"Jingcheng, come here!" Zhihua put his hands behind his back and called Jingcheng with a smile.

Jing Cheng looked at her like this, and sighed in his heart. Broken! It seems that I accidentally stirred this girl's funny nerves just now.

So now the question arises: what is his past? Or can't you go over?

If this is in the past, it will definitely be tossed by the little witch.

But if she doesn't go over, with this girl's character, she will definitely not say a word to him in the next three or five days.

In a short period of time, Jingcheng has weighed several pros and cons in his heart.

Zhihua saw that Jingcheng couldn't grind, and the bad factors in the body grew wildly.

Hey, when did this kid learn to be smart. Could it be that she has done him too many times? Since the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain.

"You scared me just now, I'm angry, you know?" Zhihua looked at Jingcheng with a wrinkled bun face, looking like the baby was so wronged, but the baby didn't say anything.

"I scared you just now, I'm sorry, don't you get angry?" When Jingcheng saw the appearance of the painting, the whole person was distressed. Quickly begged for mercy.

"You don't want me to be angry?"

"Yes!" Jing Cheng nodded busily.

"Then come over here and let me put these notes on your face. And make sure you don't tear them off, and I'm not angry. Zhihua took out the note hidden behind him, and kindly reached out and shook it.

Jingcheng took a look, I'll go, where is this a note, this is a dozen!

No, we must not give in. He Jingcheng is a manly husband, how can he succumb to the obscenity of a little girl. He hasn't seen anyone since.

But the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

Poor Jingcheng was finally pressed and pasted a note by Zhihua.

"Zhihua, can you remove these two in front of your eyes? They blocked me from seeing the way. Jing Cheng cautiously probed.

"No, isn't that pretty. Look at how symmetrical one is on the left and one on the right! Zhihua exaggerated admiration. Of course, if her face wasn't as obvious as the gloating, the credibility would be higher.

The two fought in the yard again, and then went back to the house.

Unbeknownst to them, one of them had been listening secretly outside the wall for a long time.

Fang Xiaolan met Jingcheng by chance on the mountain behind the village.

That day, her father Fang Shi insisted that she go to the back mountain to hunt pigweed. Originally, this was her younger brother Fang Xiaotou's job, but her father felt that this girl couldn't get married even when she was sixteen, and she was still lazy. He had to break her temperament and find her a good man to marry.

Seeing this, you understand, this Fang Xiaolan is Ma Dalan's daughter, the lord who only wants to marry into a rich family and be an aunt's wife.

Fang Xiaolan couldn't resist her father, so she had to drop the plate and stumble over the bowl and carry the smallest basket in the family, and reluctantly left.

"Really, is it nice to have such an eldest son at home! He was not allowed to work at the age of seven, and Miss Ben had to come by herself to make a pigweed. Oh, pity my tender hands, they are about to be roughened by the weeds of this Rausch. ”

Fang Xiaolan stretched out her fat hand and felt sorry for herself. The whole person is like the heroine of Mary Suwen, and she feels that the whole world owes her. How she wished that a prince would come down from heaven and save her, a poor man, from the sea of misery!

It was at this moment that she saw Jingcheng.

The young man is handsome and tall. The facial features are like a knife and an axe, and the end is a talent.

Especially his gentle smile. Oh my God, isn't this the Prince Charming that she Fang Xiaolan dreams of!

However, who is that stinky girl next to him? She dared to pinch that child's face. Dare to be so close to him. It just doesn't make sense!

Isn't that the little girl of Fang Youwei's family! This little slut is still so young, so he stinks and shamelessly messes with men. And it's also a man with her Fang Xiaolan.

At this time, Jingcheng had been marked by Fang Xiaolan unconsciously, and the poor Zhihua was lying in vain, and he was also said to be a slut. I guess they will know by then, and they will have to vomit to death.

From this day on, Fang Xiaolan took it as her lifelong goal to become Jingcheng's aunt's wife.

Actually, Fang Xiaolan can see the form clearly. She herself also knows that a person like Jing Cheng has a noble aura all over her body, and she doesn't even think about his wife. It is estimated that as long as the aunt designs it properly, it is still very possible. After all, she is so beautiful.

Fang Xiaolan thought beautifully here. I don't know what she looks like, and people who lift shoes for Jingcheng think she has spicy eyes.

Since she paid attention, Fang Xiaolan has been dressing up every day. She thought that she had to have a chance encounter with Jing Cheng first, so that Jing Cheng would have an impression of her. Then when Jingcheng was obsessed with her beauty and couldn't extricate himself, hehe, she gave him another hug. A beauty like her Fang Xiaolan, that man can resist it. As long as the raw rice is cooked into cooked rice, he Jingcheng can't run even if he wants to. When she becomes an aunt's wife, she will first deal with Fang Zhihua's vixen.

Fang Xiaolan's little abacus is a good one, but unfortunately she missed a little, since Jingcheng turned around in the village that day, she has never left the gate of the Fang family.

