The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 268 Love Poems
After returning home, Han Qianluo planned to tell his elder brother about it, but he went to the next yard to search around, but he didn't see his elder brother, so he decided to wait until his elder brother came back before telling him.But in the process of waiting, she hesitated again. She wasn't sure whether she should tell her elder brother, or if he could make any changes to the current situation. The answer was no, because he was already dead.

Just when she couldn't make up her mind, Han Qingquan came back, and seeing her tangled face, he casually asked, "Xiao Luo, what are you thinking about, your face is almost wrinkled."

"It's nothing, I just heard some news when I went to the restaurant today." Han Qianluo said tentatively.

"Oh, what news makes you so entangled?"

So Han Qianluo roughly talked about the news he heard before, but Han Qingquan didn't even blink his eyes after hearing it, and said: "So it's about hi, I've heard it from others before gone."

"Brother, do you know why you didn't tell me?" Han Qianluo asked in surprise.

"Tell you what to do." Han Qingquan said with a smile, and then went to do other things.

The days were still very peaceful. Han Qianluo started to design the oil press machine while recuperating from her injuries. Compared with other machines, the oil press machine was much simpler, so more than half of it was completed within a few days, which made her feel very depressed. very good.

This morning, as usual, she was drawing the design of the oil press in the house, when suddenly someone knocked on the gate of the yard, but she ignored it after retreating, and Lihua would naturally go to open the door, and after a while, she went to Lihua and came back to meet her. She said: "Ma'am, there are two ladies who are looking for Mr. Han, do you want to let them in?"

"Looking for elder brother? I'll go and have a look, and you help me put away my things." Han Qianluo said as he put down the pen in his hand, stood up and walked out, and when he reached the gate, he saw two young unmarried men standing there Women, judging from their attire, one of them is a lady, and the other is a maid. The one standing in front of the knocking door is obviously a maid, because the clothes on her body are only the most ordinary fabrics, and the one standing behind is silent. The clothes he wears are expensive and warm fur coats.

The maid standing in front frowned when she came out, but asked politely, "Ma'am, does Mr. Han live here?" She had never known such an aristocratic lady before. She remembered that her eldest brother was often not at home at night, and suddenly had an unreliable guess. Could it be that something happened between this lady and her eldest brother, so she came to her door to demand responsibility.

"There is no Mr. Han here, you are looking for the wrong one." Han Qianluo replied with a smile.

The servant girl took two steps back, looked left and right, and whispered with some doubts: "It's not wrong, the address they said is here, and they have all come to look for it, it can't be fake." After finishing speaking, she turned her head Look at the lady behind.

The young lady who had been standing behind without speaking came forward and said, "Hi Ma'am, I am looking for Mr. Han Qingquan. I heard from people who have been looking for Mr. Han that Mr. Han lives in this mansion. Ma'am, can you pass it on to me?"

"I said that there is no Mr. Han in this house. You have found the wrong place. Maybe you can go to the next yard and ask, maybe it's the next yard." Han Qianluo said, motioning the two of them to the next yard.

But this young lady didn't know what was going on, she ignored what Han Qianluo said at all, and insisted that it was Han Qianluo who prevented her from seeing Han Qingquan, so she said stubbornly: "Ma'am, I just want to see Mr. Han, please let me know." Let me see, I didn't intend to do anything out of the ordinary."

When Han Qianluo heard this, she felt that something was wrong. How can I say that she seems to be a bad person who breaks up other people's marriages? This young lady is a bit inexplicable, but she can also hear that this young lady seems to like her elder brother, so she went Ask directly: "Do you like my elder brother?"

The lady's eyes lit up when she heard this question, she nodded quickly and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood just now, I'm really sorry, Mr. Han really doesn't live here? But what they told me is Here, Liu Zhai, I did not make a mistake."

"Miss, you think you heard it wrong. My brother lives next door." Han Qianluo said, she guessed that the lady probably heard it wrong, because there is no plaque on the gate of the big brother's yard next door, so it is easy to make mistakes.

The young lady glanced at the yard next door again, she still didn't seem to believe it, and said, "Then Mr. Han is at home now, can I trouble Madam to call Mr. Han for me?" To this young lady, Han Qianluo was speechless, Not intending to continue talking to her about where the eldest brother lives, he said directly to Lihua, "Go over and see if the eldest brother is at home?"

"No, ma'am."

