Splendid peasant girl busy farming

5834 Suffered

Huahua didn't even look at it, and walked straight to the door of the main room.

Ping'er packed the food and came out of the stove, glanced at Gu Zhihua who was like a bug, and didn't say anything, just handed the basket to Huahua.

"All the food is here, and they have tea over there, so don't bring it."

Huahua nodded, took the basket and carried it in her arms, and walked towards the gate of the yard.

"Come on, put on the straw hat, the sun is so strong at noon, you'll be tanned carefully."

After walking a few steps, Ping'er called to her again, turned around and went back to the wooden post on the wall of the main room, took off a straw hat and gave it to Huahua.

Gu's father gave Gu Zhihua a wink, Gu Zhihua reacted, took the straw hat from Ping'er with a smile and sent it to Huahua.

"Huahua, wear a hat."

Huahua took the hat that Gu Zhihua handed over and put it on, walked a few steps and then turned to ask him: "Didn't you say you have something to tell me first? Then you go to the field with me, let's talk while walking?"

Gu Zhihua looked up at the scorching sun above his head, showing hesitation.

"What? Nothing to say? That's fine, I'm leaving!" She flicked her hair and turned around to leave.

Behind him, Gu's father shouted: "Huahua wait a minute, Zhihua is willing to go, right Zhihua?"

Gu Zhihua gritted his teeth, "Yes, I can't ask for it."

"Then come!" Huahua greeted from the front.

Gu Zhihua quickly followed.

In the yard, Father Gu was secretly excited. He pointed at the backs of the two walking away and smiled at Ping'er, "Did you see my mother-in-law? These two children are just playing around, and the relationship between the two is still there..."

"Heh..." Ping'er laughed, turned around and went back to the kitchen, "Girl, don't play for now, wash your hands and let's eat!"

The two of Pinger and Niang were eating lunch in the kitchen, while Gu's father was left hanging in the yard.

Father Gu was also sensible, instead of going to the kitchen to talk, he turned around and went back to the main room to sit there.

……

Huahua and Gu Zhihua walked to the field outside the village one by one, passing the gates of many houses in the village along the way.

The yards of farmhouses are full of low walls made of yellow mud that are half the height of a person. Some of them don’t even bother to plaster the yellow mud. They can be piled up with stones. Put two handfuls of thatch on top.

It was noon at this time, and the two of them passed by the door of someone's house one after the other, and the other's house happened to gather in the main room and open the door to eat lunch.

Or there are people who deliver food in the same way walking in front or behind them. When they pass under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, they even meet a bunch of aunts and aunts holding rice bowls and gathering under the tree to enjoy the cool and eat. While eating, looking around with eyes, pulling homework, every organ in the body operates at the same time, and the horsepower is fully activated without conflict.

I don't know which sharp-eyed person saw the two of them approaching from a distance, and all La Jiachang lowered their eyes for a while, glanced at each other, whispered and whispered.

"Which guy is that guy behind the flamboyant butt? Somewhat familiar..."

"Of course it looks familiar, isn't that Gu Zhihua, her husband-in-law!"

"Why did Gu Juren come to the village again? Didn't they say they reconciled?"

"Heli? When did it happen? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Ah? Your family lives right in front of Zhou Sheng's house. You don't know about such a big deal. Let me tell you..."

"..."

Huahua passed under the maple tree as if no one was there, completely ignoring the voices coming into her ears.

Gu Zhihua was so embarrassed, he fumbled all over his body to find a folding fan to cover his face.

After feeling for nothing, he remembered that when he was hanged and humiliated by Lai Touhua, that folding fan had been used as a 'murder weapon' to desecrate his master.

So afterwards, the first thing he did was to destroy the folding fan that had witnessed his humiliation.

The two gradually moved away, but the discussions among the women under the old maple tree did not stop there.

"...What did you just say? The Gu family has backed down and came back to ask for marriage again? How is it possible, he is a juror, what are you looking for?"

"It's true. I saw it with my own eyes. There were a lot of gifts brought out from the carriage. They were all good things. Gu Juren's father also came. Isn't that rare?"

Some people nodded in agreement, and even the father-in-law came over in person, this sincerity is enough.

"Come on, if a man really cares about a woman, you can't just look at what gifts he buys for the woman's natal family, but also other aspects." Another woman in the crowd said, "If you want me to tell you, Gu Juren also cares about it." It's not that I really care about other people's Huahua, but if I really care about Huahua."

"Ha, aren't you envious of someone marrying a Juren? Then give me an example!"

The woman who brought up the opposite opinion just now spoke again: "Ha, this is just about to give an example, and here comes a living example. Look across the pond, Qing'er is washing things, right? Look again, who is there? coming?"

"It's Tang Yazi."

"That's right, Tang Yazi is here to pick up Qing'er, you see..."

"Tang Yazi helps Qing'er carry the wooden basin."

"That wooden basin is not heavy, I can carry one in one hand, why is Qing'er so weak?" A woman next to her was puzzled.

The woman from before laughed again, "Hey, no wonder you don't understand men and women!"

The other women next to her understood it, and they all praised: "Whether a man loves a woman or not has nothing to do with how strong the woman is. Tang Yazi looked silent, but loving his wife really hurts his heart." what!"

"That's right, then if you look further south, Huahua has been carrying the basket from the beginning to the end, and Gu Zhihua is following behind with his empty hands, and he doesn't even have the self-consciousness to help her carry the basket. No matter how much he buys, such a man Gifts come to visit, that is also purposeful, and it is just a formality, not because I really care about Huahua. Now that I say this, you all understand, right?"

All the women nodded, expressing that they had learned it.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, who had already arrived at the door of their house, did not know that just now, the two of them had already set a model in front of the women in the village.

"Tang Yazi, when I was doing laundry earlier, I caught a glimpse of Gu Zhihua following Huahua to the field at the south end of the village."

"Well, I saw it too, Gu Zhihua is just being courteous for nothing."

He didn't say the latter sentence, but she understood it.

The two smiled knowingly, and she said again: "It seems that the lessons learned last time have worked well. The Gu family has a little more sincerity, but there is some sincerity, not from the heart, even if it is disguised, it can't be disguised."

Luo Fengtang nodded, held the basin with one hand, and helped her open the yard door with the other: "Leave them alone, let's go home for dinner."

……

On the field ridge at the south end of the village, Huahua walks like flying with a basket in her hand.

The young master of the county seat behind him, Gu Zhihua, the master of Juren, will suffer!

(End of this chapter)