Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 46: Offending the Boss

The tractor rumbled all the way to the commune and stopped in front of the supply and marketing cooperative.

No one dared to talk to Jiang Xingye, and he had no intention of talking to anyone. After everyone got off the car, he drove away.

Xu Qinghuan watched the tractor leave with his eyes wide open, unable to look away for a long time.

Yu Xiaomin was extremely worried. "Qinghuan, you should stay away from this person from now on. He looks like a vicious person."

Xu Qinghuan hummed, and went to the bus station with Yu Xiaomin. "I just wanted to ask when he'll be back this afternoon. If he's still in time, we can still ride his tractor."

"If I really can't ride it, then forget it!" Yu Xiaomin felt like she had escaped death. Even if she had to walk back, she didn't want to ride this tractor again.

There is only one bus to the county every day, which leaves at nine in the morning and returns from the county at three in the afternoon.

There is only one shuttle bus for the entire commune, not to mention the number of people on the bus. It is not yet the harvest season, and working in the fields is not compulsory, but the number of people going to the county is more than twice as usual.

As soon as the car came over, people rushed forward like a tide. Xu Qinghuan was bumped into and staggered two steps, almost falling on the person in front of her. Someone bent her shoulder and she stabilized her body.

I don’t know which Bodhisattva saved her, but she didn’t even have time to look back before she was swept into the car.

Yu Xiaomin was squeezed to the ground just like her. She struggled to pull Yu Xiaomin to the front and said, "You stand forward." She stood behind Yu Xiaomin. Suddenly, her back was about to come into close contact with a wall of flesh, and a disgusting breath sprayed on the side of her face.

Xu Qinghuan turned her head and saw two enlarged, huge nose holes filled with dirt in front of her. The man laughed, with a mouthful of yellow teeth and a foul breath. Xu Qinghuan almost vomited.

She dodged quickly, but there was no space around her.

At this moment, the man was suddenly dragged out, and his broad back appeared in front of her. A strange smell mixed with the scent of green pine lingered in her nose. She took a deep breath, like a dying fish finally returning to the embrace of the sea.

"What are you doing? This is my spot!"

"Want to die?" The familiar cold voice was like pressing a pause button in the carriage. All the sounds, including the chickens and ducks in the baskets trying to escape, felt the solemn atmosphere and shut up.

Xu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but move a little behind Jiang Xingye. He would rather be scolded by the boss than be too close to a stranger.

She didn't know that when she did this little action, Jiang Xingye turned his head and glanced at the top of her head, then quietly took a small step forward to distance himself from her.

Why so close?

Doesn't she know that she smells good?
Does she know that the man just now was trying to take advantage of her?

You have no awareness at all. Don’t you have any idea what you look like?
He has fewer brains than others, but he is still alive and well. It's a miracle!

Jiang Xingye kept complaining in his heart, but Xu Qinghuan naturally couldn't hear him. The car finally started moving. She held the armrests of the seat, and her body swayed back and forth as the car moved, inevitably making momentary contact with the people standing around her.

On her left is Yu Xiaomin and on her right is Jiang Xingye.

After she bumped her shoulder into Jiang Xingye's back for who knows how many times, the boss finally turned around.

Xu Qinghuan felt the icy gaze that could freeze a person, but she kept saying, "I didn't do anything bad, I won't and don't want to admit it." She pretended not to feel the boss's death gaze and calmly watched the scenery outside the window pass by.

Jiang Xingye didn't have time to look away, when suddenly, the car jolted violently. This time, Xu Qinghuan used both hands to firmly hold the armrests of the seat, wishing he could use a heavy weight to avoid another physical contact.

Jiang Xingye withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

Just when Xu Qinghuan loosened one hand and shook it to relieve the muscle pain, the car was thrown up again. A unanimous "Ah" was heard in the car. Xu Qinghuan panicked and grabbed Jiang Xingye's clothes. There was a rustling sound, and Jiang Xingye felt a chill on his shoulder. His bronze skin was exposed to the air.

Xu Qinghuan was confused, but this was not the worst.

The car suddenly landed, and under the influence of inertia, she was like a small boat in the sea, drifting with the wind and rain. When the storm hit, she could only go with the flow. Under this huge force, she threw herself onto Jiang Xingye's back. Fortunately, everyone was busy at this time, everyone was swaying forward and backward, many people were vomiting from the shaking, so who cared about who threw who?

Of course, except for the parties involved.

When Jiang Xingye felt a soft and fragrant living creature on his back, he felt as if someone had pressed acupuncture points on his body, and his body became extremely stiff.

The woman's body was like water plants, and also like the dodder flowers he had seen in the mountains and forests, winding around the trees and growing upwards, filled with a fragrance that tempted people to commit crime.

The worst thing was that a soft little hand touched his waist and abdomen, which was like lighting a fire and burning his whole body.

Xu Qinghuan also knew that she had offended a lot this time, but she could not care about the boss because Yu Xiaomin was so carsick that she could not even stand steadily.

Xu Qinghuan quickly stuffed an orange candy into Yu Xiaomin's mouth and said, "Hold it."

The orange candy was sour and sweet, and it immediately suppressed the nausea that was rising in her chest. Yu Xiaomin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her complexion looked a little better.

"Would you like some water?"

Xu Qinghuan handed the kettle to Yu Xiaomin and added a small amount of spiritual spring water from the space into it.

But the spring water in her space is rich in spiritual energy, and even if only a drop is added, the effect will be very significant.

After taking a sip, Yu Xiaomin felt refreshed, even though the smell in the whole car was very sour at that moment. The rotten smell from the previous night, after fermentation in the stomach and intestines, mixed with the smell of poultry feces and urine, was more intense than biological weapons.

Xu Qinghuan couldn't hold it in any longer, so he took a sip. He saw the boss turn his head, and his sharp eyes, like a sword, moved closer inch by inch, focusing on him. Xu Qinghuan offered him a hand, "Um, are you carsick? Do you want to drink something?"

To be honest, Jiang Xingye's face didn't look good either. He took a deep look at the mouth of the kettle and then looked away.

Xu Qinghuan secretly snorted, she was just being polite.

Disliked again!
I feel a little unhappy.

The car finally arrived at the station.

Everyone was filled with a sense of happiness at having survived a disaster. Those who had been vomiting all over the place suddenly came back to life, stood up happily, and rushed down like a swarm of bees.

Jiang Xingye stood in the aisle like a door god, and the people on both sides of him didn't dare to move.

Seeing him raise his hand, Xu Qinghuan hurriedly squeezed out from beside him, and Yu Xiaomin was pulled behind her.

Xu Qinghuan would rather die under the boss's cold air than die from suffocation.

After taking deep breaths, Xu Qinghuan swore that she would never want to take the bus again unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Let's go to the People's Hospital!" Yu Xiaomin still remembered the purpose of their visit to the county.

"Well, let's go. After the examination is over, we'll go to the state-owned restaurant for dinner." Xu Qinghuan was alive and full of energy. He went to the People's Hospital with Yu Xiaomin. Behind them, Jiang Xingye walked slowly.

The half-pulled sleeves hung on his upper arms.

Obviously, the culprit had forgotten about this long ago.

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