Excellent little farmer

Pushing open the low fence door, the two of them walked into the small courtyard. The big yellow dog tied to the base of the west wall pulled on the chain, jumped up and down, and barked. I put the bicycle away, walked to the door of the main house, and knocked. He knocked on the door a few times and said with a smile: "Aunt Wenying, open the door!"

About two or three minutes later, Aunt Wenying opened the door, smiled at me, glanced at Fang Zhengyuan next to her, her face suddenly turned ugly, and she said in a cold voice: "Zhengyuan, are you still embarrassed to come over?"

Fang Zhengyuan lowered his head and said in embarrassment: "Mom, I know I was wrong, and I came here specifically to apologize this time.

Aunt Wenying snorted, curled her lips and said, "Come on, it's like this every time, and it never gets changed. You'd better go back as soon as possible without wasting your time."

Fang Zhengyuan felt a little unwilling to accept the soft nail, and said with a smile: "Mom, I just want to say a few words to Jiaqi. If she is still angry, I will turn around and leave."

Aunt Wenying suddenly became angry, glared at him, raised her hand and said: "Jia Qi is not here, go look elsewhere!"

I smiled and said softly: "Aunt Wenying, we have come all the way to see you, you have to let us in for a drink of water, right?"

Aunt Wenying nodded, opened the door, turned sideways, and whispered: "Xiaoquan, come in and sit down, and leave him alone. This guy has no other ability but he knows how to bully Jiaqi!"

"You can't say that." Fang Zhengyuan muttered, walked to the window, and peered inside.

I entered the house, walked straight to the west bedroom, opened the door, and sure enough I saw Song Jiaqi. She was lying on the bed, covered with a blanket. When I got closer, I realized that she looked slightly haggard and had circles under her eyes. It was red, as if she had just cried.

I felt a little sad and asked quietly: "Sister Jiaqi, what's wrong with you?"

Song Jiaqi stretched out her white and tender little hands, combed her hair, sat up carelessly, holding the blanket in her arms, and said softly: "I have a headache, it seems like I have a cold."

I sat on the edge of the bed and asked with concern: "Have you taken any medicine?"

"I've eaten, and I feel pretty good now." Song Jiaqi forced a smile and whispered: "Xiaoquan, my father said that you are very busy at work these days, why are you here?"

I smiled, looked out the window, and whispered: "Brother Fang knew he was wrong and brought me here as a reinforcement to ask you to go back."

Song Jiaqi shook her head slightly, bit her pink lips, and said firmly: "I'm not going back. I've decided to divorce him now!"

I was doubtful and asked tentatively: "Sister Jiaqi, are you serious?"

Song Jiaqi nodded and said angrily: "Of course, living like this is really unsustainable. I would rather be single for the rest of my life than be with him."

I thought about it and smiled: "That's fine, I'll go out and talk to him. It might be good for both of you if we break up early."

But Song Jiaqi stretched out her right hand, took my arm, smiled, and frowned: "You little brat, you don't do serious things, why are you meddling in other people's business?"

I touched my nose, laughed, and said softly: "I know you can't let go. After all, we have been together for several years, and we still have feelings, right?"

Song Jiaqi's eyes turned red and she choked with sobs: "He may have more faults, but he has a good heart and is very kind to me. If we really want to leave him, I would be a bit reluctant to leave him."

I sighed and persuaded in a low voice: "Sister Jiaqi, in this case, just calm down. If you have any conflicts, just talk about it in person."

Song Jiaqi turned her pretty face away and cried silently. After a while, she wiped the corners of her eyes and whispered: "Tell him to come in and coax my mother. The old man is really angry!"

"Okay." I nodded, glanced at her, and turned to leave.

Fang Zhengyuan stood outside the door, like an ant on a hot pot, circling around. When he saw me coming out, he hurriedly approached me and said anxiously: "How is it?"

I smiled and said softly: "Sister Jiaqi's side is fine, but Aunt Wenying is still angry. You have to coax her."

Fang Zhengyuan took a long breath and said with a smile, "That's okay. My mother-in-law is a bitch-tongued but a bitch-hearted. In fact, she's quite a nice person."

I nodded and said with a smile: "Be diligent with your hands and feet and help the old man with more work. She will naturally have a good impression of you."

Founder Zhengyuan'Hmm! With a cry, he hurriedly slipped into the room, took a clean towel, followed Aunt Wenying, wiped her hair here and there, coaxed her sweetly, and almost said all her good things, but Aunt Wenying's face was stern and she never looked good.

He was a little discouraged, so he walked up to Aunt Wenying and said with a sad face: "Mom, it was all my fault in the past. This time I sincerely repent. You must give me a chance."

