don't worry, she's not so easy to get drunk." He Feng took over and said, looking like Qiao Yingying's eyes adoring and a little envious, "She hasn't blushed after drinking more than a dozen big boys, and drinking this champagne is not the same as playing." ”

"Really? Yingying is so powerful? Mi Xue looked Qiao Yingying up and down, very surprised.

"Also... You alright. Qiao Yingying nodded a little shyly.

For a while, the topic shifted to her drinking, and the atmosphere became lively again. Qiao Yingying clearly saw the faint loss between Wu Xiaomei's eyebrows, and couldn't help but be secretly worried.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant are facing the countryside outside, the neat vegetable beds and greenhouses, and the green vegetables have a natural and simple beauty, so after eating, Mi Xue and Jin Ye took them to visit the grange.

In the afternoon, the sun is just right, and the sun is warm on the body, and then look at the fresh and watery vegetables around you, and the mood is refreshing. Michelle was in a particularly good mood, and with a childlike heart, she asked people to send a few vegetable baskets.

"We eat hot pot at night, and the dishes to be shabu will be handed over to you, remember to pick the tender ones." She handed the basket to the three men, then took Qiao Yingying and Wu Xiaomei's hands, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's pick strawberries." ”

After walking away for a while, Qiao Yingying thought about the previous incident and asked Wu Xiaomei, "Sister Xiaomei, do you really not ask anything about the wedding?" After all, you only have one time in a lifetime, and if you don't like it, wouldn't it be a pity? ”

Michelle also wanted to ask, but she had a special identity, and there were some things she didn't fit to ask.

Wu Xiaomei paused for a moment, lowered her eyes slightly, and said after a while: "If everyone has an opinion, wouldn't it be better to discuss it forever, it's better to let her family have an idea, and I'll be a little more worry-free." ”

She said it lightly, but Qiao Yingying and Mi Xue both understood.

"Sister Xiaomei, is it that their family bullies you and doesn't listen to your opinion?" Qiao Yingying stopped, and there was a trace of indignation on her little face.

Mi Xue also became nervous, grabbed her hand and said, "Xiaomei, if you are wronged, you must speak out, don't hold it in your heart, we will support you." ”

Wu Xiaomei's heart was warm, and she smiled and said: "It's not as serious as you think, it's just that I don't have much contact with their family, and I haven't run in well, so I don't adapt to their style of doing things." ”

"What about the wedding?" Qiao Yingying was still a little relieved.

"Don't worry, without my involvement, they will only do more big things, and the scene will definitely not be faulty. As for the rest, there is no need to worry too much, so as not to fight and make He Feng embarrassed. Wu Xiaomei said.

"Xiaomei, it's really a blessing that my cousin can marry you in my previous life." Michelle took her hand and sighed.

"Don't say that, you didn't see me bullying him, and it was unrelenting." Wu Xiaomei grinned.

"I believe it." Michelle's hanging heart finally let go, and the three of them talked and laughed again, and walked towards the strawberry field.

Seeing that Wu Xiaomei returned to her usual cheerful and free again, Qiao Yingying couldn't help but admire and have a little understanding.

Sister Xiaomei is so smart and has such a good relationship with He Feng, there will still be times when she needs to regress and forbear. And the gap between her and her husband is even greater, and if she wants to cross it and stay together for a long time, she is afraid that she needs more tolerance and understanding.

A touch of realization crossed her delicate little face, and her mood suddenly brightened, and she already had an answer in her heart about how to deal with the conflict with Guan Mufeng.

There is a greenhouse in the Zhuangzi that grows strawberries, which will be fruitful, red and hanging among the green leaves, which is particularly delicate and delicious. Qiao Yingying jumped up excitedly as soon as she opened the curtain, took the small basket handed by Michelle and ran into the strawberry field.

She picked them one by one very carefully, all of them were red and plump, heavy, and soon the small basket was full of them.

Send it to my husband. She carefully cleaned the debris inside, flushed it down with the faucet, and ran out happily after saying hello to Wu Xiaomei.

The ridge road exuded the fragrance of earth, and she saw Guan Mufeng's figure from a distance, hugged the strawberry tightly in her arms, and quickened her pace.

"Ouch!" Just as she was jumping and jumping happily, she stepped on a raised stone under her feet, and staggered, but the person did not fall, but the basket in her hand flew out, and the strawberries scattered all over the ground.

She hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, and before she knew it, she was on the edge of the lake at the edge of the field.

Because of the extreme cold recently, the surface of the lake has formed a layer of ice, and it will not melt by now, and it will still be frozen. Qiao Yingying looked at the largest and reddest strawberry on the ice, pursed her lips and thought about it for a while, and decided to pick it up.

The strawberry didn't fall too far, and she reached by the lake, but it was always a little bit close. She stretched out her foot on the ice and leaned forward, finally reaching the strawberry.

Hearing a "click" in her ears, Qiao Yingying looked down at her feet and found that there were several cracks on the ice, and her face was stunned. Before she could get ashore, the ice under her feet shattered completely, and she lost her center of gravity and fell on the ice.

Guan Mufeng lifted the basket that had been filled and prepared to take it to the side of the road, and when he turned around, he saw a familiar figure lying on the opposite lake, still struggling, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his breathing became rapid and rapid.

"Yingying, don't move." Seeing that Qiao Yingying was still struggling to get up, he frowned, raised his voice and shouted, threw down the basket and strode over.

Qiao Yingying was lying on the slippery ice and couldn't borrow her strength at all, but she obviously felt that the ice under her was sinking, and she couldn't lie still calmly. So, after she struggled to finally hold up the upper half, the ice suddenly split apart, and she had fallen into the lake with a "poof" sound.

Guan Mufeng's face changed drastically, and he jumped down without any pause.

The lake was dug by hand to irrigate the fields, not too deep but dangerous for non-swimmers. What's more, the lake water was cold and biting, Qiao Yingying's body was frozen in an instant, and she couldn't surface no matter how she fluttered. When Guan Mufeng finally scooped her up, her lips were bruised, her whole body trembled, and she was almost unconscious.

"Where's the bathroom?" Guan Mufeng hugged her tightly, and his frowning brows were full of panic and anxiety.

"Follow me." Jin Ye hurriedly said and quickly took him to the bathroom.