The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 35 Refuting rumors
Later, after thinking about it, she decided to keep it, so she went back to the house, found a dilapidated wooden box from under the bed, folded the small suit and stuffed it in, and buried it under a tree in the back mountain.

Qiao Guan silently wrote down the place where they were buried, picked up some mushrooms, and waited for the sun to set before going home pretendingly.

Papa Qiao was waiting for her at the door with the cane, but seeing the mushrooms she was holding in her arms, he took the things back.

Mother Qiao came out of the house, looked at the father and daughter at the door, and muttered, "Where are you going again, running outside all day, come here to help with dinner."

In the evening, the whole family gathered around a table for dinner. Qiao Wan didn't see Qiao Min's person, so he guessed that Father Qiao must have asked his eldest daughter to deliver food to Fu Tianlang.

Thinking of his injury, Qiao Wan didn't say a word. Qiao's mother was probably still angry with Qiao's father and ignored him.

The autumn night wind was a little hot, so Qiao Wan took a bath with hot water after eating.

After washing, she came out of the bathroom, with wet hair, squatting in the yard to wash the changed clothes.

The light bulb in the yard has been used for several years, the filament has long since turned black, and the light emitted is also flickering, and it is estimated that it will be broken soon.

Qiao Guan had almost put her face into the basin, but she still couldn't see the dirt on her clothes clearly. She rubbed it vigorously, but she could only move the wooden basin out a little, and managed to see clearly with the help of the faint moonlight.

In summer, the old town had a lot of mosquitoes. When she lowered her head to wash her clothes, she "slapped" several mosquito corpses. Just as she was about to wring out her panties, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind her.

"Wanwan." Fu Tianlang appeared behind her at some point, his voice was low and hoarse, a bit like a drake's voice.

Qiao Guan thought that Fu Tianlang might have reached the stage of changing his voice, so he looked up at the Adam's apple on his neck, then blushed, and belatedly stuffed his panties into the basin.

She was slightly annoyed, did this person walk silently?
"Brother Lang, are you alright?"

Fu Tianlang stood behind her for a while, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Qiao Wan rubbed his nose and went to wash his own skirt. She had been avoiding him on purpose these days, so she didn't know his situation, and Father Qiao wanted Qiao Min to take care of him, so she didn't need to worry about it.

"Brother Lang, I'm doing laundry."

She couldn't hear the movement behind her for a long time, she turned her head, just in time to meet a pair of Wutan's black eyes.

He looked at her calmly: "Yes."

Surprised, Qiao Wan lowered his head and wrung out his clothes silently. Remembering that he didn't talk much in his previous life, he didn't think too deeply.

But what was he doing staring at her back?And let people not wash their underwear?
Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat, she closed her eyes forcefully and opened them again: "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping?"

He cherishes words like gold: "Come out for a walk."

Qiao Guan took a deep breath, avoiding his gaze, stretched out his hand and rubbed it in the water for a while, the clothes were washed, what should I do if they hang them to dry?If this person doesn't leave, she is really embarrassed to show her little triangle...

Qiao Guan was embarrassed, poured water into the ditch, turned around and said to him, "Brother Lang, I'm drying clothes."

Fu Tianlang looked as usual: "Yes."

Qiao Wan: "..."

Ge Laozi, are you going or not? !
Qiao Wan looked at him for a long time, and saw him standing behind him like a hill, with a face that had not changed before the mountain collapsed, gritted his teeth, and shook off his small face in front of him. Underpants, hang them on the drying rack.

Regarding this, he really has no taboo at all, the old god is standing there, admiring the flowers and the moon and admiring her little triangle...

Qiao Guan's ears turned red, he held up his breath and hung up all the clothes, looked at the empty basin and turned around and said, "Brother Lang, I've finished drying it."

"Ah."

Fu Tianlang had no expression on his face, but Qiao Wan could vaguely sense that he seemed to be in a good mood?

"Then I'm leaving." She blinked and was about to leave when he stopped her.

He looked at her fixedly: "Wanwan, are you busy these days?"

Qiao Wan froze for a moment, then shook his head: "Not busy."

He paused for a moment, his eyes sharpened slightly: "Yes."

What does um mean?
Qiao Wan noticed that he was looking at her all the time, and his scalp went numb. He didn't say anything, but she knew he was angry?
She looked left and right, saw the other person's cold face, and made an excuse: "Abba just came to see me."

Fu Tianlang didn't reply.

Qiao Wan continued: "You should rest early and recover from your injuries."

She didn't look at him after she finished speaking, leaving him alone, and went back to the living room by herself.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother were sitting on the sofa watching TV, and sometimes they would chat for a few words, and it seemed that they had reconciled.

Qiao Wan found an open space to sit down and didn't speak. After waiting for a long time, Fu Tianlang didn't come in. He guessed that he should have returned to his room.

She lowered her head and pondered, feeling more and more strange in her heart. She always felt that the way he looked at her was strange, the words he said were strange, in short...everything was strange.

After a few more days, when Fu Tianlang's injury was almost healed, Father Qiao began to ask him to work.

Even Qiao Wan, an eight-year-old girl, had to wash, cook, and clean the floor, so Fu Tianlang's "relative" was naturally not an exception.

But at this moment, Dad Qiao saw him with thin skin and tender flesh, looking like a weak chicken who couldn't lift his shoulders or hands, and felt worried. What else could this kid do besides eating, drinking and lassing?He bowed his head and thought for a long time, and decided to let him go up the mountain first, collect some firewood along the way, and train his body first.

And the first day passed.

Fu Tianlang's performance satisfied Joe's father. Although the boy's physique is not good, but he has a strong comprehension ability. It only takes half a day to recite firewood that can be used for a week for him. No matter in terms of skills or proficiency, the plasticity Really awesome...

At night, Papa Qiao thought so.

On the second day, Dad Qiao was surprised.

He still remembers the small suit on him, the material, the temperament, even if he is not rich, the environment of his home should not be bad?How can he work faster than an old man like him?

(End of this chapter)