Aunt Wenying put down her work, turned to look at him, and said coldly: "Zhengyuan, Jiaqi is too soft-hearted and can't bear to divorce you. But you are idle every day and have nothing serious to do. If you continue like this, what will happen?" Is it time to head?"

Fang Zhengyuan accompanied the smiling face and said in a low voice: "Mom, don't worry, I have entrusted the relationship, and I will be able to go to work in a while. Then I will work hard with Jiaqi, earn more money, and strive to live a good life as soon as possible." , so that the two elders don’t have to worry about it.”

Aunt Wenying sneered, shook her head and said, "Only Jiaqi will believe your nonsense. After returning home, I'm afraid it will become the same in a few days."

Fang Zhengyuan was a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to show it, so he could only lower his eyebrows and continue to plead: "Mom, don't worry, it won't happen this time."

Seeing his repeated pleas, Aunt Wenying finally relented. She sighed and waved her hand: "Okay, I don't care about your family's affairs. If you have anything to say, go back to the house and talk to your wife."

As if he was being pardoned, Fang Zhengyuan nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you, Mom, for your magnanimity."

Aunt Wenying rolled her eyes at him and said in a cold tone: "Zhengyuan, let's put the ugly words to the front. If Jiaqi comes back crying in the future, it will be useless even if you talk nonsense."

Fang Zhengyuan wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Mom, I promise, this is the last time."

"Okay, I'll trust you this last time." Aunt Wenying was a little impatient with him, picked up a basin of clothes, turned around and went out.

Fang Zhengyuan curled his lips, dropped the towel, turned around and entered the west room, looked at Song Jiaqi sitting on the edge of the bed, smiled, and said softly: "Jiaqi, are you still angry?"

Song Jiaqi shook her head slightly and whispered: "Zhengyuan, haven't you eaten yet? There are ready-made meals in the kitchen. Go and heat them up yourself."

Fang Zhengyuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "I've already eaten. I just ate two bags of instant noodles."

Song Jiaqi felt a little sad again, turned her head to the side, and complained quietly: "We have everything to eat at home, but you just don't want to make it. If I go out in the future, you won't be able to take care of yourself. How can this be okay?"

Fang Zhengyuan laughed, sat on the edge of the bed, and said softly: "Jiaqi, you are not at home. I am so depressed that I am not in the mood to cook."

Song Jiaqi snorted, curled her lips and said, "Now that you know how to coax people, why did you yell at me this morning?"

Fang Zhengyuan touched his chin and said with a smile: "Jiaqi, there is no overnight feud between husband and wife. There is a quarrel at the head of the bed and a fight at the end of the bed. Next time this happens again, don't run home. Not only can't the problem be solved, but it will also make people quarrel. It’s strange that the old man is worried.”

Song Jiaqi stroked her hair gently and said dissatisfiedly: "You have taken advantage of all the truth in Daqing. Is it my fault again?"

Fang Zhengyuan chuckled and said bitterly: "That's not true. It's just that I was scolded by my mother-in-law just now. I really can't stand it."

Song Jiaqi spat lightly and whispered: "Then who can be blamed? Isn't it the fault of the two of us for not living up to expectations?"

Fang Zhengyuan did not argue, but laughed a few times, turned his head, and said to me with a smile: "Xiaoquan, you go out for a walk first, and let me apologize to my wife. You are beside me, so I can't say a lot."

I nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then I won't be a light bulb, but you two, please don't quarrel anymore."

Song Jiaqi smiled sweetly and said softly: "Little brat, what do you know? How can a couple live their lives without bickering?"

I was a little speechless, shook my head and left. I came to the yard and watched Aunt Wenying feeding the chickens. I smiled and said, "Auntie, my son-in-law is here. Why don't you kill a chicken as a reward?"

Aunt Wenying snorted and complained: "This son-in-law is really wrong. He has no abilities and a bad temper."

I grinned and said softly: "Brother Fang had some shortcomings in the past, but since he wants to change, we must give him a chance."

Aunt Wenying put down the basin, wiped her hands on her apron a few times, frowned and complained, "Xiaoquan, tell me, with the appearance of your sister Jiaqi, what kind of person would you find if you left Fang Zhengyuan? "

I nodded and said with a smile: "That's true, but Sister Jiaqi still has feelings for him."

Aunt Wenying looked back and said nothing. After a while, she sighed and frowned: "Xiaoquan, go to the back mountain and call the old man back. Let's make dumplings for our family to eat tonight."

"Okay, Auntie, I'll go right away." I readily agreed, walked out of the yard, and walked along the rugged path toward the mountainside.