Han Qianluo was embarrassed to let the girls stand at the door, so he called them in.Soon Lihua came back and said respectfully, "Ma'am, Mr. Han is not at home." "You heard me too, my elder brother is really not at home." Han Qianluo turned to the lady and said, she was worried that the lady still didn't believe it. , so he added: "If you don't believe me, I can take you there to have a look."

Fortunately, the young lady was not so stubborn but stood up and said: "No, thank you for your hospitality, madam, please help me pass this on to Mr. Han. I embroidered it stitch by stitch myself." Then he handed over a purse, which was very ordinary, with the word "spring" embroidered on it.

"Okay, I will hand it over for you." Han Qianluo took the purse over.

After the lady left, Han Qianluo continued to concentrate on drawing the drawings of the oil press, and didn't take it to heart, but when the elder brother came back at noon, he told the elder brother about the matter as a joke, and handed the purse to the elder brother.Han Qingquan took the purse, opened it, and took out a clean white handkerchief from inside. There were two lines of poems embroidered on the handkerchief, and she saw the first few words: Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart.She hasn't had time to look behind, but Han Qingquan has already folded the handkerchief and put it back into the purse, and called a servant to return the purse to the lady.

"Xiao Luo, if that young lady keeps coming over from now on, you should ignore her." Han Qingquan said.

"Why?" Han Qianluo asked.

"I don't like her, and I don't plan to marry her, so it's better not to be too enthusiastic about her, lest she cause misunderstandings." Han Qingquan explained.

After she was sent back, the lady never came again, and Han Qianluo's life was still as ordinary as ever. In a blink of an eye, her abdominal wound was completely healed, and the blueprint of the oil press was also drawn, so she put the Send the drawings to Zhao Tong.

However, she hadn't been to Zhao Tong's place for a long time, and Zhao Tong usually came to her house to look for her, so when she came to Zhao Tong's place, she couldn't help but be surprised.It turned out that Zhao Tong’s family was not rich, so the house was relatively dilapidated. Later, a part was allocated to make machines. After the business expanded, he found an apprentice, and the place to make machines also expanded. In contrast, the place where Zhao Tong lived It is convenient to shrink a lot.

But this time when he came here, Han Qianluo found that this place has completely turned into a processing factory, and there are many more people in it, all of whom are strong and muscular men.She searched around among these people, but did not find Zhao Tong.

These big men had already discovered her existence, and one of the more courageous middle-aged men asked loudly, "Ma'am, who are you looking for here? You are here to look for Master Zhao. What is your relationship? Are you lonely, so..." Before he could finish speaking, the group of men suddenly burst into laughter, with expressions on their faces.

Because Han Qianluo's injury has completely healed, she has resumed her previous habit of always going out alone, and she did not expect to encounter such a situation at Zhao Tong's place, being molested by a group of middle-aged men. In such a situation, she didn't know how to deal with it, so she stood there for a moment, then asked solemnly: "Where is Zhao Tong, isn't he at home?"

Those men became more excited when they saw her reaction, and another man went on to say: "Ma'am, why do you have to find Master Zhao? Although we are not as handsome as Master Zhao, we have experienced many battles. It’s definitely better than Master Zhao, and it’s guaranteed to make you want to die, don’t you think so?” Then he asked the other men.

Seeing this situation, Han Qianluo didn't know what to do at all. At this time, a familiar voice came from outside the door; "You guys are molesting some girl when you're not working. Be serious. If this goes on, it will be a mess." No one dares to come to my place." Following the words, Zhao Tong came in from the outside.

"Xiao Zhao, we are just joking, don't worry, we have a sense of proportion, we are all people with wives, not those guys who have never seen a woman." Said the big man who spoke first.

But at this moment, Zhao Tong didn't have the time to pay attention to that man. Seeing that Han Qianluo was surprised and embarrassed, he quickly apologized and said, "Mrs. Liu, why did you come here? I'm really sorry. But there is no malice, you don't mind." He said and gave the man just now a hard look.

Now that everyone else said that, Han Qianluo was too embarrassed to get angry, so she had no choice but to not care about it. If she really cared about it, it would seem that she was too stingy, so she said, "I don't mind, I'm just here to give you this." As he spoke, he took out the design drawing of the oil press and handed it to Zhao Tong.

"What is this?" Zhao Tong asked after taking the drawing.

"Here is the drawing of the oil press, please see if there is any problem."

　As for the second sister, Han Shui'er, she is completely dead and will never appear again in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)