Xiaolan was dumbfounded at this time, she couldn't attack herself and let the family take the blame.

In desperation, this guy started eavesdropping.

Fang Xiaolan is now standing outside the courtyard wall, listening to the noise of Jingcheng and Zhihua, which is hating Zhihua in her heart and gritting her teeth.

Why! How can you know that you can enjoy everyone's favor by painting that stinky girl; Why should Jingcheng be so gentle with her; How can Fang Zhihua be the daughter of a rich family, and she Fang Xiaolan can only watch her enjoy everything. Unwilling, really unwilling.

No, I can't go on like this, I have to find a way to teach that stinky girl a lesson.

Her eyes were vicious, and it was clear that jealousy had prevailed in her heart now.

The days are still passing slowly, but unconsciously, a rumor is quietly spreading in Daxi Village.

Don't talk about these troubles, the Fang family has a big happy event recently. The old gentleman, who had been asleep for almost a month, finally woke up.

It was a very ordinary morning, and Fang A-Niang and the others went to work in the shop in the town as usual. Zhihua got up early today. It's time to scrub the old gentleman and change the sheets.

Zhihua asked Jingcheng to move the old gentleman to another bunk, she quickly changed the sheets and covers, and asked Jingcheng to put the old gentleman back.

"Jingcheng, you take out all the dirty clothes you have changed out of first. I put the laundry tub next to the kitchen wall, you go and help me soak them all first. When I'm done wiping my husband, I'll wash it. Zhihua twisted a handkerchief and wiped his face for Mr., and did not forget to tell Jingcheng what to do.

Jing Cheng looked at the busy figure of Zhihua, not to mention how soft his heart was. Now Zhihua took the initiative to ask him for help, and he was so happy in his heart that he walked away with the pile of dirty clothes.

Zhihua scrubbed Mr. for a while, but he didn't see Jingcheng come back. She wondered in her heart, and the water in the basin should also be changed. So he took the basin and went out.

The jujube trees at the root of the west wall don't know when they will flourish, and the tender green leaves are announcing their presence in the wind.

What made Zhihua unable to take his eyes off it was the person under the tree.

It was a young man of twelve or thirteen years old, and his presence seemed to tell the world that the Creator was biased towards him.

Jing Cheng is wearing a coarse cloth robe made by Fang Aniang for Zhiqi today. It's obviously a very cheap clothes, but he gives the feeling of wearing a famous brand.

Now he was rolling up his sleeves and sitting on the small bench with his bare arms working the clothes in the basin. But a person from such a background as him has done these jobs there. He was sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked with water. The hair was messy and stuck to his face, and the whole person was a little embarrassed.

Zhihua looked at Jingcheng like this, and his eyes were wet when he looked at it. In these days, Jingcheng has shown favor to her and accommodated; She knew that the painting was not wood, and she would not feel it there.

But she didn't dare to think about it, she really didn't dare to think about it. She remembered the first time she saw him. At that time, she accidentally bumped into him, and the killing intent in the eyes of the boy in Tsing Yi is still fresh in her memory. If it weren't for his generosity that day, don't care about her. Seriously, she's going to have to die.

Later, the Fang family rescued him, and he gradually developed affection for her. But she wasn't. But Jing Cheng's noble body implied the momentum of the superior, although Jing Cheng never said his identity, but Zhihua had already guessed it.

I am afraid that this person is the prince of the dynasty who is famous in various countries and is almost demonic, but he fell seriously ill at the age of six and was in weak health-Su Jingcheng!

With such an unattainable identity and such an excellent and abnormal person, how could she know how to paint - an ordinary peasant girl who grew up in the countryside can match.

But now Zhihua doesn't want to suppress himself anymore. How many times can life be in the world. It is not easy to get a lover, and it is time to thank God for being able to be happy with each other. Zhihua didn't want to miss it, she knew that there was such a person as Jingcheng in her life, who had looked at her deeply with such gentle and tired eyes, and she would never be able to fall in love with others again.

Oh, he's really her fate!

Thinking of this, Zhihua smiled with relief. That's it, that's it, it's a catastrophe. As long as it was him, she would be happy.

Zhihua strengthened his mind, and no longer suppressed himself, and looked at Jingcheng's eyes unconsciously with affection.

However, she wasn't ready to tell the nerd that she liked him too.

I think she likes such a person in her two lives, so she has to confess to the other party first.

Zhihua said: People are girls, and they have to be reserved occasionally.

Although she is essentially a female man.

Zhihua figured it out, and then went into the kitchen to change the water with light steps.

Jing Cheng saw that Zhihua finally entered the kitchen, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

This girl had been staring at him just now, and his goosebumps were about to be frightened. Oops, now it's finally liberated.

Well, this stupid boy still doesn't know that he has made great progress in chasing his wife, and he still has the mind to think wildly here.

Hush! Let's not tell him, let him go there alone.