The next day, Lan Xiaoqing got up early in the morning.

The night before, she lied to Lan Erlang that she was going to go up the mountain with Song Xiaohua to pick bracken.

Lan Erlang was worried about the injury on her head and refused to call her to go, so she said that Lan Erlang agreed.

However, Lan Xiaoqing didn't let Lan Erlang be idle, he was not a piece of reading material, and Lan Xiaoqing would not agree to such things as wasting his time reading books.

So before leaving, Lan Xiaoqing gave Lan Erlang a task, that is, before the sowing season arrived, let him open up the wasteland behind the house, and say that he had to plant some food to fill his stomach.

When Lan Xiaoqing arrived at the entrance of the village, Song Xiaohua was already waiting there with a basket, and the two of them greeted each other and started to hurry.

The dirt road under his feet is no better than the asphalt road in the 21st century, with potholes and many stones of different sizes.

"What can I do? We'll have to walk half an hour to get there. Song Xiaohua said, "It's really not good, I'll carry you." ”

"No, no, no!" Lan Xiaoqing was grateful to Song Xiaohua for her kindness, but looking at her small body as thin as herself, she was really embarrassed, "Isn't it just a blister, I can still walk." But if only there was a car. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Xiaohua excitedly pointed behind her and said, "Lan Qing, look, there is really a car!" ”

But she immediately became depressed: "But we don't have any money. ”

Lan Xiaoqing also sighed, isn't it, it's hard to move an inch without money, this truth is the same in any dynasty.

She glanced back at the ox cart greedily, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Alas, Xiaohua, why do you see that the person driving the cart is so familiar?" Is he from our village? ”

Song Xiaohua stood on tiptoe and looked: "That seems to be Mu Zheng." ”

Mu Zheng? Isn't that Mu Xian's distant cousin?

I heard that he fled with his grandmother when he was a child, and all the other relatives on the road died. After his grandmother entrusted him to the Mu family, he left the West, in order to repay the Mu family's nurturing kindness, he has been following Mu Xian to work and run errands for him all these years.

In other words, where he appeared, there was a chance that Mu Xian would be seen!

Ahh

But is it really good to stop his car? Will he be disgusted with himself and feel that he can't carry it? But the bubbles on her feet are really big......

Just as she was in this painful struggle, the ox cart slowly stopped beside her.

A big bony hand lifted the coarse cloth curtain on the carport, revealing half of the azure sleeves, and then, Mu Xian's bright and gentle face poked out: "Is Lan Qing going to the town?" I'll give you a ride. ”

"Okay, good, Brother Muxian, you are so good!" Lan Xiaoqing felt that happiness came too suddenly, and without any hesitation, she climbed into Mu Xian's car without any reserve.

Until she sat opposite Xiucai, the most promising Xiucai in the village, Song Xiaohua was still in a state of ignorance, that was Mu Xiucai! He took the initiative to invite them to get in the car! Also, Mu Xiucai is really handsome.

Also, I didn't see that Lan Qing was so bold, and I always felt that she didn't seem to have changed much recently.

And Lan Xiaoqing, holding his chin, stared at Mu Xian motionlessly, no matter how he looked, he couldn't get enough of it: "Brother Mu Xian looks good today!" ”

…… Song Xiaohua's face flushed, Lan Qing was so bold.

The corners of Mu Xian's mouth hooked unconsciously, he glanced at Lan Qing, didn't speak, but picked up a book and read it.

That scene was quiet and picturesque! Looking at such a male god, Lan Xiaoqing felt that her heartbeat was about to explode, and she wanted to sit down and take the opportunity to ask for a polite hug.

But Song Xiaohua is still there, alas, she can't make trouble for the male god, and she needs to be restrained......