Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6552 Don't touch me
"We have retired, why are you looking for me?"

When the sun was about to set, Mianmian had just come from the river behind the village with a pile of pine hair on her back, when a figure stopped in front of her.

Mianmian turned her face to the side, looking at the river where the water level had receded to reveal mud and water plants, she frowned, but she didn't look at the person in front of her.

Jiang Xianjun blushed, his eyes lingering on Mianmian's face.

"Mianmian, I just want to see you and talk to you."

The divorce was caught off guard, and he hadn't even realized that his daughter-in-law was no longer his own.

"We're divorced, so we should avoid suspicion." Mianmian said.

"Mianmian, I have a lot of things I want to tell you, really." Jiang Xianjun said again, taking a step forward: "Look at me, okay?"

Mianmian's frown deepened, she took a step back, and glanced at Jiang Xianjun: "We have nothing to talk about, get out of the way, I'm going home."

Jiang Xianjun still stood in the middle of the road and refused to give way.

Mian Mian stomped her feet angrily, her eyes were red, "Jiang Xianjun, are you playing a scoundrel? What are you going to do? We have nothing to do with each other for a long time, don't you get in my way?"

Jiang Xianjun still refused to give in, staring straight at Mianmian, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Mianmian, do you know? I've been living a very torturous life, and it's all about you when I open or close my eyes."

"Bah, that's your business, don't involve me!"

"Mianmian, don't be like this, I know I deserve it, but I really have you in my heart..."

His nose was sour, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Jiang Xianjun took another step forward, this time, Mianmian didn't retreat.

He took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the firewood on Mianmian's back, but Mianmian refused to give it. Jiang Xianjun continued: "I know you have been wronged, it's my fault, I didn't protect you well, and I am also very upset..."

Mianmian turned sideways, raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, "Is it interesting to talk about that after everything is like this?"

Jiang Xianjun gritted his teeth, "I've already spoken harshly to my parents. You are the one who won't marry me in this life. My father has always stood by my side. My mother can't take care of me this time either. Never mind my business."

"Mianmian, I'm still going to propose to your family, can you give me another chance?"

Mianmian seemed to hear something frightening, and looked at Jiang Xianjun with wide eyes: "Are you crazy? Do you know what you're talking about?"

Jiang Xianjun shook his head, "I'm not crazy, I just want to marry you. I don't like any girls in these ten miles and eight villages, so I only care about you!"

Mianmian couldn't say what she felt, but tears rolled out of her eyes.

Jiang Xianjun panicked, and quickly raised his sleeves to wipe Mianmian's tears, pushed him away, and cried, "What do you think of me? Am I something that your Jiang family calls you to come and go? Jiang Xianjun, don't pester me any more. Me, my name is Mianmian, and I am also soft-tempered, but I am as stubborn as my father, and I will not turn back and eat grass, so give up!"

Mian Mian ran away crying, leaving Jiang Xianjun standing by the bridge, kicking the stone pillars by the bridge and growling, throwing stones into the river like a madman.

Jiang Xianjun vented his anger, but he still felt panicked.

He also thought that he escaped Jiang's mother's questioning because he came out to hold firewood, and he would go back empty-handed later, and he would be scolded all over again. He raised his head and looked around. At this time, the sun had already set, and he dared not go to the foot of the mountain. But the willow forest not far away can still be drilled.

Jiang Xianjun entered the willow forest, and before he could tie the firewood with rattan, footsteps came from behind him.

Suddenly someone patted his shoulder, and just as he turned his head, a fist the size of a sandbag hit his face...

Let's talk about the village, Mianmian ran for half a mile with firewood on her back and finally entered the village, and she was forced to cry back.

The light around is gradually dimming, and there are no people on the road. Mianmian intends to go to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash her face with a handful of water. Near the old maple tree, she sees a familiar figure in front of her, walking briskly towards the entrance of the village. Still humming a song.

"Embroidery."

The girl in front turned around, and when she saw Mian Mian, she was stunned: "Auntie, it's getting dark and you still go to loosen your hair?"

Mianmian squeezed out a smile, "Well, if you're idle, you're idle, so let's get closer."

"Oh, do you want me to recite it for you?" Xiuxiu asked again.

Mianmian smiled and shook her head, the two aunts and nephew walked towards the entrance of the village together, Mianmian asked Xiuxiu again: "It's not heavy, by the way, why didn't you go home when it was getting dark?"

When asked about this, Xiu Xiu's smile suddenly became sweet.

"Isn't this going to send Li Wei back? I wanted to send him to Heba, but he refused, so I sent him to the intersection behind the village and let him go by himself."

"Oh, so that's what happened."

Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief, luckily Xiuxiu didn't go to the river dam, otherwise she and Jiang Xianjun would have seen her flirting there.

"You mentioned Li Wei, and I was in a daze. I haven't heard from him for a long time, huh? Two days ago, my family held the full moon wine, and it seemed that his father came to drink alone." Mianmian said again.

Xiuxiu nodded, "Didn't his aunt open a vermicelli shop in the town? Near the end of the year, the shop called him over to help. He just came back this morning and brought some dried vermicelli from the shop to my house. Eat hot pot for Chinese New Year."

Looking at the sweetness and happiness in Xiuxiu's smile, Mianmian felt a little sour.

"Xiuxiu, Li Wei is so kind to you, you are a blessed one, cherish it."

After Xiuxiu grabbed her braid, she was a little embarrassed to be praised by Mianmian.

"Well, I will definitely cherish it. He is good to my family, and I will not neglect his parents. I bought new shoes for his parents to wear during the New Year."

Mian Mian narrowed her eyes appreciatively, and raised her hand to touch Xiu Xiu's beautiful hair: "Not bad, not bad, she is a filial and virtuous daughter-in-law."

Xiuxiu's face turned even redder, "Auntie, don't be sad anymore, Jiang Xianjun is not your good match, your good match will naturally not be able to escape there, you don't need to worry about an irrelevant person anymore, and worry your nerves. "

Mianmian smiled and nodded gently, "You and your Aunt Xiangxiang have told me these comforting words so many times these days, don't worry, I have a measure."

Xiuxiu felt relieved, she came over and took Mianmian's arm affectionately, and the aunt and nephew walked home talking and laughing.

The two are neighbors, they don't share a wall like Yang Huazhong's and Luo's, Mianmian's and Xiuxiu's each have their own courtyard walls.

A width of about six feet was left between the two courtyard walls, and bluestone slabs were paved inside.

In winter, the sun does not shine into the long alley, and the cold wind blows in the long alley.

But in other seasons, especially in the hot summer, that Liuchi Alley has become a treasure of geomantic omen.

(End of this chapter)