Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Chapter 33 Chatting as a Guest
The next morning, before dawn, Cheng Yao woke up from her sleep.

While standing in front of the window in a daze, I happened to see the salesman passing by on the field path.

A dazzling array of small things swing on the tall bamboo hangings as they move forward, making people feel lively and full of hope for life.

He suddenly remembered that a few days ago, he had promised Aunt Xiuxiu to go and talk to her. These days, he had been running wild in the fields and had forgotten about it.

The scene from last night came to mind again unconsciously. Cheng Yao was a little embarrassed to face Cheng Duanli, so she simply went out after washing up and walked towards the salesman's house.

The sound of the courtyard door being locked clearly reached Cheng Duanli's ears. His eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling that the other person is avoiding him, he doesn't know what to do.

It's better to calm down with each other for a while first, so as not to end up being a normal friend.

"Aunt Xiuxiu!"

"Are you at home? I'm Ayao!"

Cheng Yao stood at the threshold, leaning her head to look inside.

He Ziming, who was catching butterflies in the yard, heard the movement at the door, looked behind him curiously, and shouted happily.

"It's Sister Ayao here!"

"Sister Ayao, I haven't seen you for a few days!"

"My mother-in-law looks at me very closely these days and doesn't even let me go out to play. It's boring."

"Sister Ayao, you came just in time. Come and play with me."

Cheng Yao was pulled into the room by He Ziming jumping up and down. She was particularly patient when facing the cute and sensible child.

Smiling, he touched He Ziming's little head and comforted him.

"Okay, okay, I'll play games with you."

Xiu Xiu, who was busy in the kitchen, only now noticed the movement coming from outside. She washed her hands, dried them and walked outside.

"Ziming, who has taken over our family?"

"I won't ask my mother-in-law to come out to entertain her right away. It's not a good idea to neglect..."

After opening the curtain and exiting the kitchen door, I realized that the person coming was none other than Cheng Yao, whom I hadn't seen for several days, and I couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Oh, it turns out A Yao is here."

"It reminds me of your aunt and me. You don't even know that I have been thinking of you these days."

"It's so early, I guess you haven't had breakfast yet?"

"Sit down quickly. I just steamed the meat buns this morning. They are thin in skin and big in fillings. They are delicious. Come and try one."

It's hard to refuse such hospitality. Faced with the enthusiastic Aunt Xiuxiu, Cheng Yao couldn't refuse her at all.

He had no choice but to hold He Ziming's hand and sit down at the dining table obediently.

Xiuxiu quickened her pace to get the buns from the steamer. The mist spread with her movements, making the figures blurry.

But Cheng Yao could see clearly that there was a faint smile on the other person's face, which made people feel warm.

"Come on, come on, it's a little hot, be careful not to burn your lips."

"There's still some soy milk left, so let's make do with it."

The steaming buns were placed in front of Cheng Yao, and the fragrance filled the tip of her nose. Cheng Yao took a deep breath intoxicated.

"Aunt Xiuxiu, your buns are so delicious!"

"I haven't even eaten yet, but I can already feel the meaty soup flowing in my mouth."

Then Cheng Yao picked it up with chopsticks and took a bite at the corner.

Sure enough, the skin of the fresh meat buns was torn, and the juice inside was squeezing out.

This is the essence and cannot be wasted. Cheng Yao has quick eyes and quick hands and opens her mouth to catch it.

I ate so neatly that I finished the meal in several bites without staining a single sleeve.

"Otherwise, Ayao knows how to eat and knows that this soup is the essence."

"My husband is an old man who only knows how to swallow food in one gulp. He swallows it in one gulp and then eats it."

"No matter what I ask him about whether it tastes good or not, he will only say it's delicious. But when I ask him what it tastes like, he's like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. He can't even say shit."

Hearing Xiuxiu's compliment, Cheng Yao smiled sheepishly.

As soon as his eyes turned around, he saw the dress on Xiuxiu, and his eyes lit up.Although it is a simple piece of clothing, the color scheme is very harmonious.

The transition between shades is comfortable, and the looming orchid embroidery on the skirt adds a touch of sophistication.

Cheng Yao has never been stingy in praising others. She should think twice before slandering others, but should go with the flow when praising others.

"Aunt Xiuxiu, the clothes you are wearing today are so beautiful."

"The blue makes your skin a little whiter, and the orchid embroidery makes it unconventional."

"My hands are too clumsy to embroider such a delicate pattern. Your hands are so skillful!"

Who doesn't like compliments? Plus Cheng Yao's sincere tone and sincere eyes make it clear that she speaks from the bottom of her heart.

After hearing this, Xiuxiu felt a little more relaxed, and even felt more energetic when working.

"It's better to be a female doll, very considerate."

"Although Ziming is usually well-behaved and sensible, he is a boy and he can't say anything personal to me. Every time I make new clothes, there is no one to share the designs with, which is a bit boring."

"I was married from another village, and I don't have many friends in this village. In addition, those women like to gossip so much that I don't want to go out every day."

Talking about this matter, Xiuxiu's eyebrows looked somewhat lonely.

She was very lively when she was a girl, but she didn't expect that after getting married, her temperament would be forced to calm down.

He Ziming noticed his mother's unhappiness, so he sensibly got into her arms, trying to amuse her.

Xiu Xiu scratched He Ziming's little nose lovingly, and felt happier when she looked at her well-behaved child.

Cheng Yao drank the whole bowl of soy milk with a snoring sound, then held up the bright bowl and comforted her.

"Aunt Xiuxiu, I understand this very well."

"Making friends is all about finding people with similar interests. It's better not to make friends with people you don't like, lest you end up being unhappy."

"The people in this village have dirty mouths for more than a day or two. If nothing happens, it's better not to have anything to do with them."

"Besides, don't you still have me now? I will come to accompany you often in the future."

Xiuxiu suddenly remembered that she still had a basin of clothes that hadn't been washed yet, so she put He Ziming on the ground and told him to play by himself first, then turned to Cheng Yao and said.

"Ayao, my aunt is going to wash clothes by the river. Please stay at home and play with Ziming for a while."

"I usually take Zi Ming with me when I do laundry. Now that there are people at home, he shouldn't follow him to avoid causing trouble outside."

Cheng Yao picked up He Ziming, hugged him in his arms, and said with a smile.

"Aunt Xiuxiu, don't worry, I will take good care of Ziming."

"Is there any work at home? I'll help with it."

Xiuxiu did not show politeness to Cheng Yao and gestured to the vegetable leaves on the side.

"Then help me choose the vegetables. I'll come back to cook them at noon."

"Ayao, you can stay at Auntie's place for lunch at noon."

Cheng Yao quickly started working and responded cheerfully.

"okay!"

Seeing that everything was in order, Xiu Xiu carried the washing basin and went to the river bank.

He Ziming had many small toys. Cheng Yao played with him for a long time after choosing the dishes. Time gradually passed and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

"Grumble-"

He Ziming touched his belly, which started to growl, and asked doubtfully.

"Sister Ayao, it's already this time, why hasn't my mother-in-law come back yet?"

Hearing He Ziming's question, Cheng Yao also felt strange. Logically speaking, he should have been back long ago.

There can't be any accidents, right? !
Some not-so-good pictures suddenly flashed through his mind, and Cheng Yao's expression changed a bit.

After thinking about it, she still felt a little uneasy, so Cheng Yao took He Ziming's little hand and looked for it towards the river bank.

But before they even got close, they heard a fierce quarrel coming from the river bank.

Cheng Yao was startled and quickly picked up He Ziming and trotted over.

(End of this chapter)