Chapter 7: Who is afraid of whom
"Shameless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Sun Guihua suddenly screamed and scolded.
I fell behind, and the other party was overwhelmed, and this line of momentum could only occupy this verbal scenery.
Sun Guihua's scolding is very level, "shameless" in the understanding of the villagers means doing bad things, such as stealing other people's things and being caught by the other party, they will be scolded like this, and such as seducing/seducing other people's husbands or something, in short, he is not a good person.
Passers-by are not clear about the grievances between them, and Sun Guihua's big frame must not be light, maybe it is the latter case.
Passers-by look at the fragrance of Liang tea, the apricot eyes contain spring, it is delicate and delicate, and it has its own ten thousand styles.
Such a woman must be a fox!
Looking at Sun Guihua again, her eyes were red, and she wanted to cry.
Is it clear that she is the wronged party?
The situation changed in an instant, and everyone's eyes were full of disgust and disgust when they looked at Liang Chaxiang.
Liang Chaxiang is kind-hearted, yes, but she wouldn't have been scolded for no reason, otherwise she wouldn't have known Su Xiaojing in the first place.
Besides, Sun Guihua, what kind of scolding is this? It is clearly ruining her reputation.
"Apologize to me." Liang Chaxiang's eyes were sharp and imposing, and she stared at Sun Guihua expressionlessly.
"I ...... Why should I apologize. ”
Sun Guihua shrank her neck by Liang Chaxiang's momentum, but she didn't show weakness at all in her mouth, and even deliberately raised her head.
Liang Chaxiang is waiting for this sentence, if she scolds Sun Guihua regardless of it, no matter what the result is, this matter will not be clear today. Who knows how many thriving workers there are among these passers-by? Who knows how many versions of the rumors about her will be after she goes to work tomorrow?
"Why?" Liang Chaxiang's good-looking peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, "Have you seen me before today?" ”
Don't say you've seen it, you've never heard of it.
Sun Guihua shook her head blankly.
"You didn't know me before today?"
What the hell?
Sun Guihua nodded in confusion.
"I don't know." She said.
"Do we have a grudge?" Seeing Sun Guihua nodding, Liang Chaxiang then asked.
This one...... It seems like...... It doesn't seem to be.
Sun Guihua didn't know what Liang Chaxiang's idea was, so she hesitated and shook her head.
"Since I didn't know you before and I have no grievances with you, why do you want to clean my name in broad daylight?" Liang Chaxiang's eyes instantly sharpened, "Do you think you should apologize to me?" ”
If you don't know people, you just go to people and still snakes? Still bad guy named?
All eyes were focused on Sun Guihua's body.
There is a child in the family, and the woman who has not yet taken a kiss is even more eyeballs, and her eyes are about to fall off Sun Guihua.
I have to polish my eyes carefully, in case I accidentally take back this kind of vicious woman, it will be considered a dead death.
It's just that other people who don't have seven aunts and eight aunts, and they can't keep any kids, so they all have the same thoughts.
Sun Guihua understood that she was letting Liang Chaxiang go to the ditch, but the words were all said by herself, and everyone else could hear them clearly, but it was too late to regret it, so she bit her lip and stomped her feet away with a hard glance.
Liang Chaxiang caused her to make a fool of herself three times and twice today, and this Liang Zi is settled.
Everyone dispersed when they saw that there was no excitement to see, Liang Chaxiang and Zhu Zhenzhen said goodbye, and Wang Camellia and the two went back to the village along another road.
Liang Chaxiang from a distance saw Qiu Mo in the fence wall carrying a kettle watering, but his eyes couldn't stop looking out.
Usually Qiu Mo doesn't care much about these little things, but Liang Chaxiang knows that she is waiting for herself.
"Tell me what happened today."
As soon as Liang Chaxiang entered the house, Qiu Mo dropped the kettle and followed the house, sat casually at the table of the Eight Immortals, picked up the celadon teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a shallow sip.
"It's nothing, I listened to the deputy director make a half-day report in the morning, and practiced knotting in the workshop in the afternoon."
Liang Chaxiang looked at the ground, and her voice was flat and joyless.
At first, this way of dialogue made her very awkward, what is the dialogue called without looking at the other party's eyes? But after so many years, she has become accustomed to it.
"Knotting?"
Qiu Mo's eyebrows locked into the words of Sichuan, and his tone was cold, "Don't you know all this?" What else to practice. ”
She knew that the girl had taken her words for granted.
"I don't want to be too noticeable, after all, ......"
Liang Chaxiang didn't say any more.
Her voice was still calm, and she knew that no matter what she did, she would never be affirmed in front of Qiu Mo.
There are too many disappointments, and there is no hope.
Qiu Mo felt that Liang Chaxiang was thinking about it well, and she was low-key so that she would not attract the attention of others, so it turned out that she was thinking about it. This thing is her re-total.
"What's the origin of that deputy director?"
Thinking about it, Qiu Mo is no longer entangled in this, his face is warmer, and his tone is still the same cold.
"I don't know."
Qiu Mo was about to attack, and Liang Chaxiang added, "It seems to be surnamed Zhuang." ”
Zhuang Bohua?
Qiu Mo's eyes flickered for a moment, "Forty years old, medium height, with slender eyes and a hooked nose?" ”
Liang Chaxiang quickly raised her eyes and almost blurted out: "How does Grandma know?" "It's strange when I think about it, maybe it's an old man. Then he lowered his eyes again.
Looking at Liang Chaxiang's expression, Qiu Mo knew that what he expected was good.
After pondering for a moment, he said cautiously: "If I guess correctly, this surname Zhuang should be called Zhuang Bohua." Zhuang Bohua is Uncle Lang of Xiaozhen, you should be careful in the factory, try not to let him catch you any tricks. ”
"This person still has some small belly and chicken intestines, don't offend lightly." Seeing Liang Chaxiang nodding, Qiu Mo instructed again.
The next morning, as soon as I entered the factory door, a back flashed in the distance, and Liang Chaxiang's footsteps paused slightly.
Camellia Wang, who was walking with her head bored, bumped into Liang Chaxiang's back.
"Sister, what's wrong?" She touched her forehead and looked puzzled.
"Nothing."
Liang Chaxiang continued to walk, and the back seemed to have been seen somewhere but he couldn't remember.
Wang Camellia was in the weaving workshop, and after the two broke up, Liang Chaxiang went directly to the small conference room in the front workshop.
Zhu Zhenzhen had been there for a while, and when she saw Liang Chaxiang coming in, she moved to the side and vacated a place and waved with a smile.
Liang Chaxiang said hello to the other two girls and walked over to sit next to Zhu Zhenzhen, and it didn't take long for the other girls to come one after another.
After yesterday's half-day run-in, the girls are familiar with it, and they are chattering and gossiping while tying knots, which is also very lively.
After lunch, the girls were a little drowsy, their hands and eyes were a little disobedient, and I don't know who proposed, "Let's tell a story and wake up." ”
Everyone agreed, and seven or eight girls took turns telling stories, and after a round of turns, the effect was not good, and the bold Rika proposed to tell ghost stories.
Everyone looked at me and looked at you and coaxed, "You come on!" ”
Pear Blossom flicked her black braid back of her head, "I'll talk about it, I'll tell you, who's afraid of whom!" ”
"Once upon a time, there was a scholar," Rika said in a deliberately low voice, "...... Reading a book alone in a ruined temple in the middle of the night...... Suddenly, the door creaked open on its own......"
The girls listened nervously, the hairs around their bodies stood up, and it seemed that the air pressure in the room was a little lower, and just as Rika said "the door squeaks and ......opens by itself", the door of the conference room really creaked open.