"Auntie, you go slowly. Don't talk these things to talented uncles. When I got it, my father and mother knew about it, and they made trouble. Zhihua pulled the talented aunt at the gate and told him one after another.

The talented aunt didn't follow this anymore. "What are you talking about, you kid? You don't even let the adults in your family know about such a big thing. When the time comes, what will you do if that bad guy thinks about it again? ”

Aunt Youcai disagreed with the idea of knowing the painting, she felt that since this matter had been singled out, she should let Fang Youwei know about it. It's better to let the adults figure it out than for a child to deal with it on their own.

"Auntie, my brother is about to take the children's exam. Not long after, my dad will also go to the Xiucai exam. They are reading in peace now, and this is not a time to be distracted. So don't tell them about it yet. ”

"Alas, but this will hurt you." You are talented and look at the painting, and your eyes are full of pity. How can this kid be so sensible?

"It's okay, I still have Jingcheng at home, I think those people shouldn't dare to come to the door to find trouble." Zhihua said disapprerovingly.

When the talented aunt heard Zhihua talk about Jingcheng, she remembered the misfortune of all this, isn't this young man? So he hurriedly pulled Zhihua to the wall and whispered. "Knowing the painting girl, don't you don't like to listen. After all, men and women are not seated at the same age as seven, and both of you are considered adults, so you still have to keep a proper distance. Besides, I saw that child once, and that kind of temperament and appearance is not something that people like us can raise. You must not have any thoughts about him that you shouldn't have, lest you hurt others and yourself when you get it, which is not good. ”

Zhihua looked at the appearance of the talented aunt, and her heart was actually more warm. If these words weren't really considered for her, people wouldn't have said them. Zhihua accepted this love, and thought that if he had the opportunity to pull the talented aunt's family in the future, let their family become rich together.

The two of them talked outside for a while, and seeing that the sun was not early, Aunt Youcai took her sewing basket and walked to her house.

Zhihua watched the talented aunt walk away, and then came back to his senses and prepared to go into the yard.

"Sizzle~" Zhihua didn't expect someone standing behind him, and he hit a wall of flesh with all his strength. She covered her forehead and sat on the ground.

"How are you? Does it hurt to fall" Jingcheng saw that Zhihua had fallen, and quickly squatted down. His eyes were full of remorse and concern.

Zhihua was about to scold him, but when he saw him like this, he couldn't help but soften in his heart. Forget it, he doesn't have a heart, and he has nothing to worry about.

"I'm fine, I just hit it a little hard, and I didn't keep my balance for a while, so I fell." Zhihua rubbed his forehead and said absently.

"How can it be okay, look at the red forehead!" Jing Cheng gently took away the hand that Zhihua covered his forehead. He blew softly, stretching out his white and slender fingers and gently rubbing them.

His hands were a little cold, but Zhihua felt a warmth spread all the way to her heart.

Jing Cheng rubbed her forehead seriously, afraid that she would feel pain and blow lightly from time to time. The pity in his eyes was so obvious. Zhihua couldn't control his emotions anymore, and rushed over and hugged Jingcheng.

Jing Cheng was squatting in front of Zhihua at this time, and when Zhihua suddenly pounced like this, he almost didn't keep his balance. Jing Cheng thought that this was a prank idea of Zhihua and deliberately corrected him. was about to open her mouth to reprimand Zhihua, but the little girl stretched out her hands and hugged him tightly, and the whole person got into his arms.

Zhihua's body was filled with a sad aura, something Jing Cheng had never seen before. In his heart, he knows that the painting will always be the lively and cheerful, as if there will always be an inexhaustible effort to make progress. When will she be grieved, and who will grieve her?

Just now, Aunt Cai and Zhihua were talking in the courtyard, and Jingcheng didn't come out after all.

He vaguely seemed to hear that someone was talking about the root of the painter's tongue. But he didn't know the specifics very well.

But now that he saw the appearance of Zhihua, he basically knew it. Those people probably ruined the reputation of Zhihua. Jing Cheng's eyes flashed with murderous aura, he hadn't been so angry for a long time, and he was so angry that he even began to want to kill. Even though these people count themselves among his people.

Neither of them spoke, Jing Cheng quietly hugged Zhihua and patted her back gently.

