Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 390 She Wants to Be Like a Boy and Call Him Brother
The men in the Mu family all have good appearances.

For example, Mu Chen and Mu Sheng, who were praised by the villagers for being handsome since they were young, and their fair-looking twins who followed Mu's second child.

Of course, the most outstanding one is Mu Qi, who the girls in the village blush when they see him.

Mu Caocao has also stayed at Mu's house for two or three years. Logically speaking, since she lives with a family of handsome men all the year round, she should not easily stare blankly at anyone.

But for some reason, looking at Song Jing's smiling Jun Yi profile made her feel palpitations from the bottom of her heart.

"Xiaocao, what are you doing standing there?"

Liu Yan put the washed sweet potatoes into two small bamboo baskets and said:
"I heard my mother call you just now, asking you to take the sweet potatoes to the kitchen. Here, your third sister-in-law and I just washed these sweet potatoes, and they are all in the basket."

Her voice was quite loud, and Song Jing and Mu Nannan in the main room looked up.

Mu Caocao lowered her head in a little panic, not daring to confront Song Jing first.

She didn't know what happened to her just now, but the feeling of guilt made her want to escape from this place as soon as possible.

Bending down, picking up a basket in one hand, turning around and running to the kitchen.

"Sister, wait a minute."

Mu Nannan stopped her and directed Song Jing:

"Brother Song, those two baskets of sweet potatoes look heavy. My sister-in-law must be tired from carrying them. Go and help her share the load."

She opened her mouth, Song Jing pinched her face and rubbed it, then walked to the door and took the two baskets in Mu Caocao's hand.

Even though Mu Caocao was only twelve or thirteen years old, when he picked up the basket, he still paid attention to the distinction between men and women, and deliberately kept away from her hand.

His movements were very subtle and natural, and none of the people present except Mu Caocao noticed.

"Huh!"

The basket full of sweet potatoes fell into his hand, and Song Jing let out a small exclamation:
"It's really heavy."

"It seems that the portion of sweet potatoes is quite substantial."

"No wonder Nanbao asked me to help you."

The last sentence was said to Mu Caocao. She curled up her callused, dark skinned hands, and looked at Song Jing's fair and slender hands, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of inferiority in her heart. .

She nodded indiscriminately, and led him to the kitchen first, whispering:
"Song, Comrade Song, you have never been to the kitchen, so you probably don't know which room my kitchen is in."

"I, I will lead you the way."

I was so nervous that I stuttered.

Song Jing turned his head and glanced at her, followed her and said:

"You are Nanbao's sister-in-law, and I am Nanbao's elder brother. According to seniority, you are taller than me."

Therefore, there is no need for you, an elder, to be so nervous in front of me, a junior.

Mu Caocao heard his subtext, and lowered her head with blushing cheeks.

A few seconds later, a voice as thin as a mosquito squeezed out of her mouth:
"But you are 15 years old, and I am 13 years old, and I am younger than you."

It's weird for her to be an elder at a young age.

Furthermore, she was actually somewhat resistant to being his elder.

She wanted to be like Nanbao and call him brother.

After this idea came up, she was stunned for a moment, and then her cheeks were on fire.

"In Kyoto, the younger ones are often the elders."

Song Jing didn't notice anything strange about her, and said:
"Take my childhood friends in Kyoto as an example. One or two of them have become uncles and uncles."

"You know, they are just as old as me."

Mu Caocao lowered her head and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)