Farming concubine you are so sweet

"Mom, don't cry. I said the wrong thing." Chu wanqiu's eyes were also red, and his tone was choked: "I just love you. I want you to eat more. Don't worry."

Late autumn Niang shook her head again and again: "Niang is not careless. Niang is happy that my little autumn has grown up."

Jun Mochen frowned lightly and said in a deep voice, "don't cry. The days will certainly get better and better."

He didn't like her little thing to shed tears.

Late autumn Niang immediately stopped crying when she heard the speech. She carefully looked at Jun Mochen, and then lowered her voice and told Chu wanqiu in her ear: "qiu'er, your temperament Niang knows that you are soft and stubborn, but you usually don't have to argue with your uncle. He can kill tigers. If you are in a hurry, what can you do in case of beating you? There are many men beating their daughter-in-law in the village."

Her voice was very small, but Jun Mochen's ear power was amazing. It really made him feel helpless to put this in his ear.

He coughed awkwardly, "I won't hit her."

Late autumn Niang didn't expect that what she had just said could be heard. The whole person seemed very embarrassed.

Jun Mochen's tone didn't fluctuate, and then said, "it's late autumn on weekdays."

"You, why are you talking nonsense? When did I hit you?" Chu wanqiu stood on his small neck and wanted to break with Jun Mochen clearly: "don't my hands hurt when I hit you? Long and hard. "

Jun Mochen's sword eyebrow was light: "my lady really knows me. I'm really hard."

Chu wanqiu's face turned red when she brushed it. She looked at Jun Mochen strangely: "you, don't talk, don't be ashamed!"

Late autumn Niang smiled and bent her eyes: "I'm relieved to see your love."

Although she was forced to marry, it's good to marry now. Her uncle looks cold, but he has solid eyes for her qiu'er. Unlike her man... He never comes back.

Although Chu Xiaying didn't leave the room and didn't pay attention to Chu wanqiu at all, he actually listened and looked with his ears open.

Seeing Chu wanqiu smiling brightly, she felt dazzling and wanted to find Chu wanqiu unhappy.

So she angrily opened the door and shouted, "milk, the cloth Chu wanqiu bought you are old cloth, which is not worth money at all."

Chu wanqiu gave a "click" in her heart, because Chu Xiaying was right. This cloth is really old. If her grandmother knows, it will be broken.

Although she was a little flustered in her heart, Chu wanqiu was very calm. Her willow eyebrows gently picked her chin and slightly raised an arrogant and sarcastic look.

The tone also has a little fun: "cousin, what does this mean? I honor my grandmother. Are you jealous? I didn't buy you anything, so I was unhappy, didn't I? "

As soon as old lady Chu was about to doubt, she was dispelled by Chu wanqiu's words. She looked at Chu Xiaying impatiently and didn't say a word.

"Am I jealous? I don't want any white cloth in previous years! " Chu Xiaying snorted softly, with a sour face: "do you think I don't do embroidery? I know exactly what the cloth is like and what color it is every year. "

Chu wanqiu sneered with disdain: "don't I do embroidery? I do more embroidery than you do. I don't understand you, do I? Grandma saw the money I paid with her own eyes yesterday. Do you mean I was cheated? "

Chu wanqiu's words have two meanings. One is that she knows cloth better than Chu Xiaying, and her words are more credible. The other is that she paid for it yesterday, and old lady Chu saw it. After a pun, Chu Xiaying was shameful.