Splendid peasant girl busy farming

7167 - He has her in his heart

A gust of mountain wind blew over, and Qiaohong turned a few corners in her mind, recalling that when she was peeking in the room earlier, he seemed to have sensed the look from the side.

Her heart beat faster again.

A bold guess suddenly came to mind.

He actually has her in his heart.

Otherwise, he could go directly to his good brother's practice field, so why did he make a detour to the tea garden?
He came to the tea garden, probably because of her, but he had to leave early because of something.

That being the case, he will definitely come back later when he is free.

If he really didn't feel anything for her, he wouldn't look back when she peeked at him.

Yes, it must be so.

He must have seen the pair of socks and knew what she wanted, and he responded.

The more Qiao Hong thought about it, the more excited she became, and everything in front of her suddenly became cute and vivid again.

Mrs. Zhang shouted at her to go back to eat.

Qiaohong answered from afar, and trotted back.

When Qiaohong arrived, Blacksmith Luo and Xu Yuanming were already drinking with wild vegetables and peanuts on the table.

At the end of spring, the weather was a bit dry. Blacksmith Luo rolled up his sleeves to the crook of his arms, and rolled up his trousers to his knees.

Qiaohong brought white flour steamed buns to the table, and accidentally touched a chopstick to the ground.

When she leaned over to pick it up, she saw the socks on Blacksmith Luo's feet.

Suddenly, the eyeballs widened, and the chopsticks fell to the ground again.

Mrs. Zhang came after Qiaohong, also holding a bowl of porridge in her hand.

Qiaohong's appearance made Zhang secretly surprised.

She put the bowl of porridge on the table, bent down to pick up the chopsticks, patted Qiaohong at the same time, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? Why are you sticking here?"

With this shot, Qiaohong regained consciousness in an instant.

Her face was extremely ugly, and the blood seemed to be sucked away in an instant.

"I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back to my room and lie down for a while."

After saying this, Qiaohong turned around and ran back to her own room, and closed the door with a bang.

At the table, Blacksmith Luo and Xu Yuanming looked at each other just as the wine cup was brought to their mouths.

Mrs. Zhang straightened up, frowned and said, "What's the matter with this girl, she's been out of her mind since morning..."

Xu Yuanming quickly interrupted Zhang's words: "Don't talk about those useless things. She said she was not feeling well and let her lie down by herself. It's not a big deal."

Blacksmith Luo also reacted, and said with a smile: "Your brother and sister should hurry up and have a look."

Mrs. Zhang nodded apologetically, "Then I'll be negligent, and you guys continue to drink."

Blacksmith Luo waved his hand: "It's nothing, I'm not an outsider."

In the room, when Mrs. Zhang came in, she found that the pillows on the bed had been thrown to the ground, while her daughter Qiaohong was lying on the bed sideways, her face buried in the quilt, her shoulders shrugged as if she was crying.

This frightened Mrs. Zhang, and hurried to the bedside, asking eagerly, "What's the matter with my daughter?", while stroking Qiaohong's back with her hands.

Unexpectedly, just as her finger touched Qiaohong's back, she threw it away.

"Don't come next to me, it's annoying!"

She continued to bury her face in the quilt and said in a low voice.

Mrs. Zhang stood by the bed, leaned slightly, looked at Qiaohong, and asked anxiously: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you go well before..."

"Tell me about it with your mother. If you have any grievances, my mother will help you find a way..."

"Shut up! Leave it alone! Get out!"

Qiaohong's sharp cry frightened Zhang Shi again, and she quickly got up from the bed and backed away.

Looking at the girl on the bed in horror, I really can't figure out what's going on!Why is it like going crazy?

As for Qiaohong, lying on the quilt with tears streaming down her face, she felt both wronged and disappointed.

One more thing was broken a little bit.

Those were the socks she had sewed for him stitch by stitch after staying up for several nights, and her favorite camellia was embroidered on them.

If he saw it, he should understand her intentions.

But he changed her mind and gave it to a bad old man to wear it. Is it interesting to trample on her heart like this?

He even came to the tea garden on purpose and let her see it on purpose, even if he refused, wouldn't it be bright and magnanimous?

It turned out that he was such a ruthless man, she was blinded.

The noise inside the room also disturbed the outside. Seeing Xu Yuanming's absent-minded look, Luo Tiejiang said, "If you are worried, go and have a look!"

Xu Yuanming withdrew his gaze, and waved his hands awkwardly, "Don't look, don't look, that girl is spoiled, she can mess around with the kids, she'll be fine in a while, come on, Big Brother Luo, let's go again."

When the sun was setting, Blacksmith Luo left the tea garden.

Qiaohong ran into the house awkwardly from that moment on, and almost didn't come out all day, even lunch was delivered to the house by Mrs. Zhang.

"I don't know who I'm angry with. I pouted and stretched my face. I didn't eat any food, and I didn't talk to her. You are used to this bad temper."

When Xu Yuanming came back from work, Mrs. Zhang called spring water to wash his face and feet. When Xu Yuanming asked about Qiaohong, Mrs. Zhang muttered with drooping face.

Xu Yuanming washed his face and feet in silence, frowning.

After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, Xu Yuanming said to Mrs. Zhang: "I reckon I can guess something."

"What do you mean?" Zhang asked in surprise.

Xu Yuanming frowned even tighter, and said in a low voice to Mrs. Zhang: "My daughter is grown up and has her own thoughts. There are some things we can help with, but there are some things we can't help with."

"Master, what do you mean by that...?"

Zhang's head was full of confusion, and felt that of the father and son, one went crazy for no reason, and the other spoke mysteriously, and she felt so tired being caught in the middle.

Xu Yuanming sighed, and looked at the room on the other side of the teahouse, his face full of anxiety.

"Hey, I don't know if my guess is right or not. This girl, I'm afraid she's moved her heart, so she's so worried about gains and losses."

"Moved?"

Mrs. Zhang opened her eyes wide in surprise, and couldn't help being a little amused for the next moment.

"Who is it? Who is she attracted to? Tell me quickly so I can add up."

When Xu Yuanming saw Zhang's eagerness to fight, peach blossoms bloomed in his eyes instantly, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

No wonder the mother-in-law likes her son-in-law more and more. She hasn't seen this yet, and she's excited just listening to it.

"Don't be too happy, and don't inquire, that girl's heart is too high, she can't climb it."

Mrs. Zhang was not happy when she heard this, and put her hands on her hips: "Who is so tall that my daughter can't climb? My daughter is so handsome..."

"General Luo!"

"Which General Luo?"

"Which one else? The husband of our boss, Yang Ruoqing, General Luo Fengtang Luo!"

"What?"

"Ah, my dear mother, that dead girl Qiaohong is really wishful thinking, she really moved her heart, this is death, if Mrs. Luo finds out, it will be terrible..."

(End of this chapter)