Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Qiaohong's mind

The main reason still came from Luo Fengtang.

She believed that he would not do anything to betray the marriage, so she didn't need to make a fuss, guard against this and that.

If he was really hooked by a young girl, it would be impossible for a 30-year-old woman like her to guard against him.

It's a big deal and we'll all be together by then.

In her marriage, there is only widowhood, no reconciliation, and she will not be as open-minded as Tan.

Of course, it is impossible to say that you don't mind at all.

My man is coveted by other women, and he must be in a bad mood.

But right now it's just a pair of socks, so there's no need to let her make a move, maybe Luo Fengtang's indifference can make that Qiaohong retreat and stop being stupid.

In the teahouse, Xu Yuanming heaved a sigh of relief after seeing off this wave of tea leaves.

Throughout the year, these few months are the busiest, because the new tea is in a hurry to be shipped, especially this year's tea is ordered by Mr. Luo's family who is far away in the capital. General Luo and his wife pay special attention to it. So Xu Yuanming didn't dare to be sloppy at all.

No, after finishing the errand with great difficulty, Xu Yuanming was able to heave a sigh of relief. The next step was to take care of the tea garden, and the errands were relatively leisurely.

So Xu Yuanming discussed with Mrs. Zhang, planning to let Mrs. Zhang take her daughter Qiaohong down the mountain and go back to the town for a few days. Such a big girl's family must be thinking about the excitement of the town, so it's better to let her go and have fun.

As a result, when Mrs. Zhang brought Xu Yuanming's words to Qiaohong, she did not cheer as expected.

"What's the matter? Why aren't you happy? Didn't you keep arguing to go down the mountain earlier?" Mrs. Zhang looked at the girl who was sitting sideways by the bed. The girl was immersed in her needlework, and her reaction was indifferent.

"Mom, I don't want to go down the mountain, I'm too lazy to run."

"Why are you too lazy to run? I'll let you walk for a while on the way down the mountain. When you get down the mountain, your elder brother will drive a carriage to pick us up and go back to town. Don't be lazy."

Qiaohong raised her head, "Mother, I really don't want to go down the mountain, you just go, don't involve me, I don't go anywhere, I just like to stay in the tea garden."

When she said this, she looked through the Xiaoxuan window to the rows of terraced tea gardens outside the window, as if there was a light shining in her eyes.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. Thinking of the incident in the morning, the nervous and exciting energy has not passed.

She had figured out the time when he would come in to get his clean clothes and go down the hill, so she waited in the house with the pair of socks she had made for him hidden in her hand.

Unexpectedly, when he came in, he came in, and behind him was her mother, Mrs. Zhang.

She didn't have time to give the socks to him in person, but she was unwilling to let him go like this, so she stuffed the socks into his clothes in a flash...

As soon as it was stuffed in, my mother took the clothes and helped him pack the bundle.

Watching him go down the mountain with the socks she gave her, she felt a strange feeling in her heart that she couldn't explain.

It's like drinking wine secretly, feeling hot and sweet in her heart, but flustered and anxious. She seems to find someone to talk about her feelings, but she can't.

This is my own secret.

Apart from waiting, she is looking forward to it now.

Expecting him to see those socks, expecting him to guess it was her.

"oops!"

Inadvertently, the embroidery needle poked her hand again, and bright red blood beads oozed out, she quickly put her finger into her mouth and sucked it.

This is already the fifth time today that I've got it.

"You child, why are you so absent-minded? Mother doesn't talk to you, and you can still get your hands tied by doing some embroidery. What's the matter with you?"

Mrs. Zhang came to the bedside to look at Qiaohong's hand, but Qiaohong refused.

On the contrary, she blushed and kicked Mrs. Zhang out of the house a little bit annoyed.

It's all my mother's fault that she had to follow General Luo into the house, so she couldn't even hand over the socks to him.

I don't know if he has seen the socks at this moment, if he has penetrated into her mind, what will he... what will he do?
At the same time, she was a little apprehensive, for fear that the socks would fall into Mrs. Luo's hands.

After all, she is his first wife, but he covets his man, which is a bit unreasonable.

Qiaohong knew that she was wrong, but she felt that she couldn't control it. If she didn't pass something to him, she felt that she would be suffocated to death!
Mrs. Zhang went to the tea garden to find Xu Yuanming who was busy, and told him about Qiaohong angrily.

"That dead girl didn't know what medicine she took wrongly, she refused to go down the mountain with me, and finally got annoyed and pushed me out of the house."

"I can't persuade you anymore. If you persuade me later, you are spoiled by me!"

Xu Yuanming just grinned when he heard this.

After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, Xu Yuanming said: "Since my daughter doesn't want to go back now, let's talk about it in two days and follow her."

"Stay along a little bit? You're so used to this girl that you can't tell the difference between east, west, north, and south."

Xu Yuanming still had a good-tempered smile: "It's okay for my daughter to be more used to her family. She's already sixteen, and she won't be able to stay at home for a few years."

"When we get married, we can't even get used to it."

Xu Yuanming has said so, what else can Mrs. Zhang say?

What's more, she has two sons and a daughter, and she only got such a daughter in her thirties, so she should love her a little more.

"Also, I found that our daughter's time is a little bit wrong." Mrs. Zhang said suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Xu Yuanming stopped what he was doing and asked.

Mrs. Zhang frowned and thought about it carefully, then shook her head: "I can't say, anyway, I just feel that she is a little different, always alone in a daze, depressed for a while, and seems happier than anything else for a while, singing Tiaotiao, asked her but didn't say anything, and just laughed secretly."

Xu Yuanming was confused when he heard it, and scratched his head with his hand stained with tea leaves: "The more I talk, the more confused I become."

Finally, Mrs. Zhang stomped her feet, "I can't tell. Maybe it's because my daughter is older. It's not a problem to stay with us on the mountain all the time."

Xu Yuanming understood now, he lowered his face and pondered for a moment, "The Luo family will come to the tea garden in the next two days, and when things are over, let's go down the mountain together, take my daughter to have fun, and buy more Things girls like."

That night, Qiaohong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and had many, many dreams.

In the dream, he came to the tea garden, wore the socks she gave him, hugged her, kissed her, and said he wanted to marry her...

She was so happy that when she was happy, she couldn't help reaching out to hug him back. The hug came to nothing, and she almost fell off the shop.

Only then did I realize that it was a dream, and outside the window, the sky was already bright.

Qiaohong was not disappointed, lying on the bed reminiscing about that dream, but couldn't help being sweet.

If this is true, how wonderful it is.

Or maybe, this is a good sign?

Just thinking about it, Mrs. Zhang came over and knocked on the door.

"Qiaohong, get up quickly. General Luo and his father have come to the tea garden. They will probably stay here for dinner at noon. Hurry up and help me pick vegetables."

(End of this chapter)