Chapter 50: The good mood is broken in an instant

In late summer and early autumn, there are frogs chirping at night.

The person on the bed tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, pulling the thin quilt over his head.

Still can't block out the outside sound.

"Whoa."

The sound of water is constant.

Qingyan ripped off the quilt violently, "Luo Han, you go and call him!" ”

Li Luohan leaned against the screen, and he had already fallen asleep.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement, and Qingyan put on his shoes with a huff.

Outside the screen, Qian Yiliang slept on his back, one person occupied two bunks, and even Li Luohan was squeezed to the side by him.

She didn't expect Qian Yiliang to sleep so badly.

It's hard for him these days.

She turned her head to look outside.

"Whoa."

She was wrong, and it should be difficult for her plum tree.

Walking out of the house and bringing the door, she looked coldly at the people watering under the tree.

To be honest, no matter how good-looking he looks, standing under a tree in white at night looks like a hanged ghost.

"I shouldn't have said that you were fake and kind during the day, should you go to sleep?" She walked over to coax him.

She was quick to speak for a while, and she regretted it after she finished speaking.

She knew that he was not this kind of person, "Whoever called you so fierce, I was angry with you before I talked nonsense." ”

Until now, I haven't forgotten to put the responsibility on his head.

I scooped a spoonful of water from the wind, and poured it down on the roots of the tree.

Seeing that he was still angry, Qingyan reached out and grabbed his hand holding the gourd scoop.

"Okay, if you pour it any more, there will be no plums to eat."

The boy threw away the ladle and looked down at her hand.

"So you're worried about the tree?"

His voice was as clear as ever, wrapped in moonlight, and even colder.

Qingyan swallowed his saliva, a little afraid.

She felt that if she dared to nod, she would not see this plum tree tomorrow.

She wisely didn't say anything, and took his hand with a slight force, trying to drag him into the house.

As soon as the wind was pulled by her, most of the anger in her heart disappeared.

"Tomorrow the division is coming?" He asked lightly.

Qingyan turned around, met his handsome face, and said a little sluggishly, "yes, what's wrong?" ”

"What is he here for?"

"Oh, my baggage is still in the hospital, let him send it for me."

I see.

The boy followed her back to the house.

When I saw that my floor was occupied by the smell of copper, my face that was finally sunny was cloudy again.

Qingyan was worried that he would run out to water again, and hurriedly said, "You go in, I'll come." ”

She pushed the person into the screen, squatted down and slapped Qian Yiliang's head.

The sleeping man shuddered in fright, rolled over, and freed up a little.

After a few slaps, the green smoke pulled the cover from under him.

I often come in from the wind day, and it is the first time at night.

There was no difference from the daytime, the pillows were horizontal, and the quilt was as messy as if it had been trampled by a herd of horses.

The inner room was not big, so the three of them slept down, and the screen was moved in, and there was not much space left in the screen.

"You sleep here." Qingyan placed his bunk next to the bed.

"It's not appropriate." I did not need to move from the wind.

Is it appropriate for you to go watering at night?

Qingyan thought to herself, she didn't dare to stimulate him.

"Why is it not appropriate, hurry up and sleep!" She's going to die.

As soon as Qingyan woke up in the morning, she saw her little baggage, she touched it, turned over and continued to sleep.

The master is here, so he can't be lazy, so Qian Yiliang is dragging an empty basket and sits outside.

"Why does my head hurt so much?" He rubbed his head, wondering if he had hit somewhere.

After so many slaps, it's no wonder that it doesn't hurt.

Glancing at him from the wind.

"You must have slept dishonestly and hit the ground." Li Luohan said angrily, and turned to look at Congfeng, "By the way, I didn't see your bedding in the morning." ”

"It's too crowded, take it." He said as his gaze fell on Qian Yiliang.

Li Luohan instantly understood, "It's hard for you, even if there is a gap between you, I can be squeezed by him, you say that he is like this, how can you get a daughter-in-law in the future!" ”

The money that is inexplicably behind the pot is cold.

"Why can't I get a daughter-in-law, people who want to marry me can line up from here to the bottom of the mountain!"

This is still his modesty.

But the ground is uncomfortable to fall asleep, he used to wake up every day as if he was pressed by a ghost, and he slept a little better last night and was able to turn over.

"When will the house be built, I don't want to lay the floor anymore." He complained.

"Yes, you go to climb the mountain first, and I'll write a reply to my father, asking him to donate more money so that the house can be built quickly."

The three of them went to climb the mountain, and he wrote a book alone, and he wanted this and that.

The division will come near noon, and Qian Yiliang went to call Qingyan.

"You didn't climb the mountain today?" Qingyan glanced at the letter on the table.

Qian Yiliang hurriedly explained, "I knew that Master was concerned about the progress of the construction of the courtyard, so I quickly wrote to my father to ask him to help, and asked him to send our hometown specialties to Master to eat." ”

When can't you write a letter, you still make excuses for being lazy.

She didn't say much, the cow didn't want to drink water, and it was useless for her to just push the cow's head into the water.

"Sihui, let you run for nothing."

"You're not carrying the baggage?"

"Someone takes it, go, eat."

As for who, she didn't say, and took the boss directly to the East Kitchen.

"Can you show up now?" Si Hui was worried that she would not be able to close her door and think about it and be discovered by Da Linshan.

"I almost forgot if you didn't say it." Qingyan scratched her head, but her footsteps didn't stop, "But I came to dinner yesterday." ”

Si Hui was still not at ease, "I'll bring you whatever you want to eat." ”

Qingyan sat down, "But we're already there." ”

When the priest saw it, it turned out to be a small stove room, and only the cook would come in.

"Where the eldest lady only entertains me, today you are naked."

Qingyan smiled, and took out the food from the cupboard.

"I inquired about what you said last time, Qian Yiliang has a fiancée, you don't have to worry about him marrying a wife."

The priest said as he ate.

"He has a fiancée?"

It can't be me, right?

Qingyan couldn't help but complain: "It's enough to take a book and want the little girl to marry him."

The division is not clear, "You mean that the Qian family is rich and rivals the country, so they hire a book?" ”

Qingyan nodded, "You think they're very picky, right?" ”

Si saw that she was too concerned about this matter, and he couldn't help but think too much in his heart.

"You're not going to be that fiancée, are you?"

As soon as the words came out, even he felt that it was impossible, but Qingyan's expression was obviously right by him.

Si Hui looked at her fixedly, unable to believe that the person he liked had already been married.

Qingyan didn't hide it from him, "I'm not sure yet, so the top priority is to marry him off quickly." ”

Do you have a relationship that you don't know?

Si Hui felt incredible.

"Aren't you an orphan? It turns out that you are Miss Wang. ”

"Miss Wang?" Qingyan looked confused.

"Aren't you? I found out that Qian Yiliang's fiancée was Miss Wang, but Mrs. Qian felt that Miss Wang couldn't control her son and wanted to change to a more powerful one, so she never got married. ”

I see, Qingyan smiled and clapped his hands.

"What to change, since you have already made a marriage, you can't return it casually!"

She thought of it, let Miss Wang go up the mountain to cultivate a relationship with Yiliang, and then cook raw rice and mature rice, wouldn't that be it.

Si Hui knew that she had never been married, and his hanging heart fell.

Thinking that he didn't have to get married, Qingyan happily returned to the small building on the mountainside to see a certain pair of dog men and women.

The good mood went bad in an instant.

"What are you guys doing!"

In the yard, the wind held the hand of the little cook.