Half an hour later, Shunhua, who was standing in the sugarcane field, looked at the suffocating 'girl' who was haunting Fu Mujian's side, and the two of them were smiling and laughing, not knowing what they were talking about.

Fang Xiaoyun picked up a grape, handed it to Fu Mujian's palm, and said coquettishly: "Come, Langjun, peel a grape skin for your future lady." ”

Fu Mujin hadn't spoken yet, Fu Xing couldn't stand it anymore.

He hurriedly asked, "I don't know Sister Ling, do you have any people?" ”

"Not yet." Fang Xiaoyun swallowed and asked anxiously, "What's the matter, does there another son in your family who needs to say goodbye?" Isn't it the one who cuts the sugar cane? ”

Fu Xing glanced at Fang Xiaoyun's face that was not full of heart, and asked, "You fell in love with that Yan Gongzi?" ”

"I hate it, don't people have a little Fu Gongzi?"

Fang Xiaoyun turned around, looked at the grape that had been cramped and peeled, and couldn't help but clap his hands.

"I didn't expect Fu Gongzi to really have a hand at peeling grape skins."

A cold light flashed in Fu Mujian's eyes, and he pretended to threaten:

"If Miss Fang is unwilling to withdraw from the marriage, this grape will be your end."

Fang Xiaoyun, who was eating grapes, suddenly choked, touched his neck, and asked happily: "Little Fu Gongzi, what do you mean by this?" Could it be that you will still eat me? ”

"If Miss Fang still doesn't understand, I don't mind demonstrating it to you personally."

His tone was cold, but Fang Xiaoyun, an optimist, couldn't grasp the hidden killing intent in his words at all, but thought that his words had a deep meaning.

"Ouch, annoying, what is Fu Gongzi talking about?" Fang Xiaoyun smiled and patted Fu Mujian's arm, "We haven't gotten married yet, what do you mean by demonstrating it in person, your father is still beside you, I'm really anxious." ”

Fu Mujian, whose face was like ashes, was completely gone, Fu Xingai looked at him helplessly, and looked away from his eyes with a weak heart.

Suddenly, a demure and humble female voice sounded from not far away.

"Sister, I'm not married yet, so I'm in such a hurry to bother, it's not good."

A little girl with a green paper umbrella walked over with an elegant gait, three steps and a meal, graceful and graceful, every step of the lotus, a smile and a smile, showing the demeanor of a famous lady, and the sister with a free and easy temperament, completely different.

"Xiao Ji, have you come to see your sister? Come, come, the grapes are so sweet and fresh. ”

Fu Xing put his hand on his son's shoulder in surprise and introduced: "Hibiscus, look, this is the little daughter that my father saw last time at Fang Shibo's house, she is a thousand times better looking than your brother Yan, right?" ”

Fang Xiaoji, who was holding a paper umbrella, couldn't help but feel a little happy when she saw Fu Muhibiscus's true face for the first time, his real person was more amazing than the person in the portrait, and his temperament was dusty.

"The little woman Fang Xiaoji has seen the son of the Fu family, Uncle Fu." The woman said respectfully.

Fu Mujin did not raise his eyes to look at her, but looked directly at Shunhua in the distance, his eyesight was very good, looking at Shunhua with his cheeks puffed out, he glared, and his heart suddenly became playful.

"Fu has seen Miss Fang." He stood up and said, "Dare to ask Miss Fang, what is the difference between men and women?" ”

"This..."

Fang Xiaoji, who had never heard of her, was speechless for a while, and couldn't answer.

I thought to myself, this son of the Fu family looks so good, how can the question he ask is so weird.

"This problem, Xiaoyun knows." Fang Xiaoyun scrambled to answer: "Men have big hands and feet, women have small hands and feet, men are strong and powerful, women are weak like water, men..."

"Okay, okay, sister, presumably Fu Gongzi already knows your answer."

Fang Xiaoji, who was full of embarrassment, put her arms around her sister, preventing her from saying non-stop, and smiled embarrassedly in front of the rude person.