The atmosphere is warm and tranquil for a while, and in the green mountains and green waters, this pair is simply a match made in heaven.

But things that are too beautiful are often unpleasant to the eye. No, this is a person who finds fault.

"It's really a shameless fox, in broad daylight, this is still at the gate, just hugging a man." Fang Xiaolan walked out from behind the firewood and straw stack outside the courtyard gate. Her eyes were firmly fixed on Fang Zhihua in Jing Cheng's arms, and her eyes were full of malice.

Jing Cheng couldn't react to the ugly woman who suddenly appeared in front of him and spoke disrespectfully for a while.

On the contrary, Zhihua's reaction is much faster. She was unhappy at this moment, and this matter still came out of Ma Dalan's mouth. Even if it wasn't Ma Dalan's rumor first, there must be her hand in this matter.

Originally, Zhihua's heart was already very unhappy, but now the culprit's daughter bumped into it. And this Fang Xiaolan is not a good thing at first glance. Zhihua is not polite at the moment. In just a moment, she wiped out all the sad and fragile aura on her body. Standing up from Jingcheng's arms, she knew that she was a well-known female man.

"It's none of your business if I'm a fox or not! At the very least, even if I am a vixen, I still have someone to ask for it, even if you take the initiative to send it to the door, it may not be willing to accept it. ”

Zhihua crossed his hands on his waist and blocked Jingcheng behind him. This Fang Xiaolan looked like she wanted to eat Jingcheng into her stomach, and Zhihua felt disgusted when she looked at it. Just the kind of goods in front of her, I still want to get involved with the man she has a fancy to Fang Zhihua. This is simply a great insult to her charisma.

"You, you're still going to be shameless, you even said such things." Fang Xiaolan didn't expect that she would be able to scold her with face when she painted a little girl. For a while, the whole person was gasping for breath, and he couldn't say a word.

"I can't put it into words. I'm holding my own man at the gate of our house, who else do I have to report? Zhihua looked at Fang Xiaolan's accusatory expression, and the whole person was simply hehe.

"Phew, you stinky and shameless, this son is so handsome, where will he become your man. You are not afraid to flash your tongue when you say such big things! As soon as Fang Xiaolan heard that Jingcheng was her man, the whole person was instantly angry. But she turned her head and thought about it again, such a son looked like a very controlling person. Now that he is said by Fang Zhihua to be the property of Fang Zhihua, he must be very angry when he thinks about it. As long as Fang Zhihua is done, won't this boy just see her Fang Xiaolan?

Fang Xiaolan's mind turned a few times in her mind. She put away her shrewd appearance for a moment.

Fang Xiaolan took out a handkerchief embroidered with crooked flowers from her colorful clothes. She pinched the handkerchief and put it next to her eyes, trying to make a delicate and beautiful appearance. The thick and big voice just squeezed out the squeezing sound.

"Master Jing, the slave family has admired Gongzi Qin for a long time. I always thought that Jing Gongzi must be a powerful person, but my little sister, she actually said that Jing Gongzi was her man. Please don't blame my sister. ”

After Fang Xiaolan said this, she tried hard to observe Jing Cheng's expression. She saw that Jing Cheng's face slowly turned dark, and she was secretly happy in her heart. It seems that this Fang Zhihua is not very important in the heart of this son! She Fang Xiaolan only provoked it so lightly, didn't this work!

Fang Xiaolan thought that Jingcheng was angry with the painting, so she hurriedly struck while the iron was hot. "Don't you know what to do? Why don't you hurry up and kneel down and apologize to Jing Gongzi! ”

Fang Xiaolan scolded Zhihua, and the whole person looked majestic. After saying this, she turned her head to look at Jing Cheng again, and said with a weak face. "Please don't blame my sister for being young and ignorant. If there's anything wrong, just punish me. It's just that I've admired Jing Gongzi for a long time, and I hope Gongzi can give him a chance..."

Fang Xiaolan looked at Jing Cheng with an obsessive expression, with a look of "Even if it dies at your hands, I am willing".

Jing Cheng looked at Fang Xiaolan fixedly for a while. Fang Xiaolan thought that Jingcheng finally had her in her eyes, and she worked hard to pose what she thought was the best-looking.

Who knew that at this moment, Jingcheng ran to the firewood stack, and the whole person vomited in the dark.