Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

The man pointed to the people who were climbing up in the field.

"Hurry up, or they will catch up in a while."

The bicycle that fell on the ground was not hers, and it would be troublesome to ride it away.

She definitely can't run like this, Yan Wanqing gritted her teeth and got into the man's car.

"My name is Jia Ren, what's your name?"

"Yan Wanqing."

"Yan Wanqing..." Jia Ren chewed Yan Wanqing's name carefully, "Your name is really nice and poetic."

Yan Wanqing hummed, she was not enthusiastic about striking up men.

The man who appeared suddenly was full of fanatical enthusiasm. Who knows if he has any conspiracy in it?

She waited and watched.

Along the way, Jia Ren told her a lot, almost all about how dangerous it was for a girl to walk this way, and asked her why she went home alone without company.

Yan Wanqing huh-huh coped, and finally arrived at Kaoshan Village, where Yan Wanqing wanted to get off the car.

"Thank you for taking me back, I'll just go back by myself."

"This village entrance should be some distance away from your home. How can you go home like this?" Jia Ren kept on riding his bicycle, "I'll take you to the door of your house!"

"Do you know where my home is?"

"I don't know, but I have a mouth, so I can ask!"

Jia Ren's laughing voice made Yan Wanqing feel a little uncomfortable, she doesn't like people who go without invitation.

While asking for directions, Jia Ren rode his bicycle to Xie's house. He was so familiar with the road that he found it without any hesitation.

His familiar appearance made Yan Wanqing suspicious.

As soon as Yan Wanqing arrived at the door, Li Cuihong came out of the house.

"Wanqing, why did you come back? I was just saying that I was going to find you at school?"

Li Cuihong's relieved tone was filled with complaints, as if Yan Wanqing was a child who would not go home after school.

She turned her eyes and noticed Jia Ren beside Yan Wanqing, "Wanqing, who is this, are you talking about?"

"No."

"Auntie, don't get me wrong, Wanqing and I just met."

"We just met Wanqing and sent us back?" Li Cuihong frowned, "What's going on?"

"Wanqing met two gangsters who wanted to plot against her on the road, I..."

Li Cuihong understood, "You saved our Wanqing, right?"

Jia Ren scratched his head in embarrassment.

But what he showed was clearly acquiescing.

"Our only niece is Wanqing. If something happens to her, I don't know how to explain to her uncle."

"Thank you for saving Wanqing this time, how can I thank you?"

"You're welcome, it's what I should do to help when the road is injustice."

"Let's have dinner at my house tonight, I'll make a good meal and thank you."

"Not so polite."

"Don't be polite to me, or my conscience will be uneasy."

Li Cuihong warmly invited Jia Ren, but he was embarrassed on the face, but walked inside.

Yan Wanqing watched the two sing together coldly, and was almost sure that Jia Ren's appearance was not a coincidence.

……

Li Cuihong poured Jia Ren a glass of water, asked Yan Wanqing to accompany him, and went to the kitchen to cook.

Jia Ren rubbed his hands up and down his knees, seeing Yan Wanqing's red and swollen arm exposed to the air, he suddenly remembered.

"Wanqing, is your arm hurt?"

"No." Yan Wanqing tugged down her sleeves.

Jia Ren stepped forward in two steps, grabbed Yan Wanqing's wrist, and stroked it upwards.

There was a large scratch on her fair arm, and because her skin was too fair, the wound looked a bit shocking.

Out of the corner of her eye, she touched her creamy arm, and a hint of greed flashed in the bottom of her eyes.

Women in the countryside rarely have such delicate skin as Yan Wanqing.

His fleeting greed did not escape Yan Wanqing's eyes.

She withdrew her arm sharply, "I'm going to take the medicine."

"need my help?"

"Need not."

Yan Wanqing left without looking back.

When she came out of the house after applying the medicine, Jia Ren was chopping firewood in the yard, and Li Cuihong praised him vigorously.

"Xiaoren, thank you so much." Li Cuihong said with relief, "You thank uncle for going to work on the construction site. Wanqing and I are the only ones at home, and I can't bear to let her do these rough jobs. Every time I cut wood, I can't afford it." My back hurts."

Jia Ren chopped down with an axe, wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I happen to be fine, next time you have this kind of work, call me."

"I'm so sorry."

"It's nothing, I'm just going to exercise."

The two were talking and laughing, Yan Wanqing's black eyes under her bangs were full of coldness.

If Jia Ren's wobbly little body was ignored, she would have believed his words.

Jia Ren behaved very politely at the dinner table.

Helping Li Cuihong serve meals, use serving chopsticks to help pick up vegetables, and take care of the tastes of two people, it is impeccable.

Li Cuihong looked at Jia Ren, her heart pounding. Is such an outstanding man in front of her really a babysitter hired by her nephew?

If not, she would like to introduce Jia Ren to Qinxue.

Li Qinxue doesn't study well, so it's not a bad thing to marry early.

……

The next day, when Yan Wanqing walked to the entrance of the village, she saw Fu Peng with an apologetic face.

"Wanqing, I'm sorry, my car had a flat tire on the way yesterday, and it was already dark when I arrived at your school."

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Fu Peng really wanted to curse at him for being unlucky.

He took care of some things in the town, and when he came out, he saw some flat tires and thought it was nothing. Who knew that there were a bunch of thumbtacks scattered on the ground at the bridge head.

I can't dodge it in time, and I'm nailed.

"It's okay, I can understand."

"Did you encounter anything on the way home yesterday?"

Yan Wanqing is not a person who is used to telling people her wounds, even though what happened yesterday left a big shadow on her, "No."

"That's good."

Otherwise, he really doesn't know how to explain to Jiang Mo.

"Jiangmo's affairs are probably almost finished."

"is it?"

"It should be completely resolved in two or three days."

Fu Peng called yesterday to ask about it. Jiang Mo has settled the matter and is now dealing with follow-up issues.

There was a strong wind that night, and the doors and windows were rattled by the wind.

The cold wind invaded, Yan Wanqing's petite body couldn't help shrinking into the quilt.

dong dong!

Boom boom boom!
The sound of doors and windows being smashed, Yan Wanqing looked up boldly.

Standing outside the door was a tall figure in a green military coat.

Jiang Mo's handsome face flushed by the cold wind was reflected in Yan Wanqing's pupils, she rubbed her eyes, thinking it was her own illusion.

"come out."

Jiang Mo's deep and magnetic voice penetrated the cold wind and sent it to Yan Wanqing's eardrums.

It's not her illusion that Jiang Mo is back.

Yan Wanqing took out the padded jacket from the cabinet, put it on, and walked out slowly, her heart was beating abnormally.

She stood at the door, her feet seemed to be frozen, a powerful arm suddenly wrapped around her slender waist, and led her out.

"What's the ink on the door?"

Jiang Mo's voice hit the top of her head, Yan Wanqing lowered her head and did not speak.