Unexpectedly, Fu Muhibiscus actually approached step by step, forcing the two women in front of him, blushing and shy, and his mind was excited.

"Miss Fang Xiaoyun is right, but unfortunately, Fu just likes to have big hands and feet, strong and powerful, and a rough voice... Man. ”

"Man?" The two women said in unison.

Fang Xiaoyun's voice trembled and pointed at Fu Mujian, and asked in shock: "You have a habit of dragon yang, so what kind of relationship do you have with me?" This is a fraud, Master Fu, you just want to deceive me, and your son will let me stay a widow again, right? ”

"Sister, don't worry." Fang Xiaoji put away the shocked look on her face and comforted, "It's better to ask first, maybe this is a misunderstanding." ”

The little girl holding a paper umbrella looked directly into Fu Mujian's eyes, thinking that the Fu family must have been deceived by her sister's portrait and felt resentful, so she said this, if the Fu family's son is not satisfied with her sister, it is actually okay to let her marry on her behalf.

He said coldly: "It's not a misunderstanding, Brother Yan is the person Fu wants to marry." ”

The little girl was stunned when she met the cold eyes, his eyes were firm, and he didn't seem to be lying.

"Did you hear that, did you hear that? Miss Ben went back to her father to get out of the marriage. ”

Fang Xiaoyun, who was furious, rudely pulled Fang Xiaoji up and left the eyes of the father and son surnamed Fu, completely ignoring the sister who called her behind her.

"Sister, you wait for me, go slower."

"Hibiscus, is this what you want?" The distressed Fu Xing slapped his head on the door, "The note says that you can't hurt the harmony of the two families and damage the reputation of the girl of the Fang family, what have you done?" ”

"Even if you can't do it, it's better than letting a few flower butterflies fly in front of Brother Yan."

Fu Muhibiscus sat down, ate the grapes leisurely, and admired Shunhua's stunned look.

"You don't know how likable Brother Yan is."

“......”

Fu Xing looked through Fu Mujian's line of sight, he couldn't see where the little fat man in front of him was likable, and he looked stupid.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter to my father, if you can't accomplish two things, don't think about what you mentioned before."

"Don't worry, Dad, we'll do both things on the note."

Fu Mujin looked at Shunhua calmly, and suddenly, she was planted in the quagmire, so frightened that Fu Mujin wanted to rush over to help her immediately and see the situation.

"Brother Yan..."

Fu Xing pressed his son back into the chair with one hand, and Zhengse reminded: "Don't you want to take the opportunity to help her, in short, before sunset today, she can't finish cutting the sugarcane of these five acres of fields, and the note will be invalidated. ”

"Daddy?"

Shunhua got up from the quagmire in embarrassment, the whole person was like a mud man, and she couldn't see it, she stretched out her sleeve and wiped the mud on her face, and looked at the sickle in her hand with a blurred vision, thinking, if you cut it like this, you can't cut down an acre of land at sunset.

Fang Shibo asked her to cut five acres of sugarcane before sunset, but didn't she say that she had to use this blunt sickle to chop?

She threw down the scythe in her hand and rushed back.

Seeing this, Fu Xing shook his head, his eyes were full of expectations, and even a little happy, pointing to her back and shouting: "Mu Hibiscus, you see that my father is right, this person is insincere, not worth mentioning, and not worth your friendship." ”

The fairy boy lowered his eyes slightly, silent.

*

The sun is gradually setting in the western mountains, and Fu Xing, who is in a good mood, returned home early after Shunhua left the farmland, and now he is holding a brush in his hand, impromptu on the rice paper, and vigorously and vigorously writing the four big characters of "get what you want".

He looked at the four big characters on the white paper with satisfaction, and said: "Now, hibiscus should die, it's okay, everyone always has a time when they look away, they can't see people clearly once or twice, and if they get a lesson, they can see better next time, I hope you can understand the good intentions of your father, don't blame your father for being domineering and unkind." ”

Yidao squatted in with a wooden basin and asked, "Master, are there any dirty clothes to be washed in the house?" ”

"On the screen, take it yourself."

