Rebirth of farming for a living

"Cough cough cough cough." Li Qiuyan choked on a mouthful of water and coughed like crazy.

No, the people here are so tough: "Who is it?"

"I don't know who it is. Maybe someone asked Aunt Chunhua to inquire about it casually."

Yes, Aunt Chunhua has no daughter, and Yingzi is not easy to judge.

"Oh, I see. Has anyone asked about you?" Li Qiuyan teased Yingzi.

"It's so nice of you to say that, but you still laugh at me." Yingzi picked up a cushion and threw it at Li Qiuyan.

Yingzi's face was already red, but it was even redder now.

Li Qiuyan took a look and wondered, is something really wrong?No, Yingzi is two years younger than Wang Congcong.

But yes, Wang Congcong got engaged last year.

However, Yingzi was tight-lipped, and even Li Qiuyan didn't find out.

"I'm going home. Should I come to you tomorrow or go directly to your yard?" Yingzi asked.

"Go directly after breakfast. I will go there then."

"Is it easy to do needlework?" Yingzi asked after arriving.

Yesterday, Mrs. Wang only said that she was doing some needlework and was paid per piece, but she really didn't go into details.

Therefore, Yingzi is still a little curious.

Li Qiuyan pursed his lips and smiled, and took out a pink piggy from behind: "This is it."

Yingzi had seen it a long time ago, but she didn't expect it to be made like this: "Ah, it's so cute."

"I feel good if I do this every day."

Yes, what girl doesn’t like dolls, but you’ll know after making them.

Treating a hobby as a career is completely different from treating it as just a hobby. I can only say that it is not ordinary torture.

Naturally, Li Qiuyan wouldn't say much: "If you're in a good mood, do more."

Yingzi couldn't put it down and played for a while, then jumped up and left.

In the evening, Aunt Wu came again in person and told Mrs. Wang who she had called.

"I asked Yingzi to come over in the afternoon. She said that Yanyan had packed up and went to work in the old courtyard tomorrow. I also found two people, Chunhua and Juxiang. I also informed them , do you think we can do it first?"

Mrs. Wang said she wanted five or six people, so Aunt Wu found two. Adding her mother-in-law and Mrs. Fang, there were five people in total.

This was also Aunt Wu's little thought. If Mrs. Fang wanted Dongxue to help, she would not embarrass Mr. Wang.

Mrs. Wang naturally felt it, and she was very happy: "The spring flowers and chrysanthemums are very good, so I have nothing to worry about with the person you are looking for."

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Wu play well, both of them are neat and clean.

Birds of a feather flock together, and the people they make friends with are all good-natured.

Li Qiuyan stopped listening after a few words. She had to worry about everything, how could she be so exhausted?He went straight to Westinghouse to study with Wang Congcong and Jiang Zhe.

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Wu murmured for a while, then went out to find Mrs. Fang, always wanting to inform them about work tomorrow.

Li Qiuyan was practicing Chinese calligraphy, but as he wrote, his eyes kept drifting to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe couldn't ignore it and simply put down his brush: "Is there something on my face?"

"Yes." Li Qiuyan said seriously.

"What?" Jiang Zhe actually touched his face. There was already some ink on his hand, but now there was something on his face.

Hahahahaha, Li Qiuyan couldn't be happier.

He even wanted to take advantage: "It's kind of pretty."

Jiang Zhe's face turned red to his neck. What was Li Qiuyan talking about?

Several people in the room laughed loudly, and Li Qiuyan cursed himself in his heart. He didn't want to think about what era this was, why were he teasing others?

Li Qiuyan said with a serious face: "Whatever you are laughing at, write it in big characters."

Today’s homework includes writing big characters.

Awang winked mischievously: "We have finished writing, the only ones left are you and the good-looking brother Jiang Zhe."

Li Qiuyan was speechless, speeded up, finished writing the big characters, and then took Wang Congcong back to the house.

I also vaguely heard Shitou saying: "Brother Zhe, is there something on your face?"

Jiang Zhe was a little speechless: "Don't be ridiculous."

Shitou was anxious: "Yes, there is ink."

Jiang Zhe went to the washbasin to take a look, and washed his face resignedly. Behind him, there were bursts of laughter from Awang and Shitou.

"Yanyan, what did you mean by what you said in that room just now?" Wang Congcong asked Li Qiuyan who was sitting on the kang as he poured the face wash water.

"No, I just said it casually to tease Jiang Zhe."

"You, you, I'm so embarrassed not to look at Jiang Zhe." Wang Congcong shook his head and blew out the lamp. After a tiring day, the two of them fell asleep quickly.

Poor Jiang Zhe, lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, Li Qiuyan's words kept lingering in his mind: "It's kind of pretty."

Somehow, I felt a strange feeling in my heart, which was indescribable.

The next day, when she got on the bullock cart, she saw Jiang Zhe with two big dark circles under his eyes. Wang asked with concern.

"It's okay, aunt. Maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday." Jiang Zhe found an excuse to fool him.

Awang sat in Wang's arms and said secretly: "Mom, yesterday my sister said that brother Jiang Zhe is a bit good-looking."

oh?Wang's eyes flashed with deep thought.