A farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 471
"Brother Ye!" Song Xiaoyue finally couldn't help shouting.

Brother Ye paused for a moment, then looked at Song Xiaoyue: "Miss, what's the matter?"

"I……"

"It's very cold here, it's inappropriate for you to come out like this, go in quickly, lest everyone worry about you!" Brother Ye's expression was cold.

Song Xiaoyue felt a pain in her heart again. Seeing that Brother Ye was about to go in again, she didn't know where the courage came from, she suddenly grabbed Brother Ye's hand, not allowing him to go, and asked with a choked voice: "Brother Ye, is your tenderness Can I only give it to Nanfeng alone? Don’t you see that I like you at all? "

Beside the plum blossom tree, Brother Ye opened Song Xiaoyue's fingers, and his voice was also cold: "I can see it, but I'm sorry, I can only give her my tenderness, and I can't give it to anyone else."

Song Xiaoyue was rejected so directly, his hands froze in the air, and tears flowed out immediately: "Do you only marry one woman in your life?"

"Yes!" Brother Ye had already turned around.

Song Xiaoyue immediately stopped in front of him: "Impossible, even my father married two women, you can't just marry one!"

"Miss, you are engaged," Brother Ye said coldly.

"As long as you say a word, I'm not right now!" Song Xiaoyue said stubbornly.

"I don't care who you are, I won't marry you anyway, I will only marry one!" Brother Ye still said coldly.

After finishing speaking, Brother Ye simply pushed Song Xiaoyue away, and then left the garden.

Song Xiaoyue plopped and sat on the ground.

Brother Ye returned to his seat, Nanfeng quickly touched his hand, his hands were very cold after washing in cold water, Nanfeng quickly put the small charcoal stove in Brother Ye's hand, and asked again: "Is it cold?"

Brother Ye's eyes are full of tenderness: "You forgot that I'm not afraid of the cold? Don't give me the hand stove, you can put it on your lap to warm yourself."

After speaking, he put the stove back into Nanfeng's hands.

He didn't want a hand stove, so Nanfeng held his hand with his warm little hand, and then gently wiped it for him, so as to transfer the heat from his hand to Brother Ye.

Wu Yang and the others complained again: "Can you two calm down for a while?"

On another table, Song Xiaoyue's fiancé, who had been asleep for a long time, finally woke up.

Seeing that Song Xiaoyue was not on the table, the fiancé asked Mrs. Song, "Mrs. Song, where is Xiaoyue?"

Mrs. Song was very dissatisfied with her son-in-law's drowsiness, so she said: "Maybe you have gone to the toilet, you can go outside and look for it. Also, if you can't drink in the future, don't be brave. What's so difficult about singing? No I will learn more."

The son-in-law apologized again and again, and was about to find Song Xiaoyue. After taking two steps, he turned back: "Mrs. Song, which direction is the toilet?"

Mrs. Song pointed to a nearby door: "Go out from there, pass a garden, and walk another fifty steps in front of the garden."

"Okay, Xiaosheng went to find Xiaoyue."

The son-in-law-to-be went out of the garden and looked around but didn't see Song Xiaoyue. He thought she had gone back to her room and was about to return to the living room when she suddenly saw a person sitting under the peach blossom tree, and there were sobbing sounds from time to time. Seems to be crying badly.

If it's not Song Xiaoyue, who is it?
The son-in-law-to-be panicked immediately, and he quickly walked towards Song Xiaoyue, and gently helped her up from the ground: "Xiaoyue, why are you sitting here alone in such a cold day? Also, why are you crying?" ?”

Seeing that Song Xiaoyue was her fiancé, she didn't push him away anymore, and only let him support her.

(End of this chapter)