Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 52 Invisible Changes

But what my cousin said in the dream, Jiang Wen still took it to heart. Maybe my cousin was right. When I get along with others, I always seem to be less sincere, which is why I and Zhuangzi are now People seem to get along well, but they always feel that they are separated by something. They seem to be close, but there is an invisible barrier blocking them.

In the days that followed, Jiang Wen seemed to have become very different. Not only Fu Yuan and Fu Hui felt something, but even Mrs. Zhao and Jiang Wuyou felt it. There hasn't been much change in the past, but in comparison, they all prefer Jiang Wen now.

In fact, Jiang Wen has changed, the most important of which is the change in his heart. In the past, Jiang Wen always recalled the eyes of modern people to evaluate the people and things around him. Looking at the ancient society from the perspective of progress, there are invisible barriers in all aspects, even if it is integrated into the life of Zhuangzi, it is also deliberately colored.

But now, Jiang Wen has completely abandoned modern people's prejudice and superiority towards ancient society itself, and he is an ancient man himself.And no longer continue to struggle with the age of her soul, she is a child, and instead of deliberately imitating the child's tone and way of life, she appears more real.

"Wen'er, I'm going to the town tomorrow to send embroidery work to the cloth shop. I'll go back and ask your mother if I can go. I heard your mother say that I want to find a way to make money. Ask your mother if the embroidery work is good. Go to the town. Ask others to take a look," Zhou said to Jiang Wen who was helping Huier choose vegetables in the yard.

Jiang Wen responded readily, "Okay, Auntie, I'll go back later and ask my mother."

Fu Hui didn't seem to be in a particularly good mood these past two days, and Jiang Wen couldn't figure out what was wrong with her, "What's wrong with you, you look sick these days, like wilted weeds in the ditch? "

"It's about to harvest wheat, and I'm very upset." Fu Hui said quietly, waiting for a wave of resentment in his tone, Jiang Wen felt that he was about to be infected.

"Sister Hui'er, what's wrong with harvesting the wheat? I heard from my uncle that your harvest this year is estimated to be pretty good. What are you worried about?" Jiang Wen couldn't understand. You should be happy, why are you still so sad.

Fu Hui sighed again, grabbed a handful of vegetables and picked them in his hand, "Forget it, Wen'er, you won't understand after I say it, so let's not talk about it."

If she didn't say it, how did she know that she didn't understand it? Jiang Wen choked for a moment, "I don't understand it if you don't tell it. Maybe I will understand it if you say it. After all, we can be regarded as plastic talents, right?"

Fu Hui also felt that these words were kept in her heart, and the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she was, so she could talk to Wen'er, but she didn't want to tell them, "Forget it, let's be alone together tomorrow." Yes, I'm telling you."

Jiang Wen had no choice but to go back home with a stomach full of questions. Jiang Wen also knew what Aunt Zhou had told her. His mother had always wanted to find a job that could pay him off, so he told Mrs. Zhao about it as soon as he went back, and he didn't leave the house. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhao immediately agreed.

As for Jiang Wen, I feel a little guilty in my heart. I have been thinking about finding a way to make money, and I have been saying that I can’t just sit and eat, but now I have no grades at all. Instead, it’s my mother, who is still ready to do it Those painstaking embroidery work, this makes me feel so embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)