The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The Jia family in the middle school.

Sitting on a simple wooden bed made up of two stools and door panels, Qin Jingru put her arms under her ears and looked at the moon hanging high in the night sky through the gaps in the curtains.

Tonight, she seemed to have trouble sleeping.

Pulling up the thin blanket, Qin Jingru's toes couldn't help but curl up together. They opened and closed for a while. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore and retracted her toes into the blanket with Double Happiness printed on it. It looked like it was Qin Huairu's dowry when she married into the courtyard.

Thinking of having the courage to actually enter Li Feng's house at night, she was so shy that she couldn't sleep. All kinds of weird thoughts came to her mind involuntarily and out of nowhere.

"Qin Jingru, why are you so useless? Why are you running in a panic? Have you forgotten what your parents told you?"

Yes, that's right, at night, after pushing the door open and going in, she didn't hold on. Within a few breaths, she couldn't bear the slightly charming atmosphere when single men and women got along, so she ran away.

At this time, she closed her eyes and encouraged herself again. She clenched her fists tightly, then frowned, and the little girl opened her eyes.

As her right hand slowly opened, a scar that had just healed appeared in the palm of her hand. Under the moonlight, it looked so clear that she couldn't help but touch the edge of the wound with her left hand, and then a heart-wrenching pain made her feel Frowning cutely.

These are the scratches caused when doing farm work, including the roots of the fingers, and there are also transparent calluses accumulated from long-term work, including the calluses on the fingertips, peeling peanuts, and breaking off corn sticks.

The backs of her hands and arms were covered with tiny scars, whether from the sharp leaves of corn or from harvesting wheat. There were so many that she couldn't even count them.

"His hands are so beautiful. Is that the hand holding the pen?"

After comparing it in my mind, I saw the way Li Feng sat at the table, holding a pen. What impressed me most was that under the light, those hands were prettier than hers. No matter how you looked at them, you felt a little ashamed of yourself.

For farmers who eat while pointing to the sky, these scars may be equivalent to military medals, but for a 16-year-old young girl, her clothes and shoes are embarrassing, not to mention her second face. She can't compare to a gay man, so how can she not be discouraged.

In Qinjia Village, she was already a well-known beauty. This face made many single young people sit on the field ridge, waiting for her to pass by with a basket in her arms, just to take a look.

Last year, a matchmaker came to her door, hoping to help her. This was the source of her confidence in coming to the city from the countryside. Her appearance gave her unparalleled confidence. She believed that if others met, they would definitely choose her.

However, after seeing Li Feng, all her confidence disappeared without a trace. For the first time in her life, she experienced the feeling of inferiority.

Her appearance, family, identity, and work all suffered a critical blow from all aspects, and her pride in coming from Qinjia Village was directly shattered into broken glass!

This was the result of her hesitation in the middle courtyard for a long time. She might not know a word, and hesitation would lead to defeat. The more she thought about it, the more restrained she became. In the end, even when Li Feng looked directly at her, she felt very nervous. Dazzling.

Following the string of candied haws, the man in his dream met again, but their identities were completely different.

"In his eyes, I might be a country girl from the countryside~!"

Looking at the holy moonlight outside the window, Qin Jingru whispered softly in a voice that could only be heard by herself.

"Silly girl, what are you thinking?"

The intimate elder sister Qin Huairu came online in time. Wearing a factory uniform, she slowly walked from the room to the small bed and looked at her sister who wanted to climb a high tree.

"Sister, I feel like I'm not worthy of him~!"

Gu twisted her body in the blanket, and Qin Jingru whispered sadly, her mouth flattened, and her voice seemed to have a hint of crying.

Pulling down the blanket covering her sister's face, Qin Huairu touched Qin Jingru's head and sighed softly.

"You are worthy of the cook, but are you willing?"

As he spoke, Qin Huairu's eyes involuntarily looked in the direction of the main house in the middle courtyard, with an aunt-like smile on her face. Coupled with the moonlight shining on her face, for a moment, she really felt like she was bathing in the moonlight. The Illusion of the Goddess of Light.

"Qin Huairu~!"

Jia Zhang's gloomy voice rang out in the house. When the timid Qin Jingru heard it, she was startled and shrank her body into the blanket again, almost huddled up in a ball.

Qin Huairu knew that her mother-in-law was warning her not to meddle in other people's business and lead her sister to Silly Zhu. "I don't want to. He's too ugly, so old, old and ugly. His cook uses a spoon, not a pen~!"

I wonder if He Yuzhu would fall into crazy self-doubt like Qin Jingru Benru just now if he heard these words. Probably not, he would probably retaliate until Qin Jingru can't breathe.

"Then you went just now, why didn't you stay?"

After saying this, there was no movement in Jia's house. Jia Zhang understood her daughter-in-law's purpose and stopped talking.

Qin Huairu's question silenced Jia Zhang, but her sister couldn't help but tremble. The whole blanket looked like there was a ghost outside, and the teeth of the person under the blanket were about to chatter.

"I'm afraid~!"

"Silly girl, there is nothing to be afraid of. Our women's lives are like this. Sooner or later, we will hand over our bodies. If you be with the right person, you will know what happiness is..."

"What if it's crossed?"

Qin Jingru's little head suddenly popped out from under the blanket. She tilted her head and looked at her sister, and she actually started to learn to answer questions.

How Qin Huairu should answer this question? She is a ready-made typical example. Having experienced it personally, she sighed deeply.

"Wrong, there is no turning back, silly girl~!"

After pinching Jingru's fleshy cheek and twisting it hard, Qin Huairu said as if it was a joke, with a hint of compromise with fate.

"Then, is he the right person, or..."

Qin Jingru climbed up her upper body from the wooden board. Her ten jade-like toes curled up tightly. She must have attached great importance to this answer in her heart.

"He, in this yard, your sister is the only one who can't see through him~!"

Thinking of the way Li Feng avoided him every time, Qin Huairu couldn't help but laugh. In his eyes, she seemed to be a bad luck that he couldn't avoid.

"All men in the world are dark, and there is no man who is not shy. You are so handsome, so it is impossible for him to look down on you, but your sister really can't see through him. You can only control this by yourself!"

"You mean, he's not cool?"

Sitting cross-legged on the wooden board, Qin Jingru held her chin with her hands, and the flesh of her cheeks spilled out between her fingers. In the countryside, she often heard aunties talking about this. Although it was embarrassing, Qin Jingru did not shy away from this topic among her sisters.

"Unless he is dead, otherwise, it's impossible~!"

Qin Huairu said categorically that there is no cat in this world who does not steal sex. She firmly believes that he can be fair, he can be just, and he can have a good reputation among the crowd, but as long as he is him and a man, that person Character is character, instinct is instinct after all, there is no conflict between the two.

Li Feng is a male, so his hobby is women, and by extension, he is beautiful girls.

Her younger sister is really pretty, and she has a lot in common with Xiao Huang. The most important thing is that they are both very cute. This alone makes her feel confident.

"Go to sleep, recuperate your energy, and continue looking for him tomorrow~!"

……

"Ah, sneeze~!"

A heavy sneeze sounded in the front yard. Yan Bugui across the street smacked his lips in his sleep, turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

On the side of the reverse seat room, a black figure stood in the darkness. Hearing the direction of the sneezing, he slowly turned around.

In the shadow, the black figure pulled out the chopsticks that were stuck in the back of his head to tie his hair, and his silky hair, like a waterfall, instantly fell all over his shoulders... (End of this chapter)