Chapter 9

"I'm really pissed off. It's been a few days, and the story about Jiaojiao is still being passed on."

"Mother, don't be angry, when Jiaojiao goes to school, those old ladies will stop talking about Jiaojiao."

Zhao Jiaojiao was restricted, she was not allowed to go out, and she was forced to read at home, so she cooked, fed the chickens, read, and slept at home.

The gossip outside has nothing to do with her.

Ling family.

Ling Yunrui's elder sister, Ling Yunhui, is now 21 years old because of her status as a landlord, and no one has come to propose marriage.

"Xiao Rui, are you and Accountant Zhao's daughter real?" It was rumored outside, and Xiao Rui came back that day, completely wet.

Because of their landlord status, their parents have passed away, and now there are only three siblings left.

The younger brother is not too young, so he can't break the roots of their Ling family.

"Sister, their family will not marry their daughter to me." Ling Yunrui was very sure. He heard that every girl would have a fever when she returned home, and she has never gone out until now.

Ling Yunhui heaved a long sigh, with an amiable face, "Jiaojiao is beautiful, and my brother is also so handsome, and your children will definitely be even more handsome in the future."

"Sister, don't mention this matter again in the future."

Ling Yunhui just felt sorry. That night, the accountant's daughter-in-law came with the accountant, and came to the door with eggs and flour to thank her brother for saving his life. She knew that the accountant didn't intend to marry her daughter.

But she didn't give up. If they were not landlords and were willing to endure hardships with the help of their younger brother, they would not be able to marry a daughter-in-law.

"Xiao Rui, what should I bring from home to propose marriage?" Ling Yunhui asked tentatively.

Ling Yunrui stared at his sister and said word by word, "No."

The busy farming season is over soon, Tudan and younger sister Zhao Lingling are back to school.

Accountant Zhao is not so busy here anymore, and plans to take Zhao Jiaojiao to the town in a bullock cart.

"Father, when will we come back?" Zhao Jiaojiao was happy to finally go out. Today she was wearing the only unpatched floral shirt, black trousers, a pair of unpatched cloth shoes, two braids, and an army green schoolbag slung across her shoulders.

"If you hurry up, I'll be back at noon." Accountant Zhao looked at his beautiful daughter and forbade her to go out for the past few days and let her read at home. This was the first time he was so obedient.

"Go quickly."

Along the way, she looked east and west, and saw many mud houses and thatched cottages, all of which were poor.

Isn't there a brick factory in the village?
"Father, do we have tractors in our village?"

Accountant Zhao walked all the way, answering her question, "There are tractors in the next village, but there are no tractors in our village."

Zhao Jiaojiao took the driver's license test in her previous life, and even learned how to drive a tractor, following her uncle and grandpa.

"Where is Accountant Zhao taking Jiaojiao?"

Zhao Jiaojiao didn't feel shy when she faced the scrutinizing eyes of that aunt, but she was generous enough to let you scrutinize her, anyway, I'm not in vain.

"Go to town."

"I haven't seen Jiaojiao for a few days, she's even more beautiful."

"What's the use of being beautiful, if you can't get married?"

Hey, aunt, I provoked you, and you said so loudly, I am against you again?

"father"

Accountant Zhao didn't have a good impression of these old women, "Hurry up, your Uncle Zhao is waiting at the entrance of the village."

Zhao Jiaojiao really wanted to go back: Do these aunts live by the sea?The tube is so wide.

But Zhao Jiaojiao found that her father seemed to be angry.

Until she got to the entrance of the village and got into the bullock cart, her father didn't say a word to her.

(End of this chapter)

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