Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9133 Unsatisfactory!

Zheng Xiaoqin almost fell to the ground because of unsteady standing, but fortunately Jiang Xianjun reached out his hand in time to support her.

Zheng Xiaoqin also took advantage of the situation and fell into Jiang Xianjun's arms.

So, he became shy again, quickly pushed Jiang Xianjun's arm away, and stood up straight again with a blushing face.

"Be careful, Sister Qing'er is still here!" Zheng Xiaoqin said.

Jiang Xianjun turned around to face Yang Ruoqing, his expression... like a little brother who has done something wrong.

There was a smile on his face, but he didn't dare to smile, and he didn't dare to stand upright when he stood there.

Uneasy, nervous, ashamed, guilty, guilty... Anyway, all kinds of complicated and entangled emotions can be found on Jiang Xianjun's face and eyes.

At a time like this, Yang Ruoqing really hated her eyes. Their eyesight is so good that she can see everything clearly.

"Jiang Xianjun, why did you come back suddenly?" Yang Ruoqing opened the door and asked knowledgeably.

She's not Zheng Xiaoqin, and she won't write off what Jiang Xianjun did before because of the hugs and circles that Jiang Xianjun rushed over.

Before, the harm he brought to Zheng Xiaoqin and Lanlan was real.

Yang Ruoqing's straight-forward question also awakened Zheng Xiaoqin, who was still immersed in that dreamlike feeling of happiness just now.

"You came back to get the clothes, shoes and socks, right?" Zheng Xiaoqin changed his face, and asked coldly, and stepped back a few steps, looking at Jiang Xianjun warily.

"You just take all the clothes you want. Lan Lan is my daughter, and I will never give her to you even if I die!" She said again.

Jiang Xianjun looked at Zheng Xiaoqin's vigilance, as if facing an enemy, and felt very uncomfortable.

He is her husband, Lan Lan's own father!
"Xiaoqin, don't worry, I didn't come back to get things, let alone grab Lanlan." Jiang Xianjun raised his hands in the void and made a gesture similar to comforting.

"I came back to live with you, this is my home, I definitely want to come back!" He was afraid that Zheng Xiaoqin might misunderstand, so he added a more detailed explanation.

However, Zheng Xiaoqin couldn't believe it.

"What about your mother? Your mother promised to let you come back?" she asked.

Jiang Xianjun nodded, "Well, I have already convinced my mother that from now on, she will never interfere with us again!"

Zheng Xiaoqin still couldn't believe it.

"Then how did you convince her? Where is she now?" Zheng Xiaoqin asked again.

When asked about this, Jiang Xianjun paused, but still said: "How did you convince her, it doesn't matter, anyway, I'm back, let's go on with our little days."

Zheng Xiaoqin's tears welled up in her eyes, and she let Jiang Xianjun hold her hand tightly, sobbing with joy.

At this time, Old Jiangtou also heard the sound and found a corner of the yard. Seeing that Jiang Xianjun was really standing here, Old Jiangtou immediately swung the cattail fan in his hand and rushed towards him.

"You bastard, you little bastard, you know how to come back? Come here and let me beat you to death!"

Trembling, the old man rushed to Jiang Xianjun, swung the cattail fan in his hand, and hit Jiang Xianjun hard on the head, back, and shoulders.

Jiang Xianjun didn't back down either, he just stood there and let Old Jiang beat him head-on.

On the contrary, Zheng Xiaoqin felt distressed when he saw it, and quickly persuaded: "Master, don't, don't be like this..."

Old Jiangtou didn't listen to Zheng Xiaoqin's persuasion at all, and even reprimanded Zheng Xiaoqin: "You are too soft-hearted, and you will suffer easily. You step aside and let me take care of this little bastard!"

"Master, don't do this, it will be broken later..." Zheng Xiaoqin persuaded again.

Yang Ruoqing also came to Zheng Xiaoqin's side at this time, "Don't worry, Xiaoqin, this fan will not break no matter how hard you beat it."

What's more, Jiang Xianjun is the grandson of Lao Jiangtou's direct relative, how could Lao Jiangtou really beat his eldest grandson to good or bad?

It was nothing more than a few slaps to scare Jiang Xianjun, and a few more slaps to appease his daughter-in-law!
Zheng Xiaoqin was dragged by Yang Ruoqing, so she didn't try to stop Lao Jiangtou.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Master Jiang, it's enough to finish the beating. If you ran out, the two children will be bitten by mosquitoes later. You should go back to the house quickly!"

When mentioning the two children, Zheng Xiaoqin also came back to her senses, "Yes, Grandpa, you should hurry back to the house and watch the children, I will get rid of the chickens and ducks right away."

Jiang Xianjun also understood what Yang Ruoqing and Zheng Xiaoqin were going to do, so he hurriedly said to Yang Ruoqing: "Sister Qing'er, you and Xiaoqin should go back to the house, I'll chase the chicken."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Pulling Zheng Xiaoqin back.

Zheng Xiaoqin turned to look at Jiang Xianjun while walking.

Jiang Xianjun stood on the spot and waved to her, saying, "You go back to the house first, I'll come over when I finish the chicken."

Zheng Xiaoqin was about to nod when Yang Ruoqing turned her head around.

"You, you, don't live up to it. He just came back, and the snow all over the sky has melted? The anger in his stomach has also been extinguished?"

Zheng Xiaoqin said embarrassingly: "Sister Qing'er, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Before he came back, I had a lot of plans in my mind."

"I even thought, even if she comes back, I will drive him out, and I don't want him to enter this house,"

"I'm really disappointed. Seeing him really come back and standing in front of me, all those thoughts are gone, only joy and excitement are left, and I'm even afraid that this is a dream, that he will run away again... "

Zheng Xiaoqin is also very down-to-earth, she can say whatever is on her mind, without hiding anything.

This made Yang Ruoqing want to find fault with her, but she didn't know where to start.

In the end, I could only shake my head, "Xiaoqin, what do you want me to say about you? I feel that all the previous persuasion was in vain, a waste of saliva!"

Zheng Xiaoqin also pursed her lips and smiled in embarrassment. Although the smile was full of apologies to Yang Ruoqing, her eyes were shining brightly.

Obviously, this silly girl who has been dazzled by love is full of happiness and sweetness at this moment.

"I see that your family is complete. Lanlan has a father and a mother, and you have a husband by your side. I am really happy for you." Yang Ruoqing squeezed Zheng Xiaoqin's hand and said.

"But I still say the same thing, you can't lose your judgment on everything, you can't just do whatever Jiang Xianjun says,"

"You are a person, not Jiang Xianjun's answering tube, you can't do whatever he says, if you want him to love you, you have to learn to love yourself first, you, can you understand what I mean?"

Zheng Xiaoqin stared fixedly at Yang Ruoqing, her eyes turned red again.

"Sister Qing'er, although I am stupid, I understand what you said. You are sincerely doing my best."

"I will remember your words, thank you!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, raised her hand and stroked Zheng Xiaoqin's somewhat messy and dull hair.

To be honest, I am 32, and Zheng Xiaoqin is only eighteen or nineteen.

It is also two or three years older than Luo Baobao.

(End of this chapter)