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Qiao Jiwei had also heard more or less about Qian's mother rejecting marriage proposals.But he didn't care, anyway, he didn't plan to marry a wife and have children in this life.Qian's mother just saved him some trouble by doing this.

When Qian Dayong heard that someone liked Qiao Jiwei, he felt a little flustered in his heart.He really didn't want Qiao Jiwei to leave here one day. If this happened, he didn't know how sad it would be.

But who can be a man without marrying a wife and having children? This is a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years, and no one can surpass it. He hates this tradition very much at this time.

It would be great for Qiao Jiwei if he could be a bachelor for the rest of his life.In this case, Qiao Jiwei has no one to choose, so he can only make do with him.Anyway, it's the same with women, and it's also the same with him, Qian Dayong, so what's the big deal.

Thinking about it, he suddenly felt that his thoughts were very strange. How could he care so much about a man, to the point where he even interfered with Qiao Jiwei's bridal chamber.When did this start?Is this kind of thinking too shameless?

But the selfish nature of human beings eventually overwhelmed Qian Dayong's last bit of rationality. Qian Dayong's desire to monopolize Qiao Jiwei became more and more intense. Treat him; or do something to stop Qiao Jiwei from marrying a wife.If Qiao Jiwei feels lonely in the future, he can spend time with him day and night, no matter what Qiao Jiwei asks him to do, he will listen.

At this time, Qiao Jiwei was arranging the sackcloth and sneezed involuntarily.A string in his heart suddenly tightened, and for some unknown reason, it seemed that someone was plotting against him.

At noon the next day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the black clouds pressed down to a very low position in the sky, as if a large army was approaching.But half an hour later, there was a sudden flash in the sky, and the violent thunder came to people's ears in the next few seconds. There was a "boom", like a cannonball, which made people's eyes widen in fright.

Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, and the raindrops became more and more dense, and soon turned into heavy rain, and the sky and the earth were all gray, leaving only the incessant sound of raindrops hitting the floor.

It has been raining heavily for the past few days, making it impossible to cook the dye, so I have to sit in the bedroom to spend the day.

This is indeed a good thing for Qian Dayong, and he just took advantage of this incident to cultivate his relationship with Qiao Jiwei.But Qiao Jiwei himself didn't think so.The matter of dyeing the linen clothes was delayed, and he had nothing to do these days, and his idle hands were itchy.What's more, he doesn't like this kind of rainy weather.

Qian Dayong saw that Qiao Jiwei was frowning, and felt that Qiao Jiwei had something on his mind.While thinking about how to relieve Qiao Jiwei, "Xiaowei, what are you worried about?"

Qiao Jiwei shook his head, his face drooping: "No."

Facing Qiao Jiwei's reaction, Qian Dayong smiled: "Let me tell you a story!"

But Qiao Jiwei responded with silence.

Seeing that Qiao Jiwei didn't answer, Qian Dayong thought that Qiao Jiwei acquiesced: "Once upon a time there was a woodcutter who was very afraid of tigers. Once he went up the mountain to cut firewood and missed the hour. It was completely dark and he couldn't see any light. A tiger yelled around him, and he was too scared to move his legs, so he ran away. At this moment, a thin man came over and said that he could lead him out of the forest, and the man followed him. What about the thin man? Cheng wanted to bring him into the tiger's den..."

"Stop!" Qiao Jiwei raised his hand to stop it, showing disdain on his face, and Qian Dayong, this is a popular science idiom for him, he didn't have the time to listen to a Chinese class, "Is that skinny man a ghost who was eaten by a tiger?"

Qian Dayong nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, how do you know?"

Qiao Jiwei didn't answer, but looked away.

Qian Dayong saw that this story could not attract him, so he had to tell another one:

"One day, it was raining heavily, like today. A couple took their daughter to a hut in the field to shelter from the rain. There was no one in the hut, and the two will-o'-the-wisps flickered in front of them, and suddenly they were at the table. An old woman and an old man were sitting on the chairs. The couple told them they would stay overnight, and the old woman agreed. Apart from the sound of rain, there was an inexplicable whining sound outside. The man went outside to have a look What happened? After the man left, the old man said that he was sleepy and wanted to sleep in the room with the old woman. The rainwater flowed into the house little by little. Oh, that's bright red blood. I was so scared that the woman ran into the house with the little girl. There was no one in the house at all, and the woman only saw two bones on the bed. The man left Come in, the face is so white, it's like a layer of smear. The man grabbed the girl's neck and said that he was actually a ghost. The old man and the old woman are his parents. He brought her and his daughter here today. Just move here to live.”

Qiao Jiwei listened with indifference the whole time, and after Qian Dayong finished speaking, he just curled the corner of his mouth and put on a smile for Qian Dayong, which seemed to be a symbolic comfort to Qian Dayong.

