The crowd talked for a while, but they couldn't figure out what to do, so they dispersed and went to do something.

After the crowd dispersed, a handsome young man in green clothes came out from behind a pile of firewood and grass in the back.

The young man's white and slender fingers tightly grasped the firewood and grass beside him, and the other hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist.

The good-looking Xuan frowned together, his dark and bright eyes stared at the back of the girl who was carrying a hoe and walked away, his eyes were full of anger, humiliation, and more, he was puzzled!

Yang Ruoqing walked out for a long time, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Turned his head and swept behind him, but there was nothing, and the two black dogs on the side of the road hugged each other to play and play, dog eat dog, a mouthful of hair.

She blinked, was it my delusion? Only then did he clearly feel a resentful gaze following him!

Forget it, it doesn't matter who it is, if you love to hide in the dark corner and stare at it, you won't lose a piece of meat if you dare to pounce out, you want him to look good!

When the back of the girl in front of him walked away, until he couldn't see it, Mu Zichuan walked out from behind the firewood and straw pile, hanging his hands, his mind was chaotic, and he let his legs take him back.

"Stinky boy, it's gone in the blink of an eye, what are you doing standing here?"

Widow Zhao came from home, and when she walked halfway, she saw her son's dejected appearance.

"Zichuan, what's wrong with your face?" Widow Zhao panicked, hurriedly stepped forward, and raised her hand on Mu Zichuan's forehead.

The tentacles were cold, and Widow Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, "Zichuan, what's wrong with you?" Isn't it in the house to read books? Why did you run outside to blow the wind? ”

Widow Zhao asked carefully, while pulling her son's hand and walking towards the door.

Mu Zichuan suddenly broke free of Widow Zhao's hand and stood still.

"What for?" Widow Zhao asked, feeling more and more that something was wrong with her son.

"Mother, I'm going to find the fat girl, I have something to ask her face-to-face!" Mu Zichuan frowned, with a stubborn face.

Widow Zhao thought she had misheard, and her eyes widened: "Who did you say you were going to?" ”

"Fat girl!" Mu Zichuan said in a deep voice: "I want to ask her in person, where is my Mu Zichuan not worthy of her!" ”

The young man's delicate and handsome face was flushed, and his thin body bones trembled slightly with anger.

Pride, conceit, and loftiness are all he has.

He never played with the village children because he knew what he was going to do when he was young. Be indignant and strive to be strong, and take a test to make a name for yourself and glorify your ancestors!

The fat girl's fiancée is a burden and a shame on his way forward, and he has been thinking about how to get rid of this burden.

Today, his mother went to visit Yang's house, and he actually knew his mother's true purpose.

He didn't stop him, and even in his heart he longed for his mother to be able to retire this family affair smoothly, and from then on, he no longer had any restraints, but he flew higher and farther!

Yes, his goal was achieved, and his marriage with the fat girl was annulled, but this process made him unacceptable!

Unexpectedly, that fat and stupid ugly girl dared to kick him in front of the elders on both sides?

Dare to admit in front of the people in the village, so calmly admit that she is not uncommon with him?

Shame, shame, I was kicked by a woman as a man! Only if he doesn't like her and kicks her, this is in line with the rules!

Widow Zhao naturally knew what her son was thinking, and snorted, and the anger in Widow Zhao's eyes surged up again, and scolded her son: "Don't go!" ”

"Mother, just let me go, if you don't ask in person, I can't choke on this breath!" Mu Zichuan's face was a little distorted and hideous, and he turned around and was about to run away, but was stopped and hugged by Widow Zhao.

"Zichuan, you listen to your mother, you are stupid!" Widow Zhao was so anxious that she said loudly: "If you run to ask her at this time, she will feel that you care about her, rare her, and the tail must not be cocked to the sky?" Why do you want to practice yourself, with a hot face and a cold ass? ”

The anger that swelled in Mu Zichuan's chest suddenly seemed to be splashed down by a scoop of cold water, and the whole person calmed down.

Mother's words, reasonable!

"Zichuan, my mother knows that you are not happy in your heart, why is your mother not nesting in a fire?" Seeing that her son was no longer impulsive, Widow Zhao also let go of her hand, and persuaded again in a soft voice: "At this juncture, let's not provoke the fat girl's family anymore and give people a handle." Let's live our own, as long as you study hard and make a name for yourself, you won't envy them when the time comes! ”

Mu Zichuan savored his mother's words, and felt more and more reasonable.

If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, you will be angry and strong, study hard, and return to your hometown when the time comes, and you will be like a beautiful flower, and you will glorify your ancestors.

She was fat, but she was still a peasant woman who was digging in the soil, marrying an equally rude farmer, and running around all day long for her livelihood.

Hahaha, when the time comes, let's see how you raise your eyebrows!

Fat girl, you will definitely regret your choice for the rest of your life!

……

Yang Ruoqing didn't know that because of her words and deeds, she had become an unprecedented fierce medicine to whip Mu Zichuan for his diligence.

She was in a very comfortable mood at this time, carrying a hoe and stepping on the soft field path towards her two paddy fields.

In the countryside in late autumn, the rice has just been harvested, the new crop has not yet grown out of the climate, and the fields are somewhat barren except for the crooked cotton stalks and the sparse cotton remaining in the cotton fields.

Yang Ruoqing came to the edge of her paddy field and saw that Sun was wielding a hoe over there, Aunt Osmanthus and Aunt Dayun also came to help, and the three women chatted while working.

Osmanthus and Dayun should have also heard what happened at noon, and were talking about it with Sun, and most of the words were dissatisfied and condemned by Widow Zhao.

Yang Ruoqing called them a few times from afar, and walked towards them, and the three women hurriedly stopped the topic, and looked at Yang Ruoqing who came over with a smile.

"Qing'er, it's good, I'm with you Aunt Dayun, support you, my daughter has a future!" When Yang Ruoqing approached, Osmanthus gave Yang Ruoqing a thumbs up and praised.

On the side, Da Yun also smiled and nodded again and again: "The three girls in my family are softer than the other, and Da Niu and I are worried that they will marry in the future and suffer losses." It seems that they have to go back and let them be with Qing'er more everywhere, learn a little bit of this spicy energy, and don't suffer losses! ”