Fu Xing was so addicted to calligraphy that he didn't even bother to raise his head.

"Gotcha." Yidao put down the wooden basin and crossed the threshold, took the clothes on the screen, and asked, "By the way, didn't you let the little fat man go to the farm work today?" How did he do? ”

"Don't mention it, the man has no perseverance, he was tired just after he worked, he threw down his sickle and ran away, my son is dead, and now he is still in the farm waiting for him to come back."

Hearing this, Yidao was a little unexpected.

"No, a person who is so persistent with a little fat man, would give up so easily? I also borrowed a sharp machete from Yidao and asked her to cut faster. ”

As soon as the words fell, the brush in Fu Xing's hand paused, and the word victory had just been written aside.

"She borrowed a machete from you?"

"Yes, today the little fat man hurriedly ran back, borrowed a sharp machete from Yidao and ran away, didn't she use it to chop sugar cane?"

"Oh no, what if he hates me out of love?"

"No, the little fat man is jealous and hateful, how can he hurt his son..."

The two of them turned around in surprise, only to see Fu Muhito come back with Shunhua, who was covered in mud, and his eyes met, Fu Mujin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Dad, Brother Yan and I have completed the two things you explained." ”

"What? No way. ”

Fu Mujin carried Shun Hua, who was tired of lying down, back to the room, turned around and came to Fu Xing with a note, and said carefully:

"One, this family matter, the Fang family doesn't care about it, and now, Miss Fang can withdraw from the marriage on the grounds that the man has a habit of dragon yang, and no one must dare to criticize it."

"Second, since Miss Fang Xiaoyun is close to the age of sixteen this year, presumably Fang Shibo is also a little old, and he has some illness on his body, even if Miss Fang wants to withdraw from the marriage, Fang Shibo will give a little bit of thin face for the sake of your father's superb medical skills, and he will not dare to spoil the friendship between the two families."

Fu Xing looked at the note coldly, and suddenly felt very dazzling.

"You've done the first thing, but what about the second? Finished cutting sugar cane? ”

"Before Shen Shi, it was already cut." Fu Mujin emphasized.

"Nonsense."

Fu Xing didn't believe it at all.

"Isn't it, you're doing a favor by the side?"

"No, it's all Brother Yan's doing, she said, since Dad you want to see the word 'sincerity' on her first, she must do it herself, cutting sugarcane with one hand and one foot, and later, she was so tired that she fell asleep on the sugarcane field, or I just carried her back, if Dad doesn't believe it, I can still bring Fang Shibo to testify for Brother Yan, since the things on the note have been done, please also ask Dad to fulfill his promise and arrange a marriage for me and Brother Yan."

Fu Mujin made a compilation humbly, bent down, and waited nervously for his father's reply.

Before long, Fu Xing finally relented.

"That's it, our Fu family is not a family that has lived in the market for a long time, and we are not afraid of other people's gossip, but the Fu family has no queen, Qingming Chongyang, and I don't know how to explain to our ancestors."

Fu Mujian, who wanted to stop talking, endured the words that came to his mouth and couldn't stop laughing.

"Thank you for your father's fulfillment."

At that time, Shunhua, who woke up from sleep, woke up from Fu Mujian's shoulder, looked at the fireflies flying on the lake, and couldn't help but light up in his eyes.

"It's beautiful."

The fireflies flickered and rested on her palms like twinkling stars on the horizon.

"Well, it's good if Brother Yan likes it."

The man also stretched out his palm, pressed it against the back of her hand, and said softly: "Fu Mou's hands are big, Brother Yan's hands are small, Fu Mou is strong and powerful, and Brother Yan is delicate and soft like water..."

"What's so strange about what you said today?" The woman raised her eyebrows suspiciously, deeply aware that there was a situation.

"Fu is just thinking, what does the grandson-in-law mean by the old head of Bai?"