It was a good day, most of the ground was dry, and about an hour later, the two arrived at the entrance of Sweet Water Village.

Speaking of which, thanks to the exile, he has cultivated a body of strength, and he is full of things that can not be pushed down with Wen Zhuqing's previous body, and exile is not without benefits, at least the body is much stronger.

It was still early, and it was not yet time for lunch, and I looked at the fir tree at the entrance of the village from a distance, and a group of women were gathering together to cook their home.

The melon seeds crackled, and their rumbling laughter was heard from afar, and the two pushed the cart past, but who expected, they were stopped.

"Yo, this is to find relatives in our Sweetwater Village? With so many things, I guess my house will be empty. The woman, with a dark scarf wrapped around her head, leaned in front of the cart and looked at it carefully, saying as she munched on melon seeds.

After a while, Jiang Zhimiao's feet were surrounded by melon seed shells, and the key was that she was getting more and more energetic, and she leaned in front of her, and spit on Xingzi on her face.

She blinked, wiped her face expressionlessly, looked at her and said, "Auntie, stop talking, this spitting star sprays me all in the face, can you not get so close to me." ”

burst into laughter, only to hear others laugh and say: "I said Fang Huaihua, haven't you heard what people say?" Why are you still so close, don't get away from it quickly, but don't spray us with a spit on the stars. ”

After another burst of laughter, Fang Huaihua blushed, took two steps back, and raised her throat and said, "Hey, why don't you know how to tease, don't I tease you, do you need to be so careful?" ”

Jiang Zhimiao smiled lightly, if this was sprayed on her face, she would not say so, seeing that she was also unintentional, this matter was revealed, who expected, her side was over, and Wen Zhuqing's side started again.

In the blink of an eye, the women who had just gathered under the cedar tree actually surrounded Wen Zhuqing!

"Yo, whose relatives is this, this baby is so handsome, is there a family at home? If I hadn't introduced you. ”

"Phew, don't do it, who doesn't know you, go back to introduce, go back to it, you don't look at what my mother's family does, our ancestors have been doing matchmaking for generations, aren't you more experienced than you?"

"Come on, don't make any noise, I didn't see the baby and I was scared stupid." Yang Shumei pushed away the two who were still arguing, approached Wen Zhuqing and looked at him for a moment and said: "Look at it from afar, look at it closely, you are handsome, your baby is good, and my apricot blossoms are just a pair, whose baby are you, do you want to marry a daughter-in-law?" ”

Wen Zhuqing was frightened and took a step back, his brain was down for a moment, and after being stunned for a while, he calmed down, and said softly: "Ladies and gentlemen, don't fight, the exiles who were exiled to Sweetwater Village in Xia Nai have no intention of marrying a wife for the time being, thank you for the kindness of the aunts, I really can't stand it." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he only felt that he spoke in a crepe, and at first glance he was not a clay leg, as if he had read a book, who knows, this is actually a wanderer, or a lowly person, if a girl from this family marries, he will not have to suffer for a lifetime, and when he thinks of this, no one mentions the matter of kissing again.

Wen Zhuqing saw that everyone was scattered, and he breathed a sigh of relief silently, the enthusiasm of the aunts was too great, he couldn't stand it, he really couldn't stand it.

Jiang Zhimiao glanced at him angrily, and had a lot of opinions in his heart, isn't this discrimination? is spit on her, and warm care for Wen Zhuqing, this difference is too big.

Sure enough, people are visual animals, not to mention, the enthusiasm of the aunts is not for nothing, Wen Zhuqing's face is indeed good, thinking about it like this, Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyebrows and looked at it carefully.

From her point of view, his low-hanging eyelashes are long and straight, his skin is black and his lips are red, and because of his thoughts, his lips are straight, revealing a sense of distance that allows him to look at it from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

Jiang Zhimiao said in his heart, it is indeed good, I didn't think there was anything after looking at it for a long time before, but now that I look at it carefully, my appearance is very clear, I was born with a noble appearance, and at first glance it is not an ordinary person.

Of course, if it is whiter, it will be more expensive, and after months of wind and sun, even the posture of heaven and man has also been tempered, it is already very good to be able to maintain it to this extent.

Wen Zhuqing was shocked by her scrutiny, and she stood restless, and didn't ask the reason, but only listened to her: "It would be nice if it was whiter again." ”

The headless words made Wen Zhuqing's face black, what does this mean by disgusting him for being black? Is he black?

looked down at the hand that was tanned to honey, and suddenly felt that what he said was a bit right, white is not as white as before, but black is not counted, Wen Zhuqing's eyes moved to the phalanges, and he was sure in his heart, he was not black, he was a man's true colors!

Fang Huaihua's ears were pointed, and she replied: "What's so good about white, it's useless, in my opinion, this black is a good hand who can live at home." ”

Without waiting for Jiang Zhimiao to answer, Fang Huaihua continued to take care of herself: "Listen to my aunt's advice, you can't find a little white face to marry in the future, if this is not useful, you will be offended in this day." ”

The sound of melon seeds stopped for a while, Jiang Zhimiao didn't answer her, and pushed the cart and Wen Zhuqing in the direction of the barren field.

White is good, black is good, black is wonderful, she just expressed her personal opinion, white or black, as long as she is comfortable, looking at the young man's leisurely appearance, Jiang Zhimiao felt that he was quite comfortable.

Wen Zhuqing is not really black, but it is much darker than when she first saw her, she said that it is whiter, just because she remembered the noble him when she first met, but now that he is dark, he has gone a little more noble, a little more simple, and looks more approachable.

Of course, if he is not dark, it is terrible, if anyone can not be dark for months without being exposed to the wind and sun, Jiang Zhimiao will doubt his identity, this does not belong to the category of ordinary people, maybe, this is also a cross-haired hanging?

A quarter of an hour later, the two arrived at the ridge, and heard the sound of children laughing from a distance.

The road on the ridge is narrow, and it is the limit to accommodate a board car, and the two of them walked on the ridge one by one, for fear that the scooter would slip and fall if they were not careful.

Before, the cart was empty, but it didn't pay so much attention to it, that is, it fell, and a hand reached out to catch it, but now the car is full, if it falls, it will be offended, just put things in the yard is enough for them to eat a pot, let alone carry it up.

I bought too much on the last set today, it is a pile of three layers inside and three layers outside, and the two of them are carrying their hearts, and they have crossed the ridge without danger.