Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9122 Found it

This 'Villa Group' is also graded.

As mentioned earlier, different specifications have different prices.

As for the small yard rented by Jiang Xianjun's mother and son, how should I put it, the specifications should be at the bottom of it.

Even Yang Ruoqing felt that this was a small yard covered with leftover materials.

Of course, compared to those in the village, the houses made of leftover materials here are very high-end.

There are flowers and plants in front of the door, and the yard is paved with winding cobblestone paths, and the cobblestones are still vegetable-colored.

White walls and blue tiles, bright and clean windows, backed by green hills, and fronted by green water, this environment, compared with the unplanned farmyards in the village, is far behind.

What's more, although it is said to be a small farmyard style, it is impossible to allow chickens and ducks to be raised in the yard.

So at a glance, it is very clean.

To Yang Ruoqing, it was nothing, because this place was not as good as the backyard of the Luo family.

But for Zheng Xiaoqin, it's more like that.

Although she goes to the backyard of the Luo family every day, it's different. This place is where Jiang Xianjun's mother and son live, so Zheng Xiaoqin feels uncomfortable all over!

"Sister Qing'er, let me knock on the door!"

Zheng Xiaoqin took a deep breath, ready to go forward and knock on the courtyard door.

But she was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Since it is confirmed that the two of them live inside, there is no need to knock on the door."

"How do you get in without knocking?" Zheng Xiaoqin looked bewildered.

Yang Ruoqing sneered, motioned Zheng Xiaoqin to step aside, then stepped forward and kicked the courtyard door.

In an instant, the courtyard door slammed on the ground, punching holes in the cobblestone path behind the door and splashing a cloud of dust.

Zheng Xiaoqin was dumbfounded, "Sister Qing'er, this..."

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her foot and said to Zheng Xiaoqin, "Knock on the door with a trace of respect."

"Obviously, the mother and child inside don't deserve respect."

"Kicking, or kicking, is the most appropriate!"

Although Zheng Xiaoqin also understands that the two inside don't deserve to be respected, "Sister Qing'er, do you want to pay for the broken door?"

When she asked the words, she realized that she should be worrying too much.

Recalling how cautious those people were towards Sister Qing'er before, they must know Sister Qing'er's identity and power, so they didn't dare to offend her.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiaoqin has enough confidence.

And at this time, because of the movement brought by the kicking of the door, the door of the main room in the courtyard, which looked very imposing, opened with a bang. A man was well dressed, with neatly combed hair and a silver hairpin in his bun. The woman who still applied a little powder came out of the main room.

She folded her hands in front of her body, she looked really generous and decent, at first glance she really thought it was someone's rich wife, or a pampered lady.

Of course, the premise is that she doesn't curse.

In fact, she swears endlessly, which immediately gives away her rude, vulgar demeanor.

This person, if not Mother Jiang Xianjun, who else could it be?

"Who is it? The blue sky doesn't have long hands. Is it a disease to kick someone's door? You can afford it if you kick it..."

Mother Jiang's voice stopped abruptly because she saw Yang Ruoqing standing at the gate of the yard.

Mother Jiang froze for a moment, as if seeing a ghost, her whole face froze instantly.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

A young man with a tall and straight figure and a handsome face, but with an apron around his waist and a spatula in his hand, came from the room behind Mother Jiang and asked questions as he walked.

Jiang's mother was shocked by Jiang Xianjun's question and suddenly came back to her senses, "No, it's nothing, hurry up, go back to the house!"

Jiang's mother turned around in panic, and pushed Jiang Xianjun inside in panic.

Before Jiang Xianjun had time to see what happened outside the house, he was pushed by his mother to forcefully walk into the main room, but he didn't resist, and just let his mother push him like a marionette.

"Jiang Xianjun, stop and see who is coming!"

Following Yang Ruoqing's shout, Jiang Xianjun's figure suddenly stopped, he turned around, and saw a familiar figure walking out from behind Yang Ruoqing, Jiang Xianjun's eyes widened in shock.

At this time, Mother Jiang also saw Zheng Xiaoqin who came with Yang Ruoqing, and Mother Jiang was also stunned.

But then she realized that her first move was to push Jiang Xianjun into the main room.

"Go, go, don't look, there's nothing to see!"

However, Jiang Xianjun has already seen Zheng Xiaoqin.

He could no longer move his eyes away, so even though his mother pushed his feet and staggered a few steps in, he quickly turned around and ran out of the main room door and into the yard.

"Xiao...Xiaoqin?" He looked at Zheng Xiaoqin in front of him, almost unfamiliar.

It's only been three or five days since I've seen her, Xiaoqin is emaciated, her face has lost several circles of weight, her eyes are red and swollen, and her lower eyelids are black and blue.

"Xiaoqin, why are you here? You ran out, what's wrong with our daughter?"

Jiang Xianjun immediately realized this, and the tone of questioning was obviously anxious.

Yang Ruoqing stood aside and gave up the battlefield to Zheng Xiaoqin.

This is her family, her man, and it's her time to fight.

Zheng Xiaoqin stood where she was, her frail body swaying a little as if shocked by the exquisite little courtyard in front of her.

Hearing Jiang Xianjun's question, her body shook even more violently.

"Our daughter?" She smiled, but tears rolled down her cheeks again.

"Jiang Xianjun, thank you for remembering that you have a daughter?"

Jiang Xianjun frowned and opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and he lost his voice.

Anyway, he just stood there, facing Zheng Xiaoqin with an extremely painful and tangled expression.

At this moment Jiang's mother rushed to Jiang Xianjun angrily, she first pulled Jiang Xianjun hard, and pulled him behind her.

Then, she pointed at Zheng Xiaoqin's nose and scolded: "You are a restless thing, you are not at home to take care of your baby, you run out to make troubles, and you dare to question my Xianjun, who do you think you are?"

Zheng Xiaoqin glanced at her mother-in-law Jiang Mu's hideous look, and didn't argue with her mother-in-law.

Instead, he looked back at Jiang Xianjun again, and said pitifully, "Xianjun, you really don't want me, don't you want a girl?"

"I..." Jiang Xianjun frowned even tighter, forming a knot.

"Xianjun, my daughter hasn't seen you these few days, so she's making a lot of noise." Zheng Xiaoqin continued crying.

"When I used to feed her, you would tease her with a small toy, and you ate it without knowing it."

"Now I can't do it alone, my daughter eats very little, and my children are all thin."

"And when I was cooking, you would hug her and wander around the yard, bathe her, and make her feel comfortable."

"You're not at home these days, I can only sit her in the wooden bucket next to me when I'm cooking, and there are a lot of mosquitoes in the evening, so I just go to bite her.

(End of this chapter)