Invincible small peasant girl

Chapter 315
As he spoke, his eyes could not help but glance at Feng Xiaoxiao.

In fact, she still has something to say, for example, she has a craft for making a living.

Having a craft for making a living is equivalent to having a pair of money-making hands in this era.

Of course, she is not ashamed to say this, and she is afraid that the third wife of Zhao will say her. Your own son does not have a craft for making a living, and you still have to bring a craft for making a living if you ask other girls to marry into your house , why don't you go to the sky and stand side by side with the fireworks.

If someone has a craft for making a living, will they think highly of your family?Can you look up to your dog?
On this point, Tian's heart is clear.

Mrs. Zhao couldn't help shaking her head when she saw that she spoke in such general terms. Although Tian didn't say it clearly, she couldn't help but speak with some pride in her tone, as if her son was a hot commodity if he worked hard.

Although diligence is hard to come by, there are not no diligent and honest people in the village.

But Tian is not a kind person, and if he talks too much, he will offend others.

The third wife Zhao replied with a smile, but didn't say anything more.

On the contrary, Er Gouzi came over after putting the bowl away and overheard their conversation. Er Gouzi couldn't help saying to them angrily, "I haven't wanted to marry a wife for the past two years."

The implication is naturally to tell the two of them not to eat radish salty and worry about it.

Hearing this, Tian couldn't help but glared at Er Gouzi, and blamed him: "You are the same, your third wife and I just told you in advance, and we didn't go to find you today, anyway, you are going to get married sooner or later Besides, look at your stupid appearance, I don’t know which family’s daughter is willing to marry you.”

Er Gouzi frowned, and stopped arguing with Tian, ​​but walked aside to count the tables and chairs in his home.

The women are more concerned about the affairs of the village than anyone else, and Feng Xiaoxiao naturally knows it, so she is numb to this kind of thing of pulling red strings and acting as a matchmaker.

As soon as a girl or young man in the village reaches the age of marriage, the three aunts and aunts of the family in the village will make their debut. A girl can have seven or eight young men as reference objects.

So Feng Xiaoxiao can only express sympathy for Er Gouzi's experience.

Luodong sent the table back to the villagers, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Feng Xiaoxiao busy in the corner of the yard.

Looking at her back, a trace of warmth suddenly appeared on his originally expressionless face.

Feng Xiaoxiao was counting the bowls of the villagers, when she looked up she saw Luo Dong looking at her, she raised the corners of her mouth, and then beckoned to Luo Dong.

Luodong walked over, Feng Xiaoxiao stood up slowly, her hand stretched straight towards Luodong's collar, Luodong was taken aback, and after a while he realized that Feng Xiaoxiao was straightening his collar.

"How do you wear clothes? The collars are all turned upside down." Feng Xiaoxiao withdrew her hand and squatted down to count the bowls.

When she was squatting like this, Luo Dong was standing beside her, and when he lowered his head, he saw her fair and slender neck, and he was a little dazed.

"Gouzi, what are you doing?" At this moment, Tian's voice sounded abruptly. It turned out that Er Gouzi knocked over the stool that had been placed on it for some reason, and he didn't pay attention.

Er Gouzi came back to his senses, hurriedly folded the stool again, carried it on his shoulder, and then quickly left Feng's yard.

He saw the scene where Feng Xiaoxiao adjusted Luo Dong's collar just now.

It's not that he doesn't know that Feng Xiaoxiao and Luo Dong are husband and wife, it's just that he can't control his inner feelings when he sees the two of them being so friendly and affectionate in front of his eyes.

So piercing and so sweet.

(End of this chapter)