Mrs. He came over from the side in a hurry, pinching a sharp voice, "Zhishu, you don't study at home well, why did you come here?" ”

As soon as she roared like this, everyone's eyes focused on He Zhishu.

If you want to leave, it's not so easy.

He Zhishu hurriedly hid the peach wood comb in his arms, and walked quickly to Mrs. He, "Mother, I'm just going around, I'm just panicking, I'll go back." ”

"Hurry up and go back, there are too many people here, beware of bumping into you, besides, they have to go to the dam to eat at noon, there are many people who are easy to spread diseases, don't go." He Lao Niang carefully advised.

The villagers in line did not follow.

This is a good day, how can he be said by Mrs. He, and her heart is so angry?

"I said Mrs. He, what kind of illness do we have, everyone is from the same village, drinking water from a well, if you really get sick, can you still live to this day?"

"That's it, what about bumping into your family He Zhishu, let's give Mianmian a gift here, and get in the way of him?"

"You're not jealous, are you?"

Mrs. He was so angry that her cheeks were distorted, and she pointed at the tip of her nose, "I'm jealous of her little girl?" What a joke, what's there to be jealous of! Isn't it just two more gifts, who is rare! ”

A villager said, "You don't have to be rare, you may be in a hurry to give gifts, and you may not be able to stammer." ”

"How is it possible, you don't fart." He Lao Niang jumped like thunder.

The villager pouted towards He Zhishu Nunu next to him, "If it weren't for the stammering, why is your He Zhishu here?" ”

"My family knows that the book is out to find inspiration to compose poems, how can you give Jiang Zhimian a gift, you guys are really crazy!"

Everyone also knows that Mrs. He and the Jiang family are at odds.

To be precise, it is not very harmonious with the whole village.

After all, she thinks that He Zhishu can be admitted to the top prize, so she doesn't think much of everyone.

Seeing her say this now, she also said, "Say whatever you want, if we are crazy and can be as rich as we are now, then there is nothing wrong with continuing to be crazy." ”

He Zhishu couldn't listen anymore.

He was caught in the middle, and he couldn't say anything, so he had to persuade He Lao Niang, "Mother, let's go back, I still have an article to write." ”

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense in the future, if my family knows that if you give a gift to that girl, I will screw off my head and use it as a stool for you!" He Lao Niang said.

Hearing this, He Zhishu's eyelids jumped, and he dragged He Lao Niang again, "Let's go." ”

As a result, Mrs. He was too excited, and she raised her hand, which happened to hit He Zhishu's chest, and the peach wood comb hidden in her arms fell directly to the ground.

The brand-new peach wood comb, with a crooked peace knot tied on it, was made by He Zhishu himself.

The villagers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into loud laughter.

"Mrs. He, there are so many of us, one person sits in turns for a while, your head is enough to bear!"

He Lao Niang's face was blue and red for a while, and she couldn't wait to stare the peach wood comb on the ground directly into a pile of ashes.

She didn't expect that her son really wanted to give Jiang Zhimian a gift.

After all, this peach wood comb was given to a young girl, and the rope used for the peace knot on the top had been seen in He Zhishu's room.

At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it, but I never thought that letting it go would become a big mistake today.

How should I collect this field?

And Jiang Zhimian was in the house, but he also vaguely heard the noise outside.

Let Bai Youle and Mrs. Jiang help him collect the gifts, and go out to have a look.

When I passed, I happened to hear He Zhishu talking to the villagers, and he was still holding a peach wood comb in his hand.

"This comb was not given to Jiang Zhimian, I didn't know about her birthday today, this comb was given to a young lady in the town."

Mrs. He next to her immediately agreed, "That's it, how can that dead girl deserve to get the things sent by our family's book, it's too late for us to bother her, only the young lady from a big family is worthy." ”

"Isn't it made up, isn't this really for Jiang Zhimian?" The villagers still didn't believe it, "Don't lie just because you want to save your mother's head, it's not a gentleman's doing." ”

He Zhishu gritted his teeth, "It's naturally true." ”

He and Mrs. He have been dependent on each other for so many years, although they also know that her character is not good, but at this juncture, you can't watch her being laughed at by everyone, right?

Blocking the reputation of a gentleman, he still lied.

The villagers felt bored, so they turned back and continued to line up.

He Zhishu also breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned his head to look at He Lao Niang, he saw Jiang Zhimian in the crowd again.

She stood there, with a bitter smile on her white and delicate face, and her eyes sparkling like delicate flowers covered in dew.

couldn't help but feel a tightness in He Zhishu's heart.

Jiang Zhimian must have heard those words!

She was sad to learn that she was going to give a peach comb to another girl, right?

Subconsciously, He Zhishu planned to explain to Jiang Zhimian.

But before he could raise his feet, the old lady He next to him grabbed his arm, "Let's go, Zhishu, let's go home, these people are really boring, don't come and go, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black." ”

There are villagers who joked, "Don't worry, Mrs. He, your family He Zhishu will definitely not, otherwise, after getting along with you for more than ten years, you should learn to be unreasonable and hysterical!" ”

Hearing this, Mrs. He's steps were faster.

He Zhishu was dragged away, and he didn't have a chance to talk to Jiang Zhimian, and he regretted it in his heart.

But Jiang Zhimian is here.

She stood in the crowd, watching He Zhishu go away, and couldn't help but exhale in her heart.

The smile that was happy just now has risen a few points.

She was so happy to learn that He Zhishu had someone she liked.

It can be regarded as a successful end to the original owner's bad relationship.

Since then, He Zhishu has nothing to do with her.

No, it's still related, after all, it's a village.

In the future, when He Zhishu gets married, she still has to go to the big red envelope to express her congratulations.

Thinking about it, Jiang Zhimian clapped his hands, turned around and went back to the house, continued to receive gifts, and carefully wrote down the things that everyone sent.

A thick stack of gift lists, all of which are everyone's love for her.

She will remember all these loves, and in the future, she will return them to everyone when they need them.

At this time, the sister-in-law ran in from outside the house with a box in her hand.

"Third sister, gift." He said in a milky voice.

Jiang Zhimian was curious, "Didn't you send it, what is this, another ceramic doll that saves copper coins?" ”