This was the scariest story Qian Dayong could think of at the moment. Qiao Jiwei didn't have any violent reaction, just like Mr. Xuetang's reaction when he heard his apprentice recite the Three Character Classic, and the apprentice didn't recite it fluently at all.

Qian Dayong's original goal was to frighten Qiao Jiwei, and it would be best if he threw himself into his arms so that he could comfort him.According to this posture, if a ghost really appeared, Qiao Jiwei might have such a cold and fearless expression.

But what words can please Qiao Jiwei?Qian Dayong really couldn't figure it out for a while.

Three days later in the morning, the sun could be regarded as a cloud.After several days of watering by wind and rain, the weeds in the crop field grew wildly, almost covering the crops.

Qiao Jiwei and Qian Dayong got weeds from bean and corn fields in addition to dyeing hemp clothes.The weeds are tenacious and can grow to be higher than a person's knee in a few days.

The morning sun was as venomous as a stove. Qiao Jiwei felt a little dizzy after plucking the grass in the bean field for a while. He thought he didn't sleep well last night, so he didn't care much. Didn't notice Qiao Jiwei's abnormality.

Then they had to go to the mountain to pluck the grass in the corn field. Qiao Jiwei and Qian Dayong worked from the morning after dinner until almost noon.The sun rose higher and higher, projecting heat from the sky to every corner of the earth.Qiao Jiwei became more and more absent-minded when he was drawing grass, and felt his limbs were sore and weak.

A little hare happened to run by, and Qian Dayong recalled Qiao Jiwei's fascinated look when he saw the hare running that day, so he got up and left the field, striding up the hill to catch the little hare.At this time, he was already flushed and sweating profusely.After running for about a mile, I caught the little hare.

Holding the little rabbit's ears and going back, he saw Qiao Jiwei collapsed in the cornfield from a distance.Thrilled, he quickly put down the rabbit and ran to Qiao Jiwei, "Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Qiao Jiwei has been in a coma, unable to hear Qian Dayong's call at all.Qiao Jiwei stretched out his hand to check Qiao Jiwei's breath, his breathing was very rapid, Qian Dayong guessed that he might have suffered from heat stroke.

Qian Dayong stretched out his hand to carry Qiao Jiwei on his back, ran like desperately, and tried his best to make Qiao Jiwei comfortable on his back.

Qian Dayong ran out of breath, screaming "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhs

Qiao Jiwei woke up several times in the middle, only seeing a large piece of flesh color in front of him.Dingqing saw that she was on Qian Dayong's back.The front of the neck was wet, with a few lines of sweat beads winding down, and it was a deep bronze color, which was really beautiful.

Qian Dayong's back is strong and broad, and it is very comfortable to lie on it, so Qiao Jiwei does not reject such close contact between the two.Besides, for some reason, Qiao Jiwei felt at ease on Qian Dayong's back, and felt an inexplicable sense of security.

As soon as he got home, Qian Dayong put Qiao Jiwei under the bed curtain, and wiped Qiao Jiwei's whole body with a wet towel soaked in cold water. Only then did the temperature on Qiao Jiwei's body drop, and his shortness of breath was no longer there.

This time, Qiao Jiwei lay on the bed for two days. Qiao Jiwei didn't expect his body to be so fragile. If he was often sick or was stimulated by the outside world, he would not have the energy to do many things he wanted to do.Qiao Jiwei intends to make up for this body. Even if he can't achieve Qian Dayong's muscular physique, Qiao Jiwei is satisfied with half of it.

For the past two days, Qian Dayong sat in the bedroom in his spare time while he was dyeing the sackcloth, ready to feed medicine or help with excretion, or simply to relieve Qiao Jiwei's boredom, and to respond to every request.

Work in the embroidery room of the garment store is in full swing.

After these days of training, all the girls brought by Cuihua have mastered certain embroidery skills, and can embroider colorful and distinct pictures on linen clothes.The embroiderer in the room was very satisfied with their results, and felt that they would be able to graduate in two or three days.

Cuihua was persuading a girl from the same village: "I see you are embroidering all day long, why can't you take a break?"

The girl grabbed the needle and threaded the red thread through the sackcloth: "How can I get a dowry for myself if I don't embroider?"

Cuihua replied: "Could it be possible to make my husband-in-law respect me and my mother-in-law treat me kindly if I get too much dowry?"

The girl sighed: "Although I can't guarantee it, I always have confidence."

Cuihua hates iron for being weak, but what she said became soft fingers: "In my opinion, the most important thing is to be able to identify people and find someone who treats you sincerely, not just letting you carry on the family."

The girl lowered her head, thoughtful, "How many people like this are there in the world? We don't have the piercing eyes of the Monkey King."

But Monkey King is helpless when he comes, he can distinguish monsters, but he cannot distinguish good from bad men.