The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman

"That's right, you are so capable now, Qiao Yun has finally made it through."

Qiao Erniang sighed, talking about Qiao Yun's difficulties in these years, Nan Jun just listened quietly.

"The land ahead is your family's land, take advantage of the good weather these two days, dig out the land earlier, and don't miss the sowing."

Qiao Erniang was afraid that Nan Junnian would not understand the priorities when she was a child, and if the good time was missed by playing, it would be bad.

"Okay, thank you."

Nan Jun pursed his lips in response, and did not forget to thank Erniang Qiao.

I don't know whether to thank her for telling many stories about Qiao Yun's past, or for her kind reminder.

Qiao Erniang was startled, then waved her hands and left with a big smile.

It's rare for her peasant family to say such polite words, but when these words came from Nan Jun's mouth, they didn't appear abrupt at all.

Nan Jun picked up the **** for the first time, and the sweat from his forehead flowed down his cheeks and dripped into the turned soil.

As the sun rose gradually, the men who stayed at home came to deliver food one after another, and a small road suddenly became lively.

Nan Jun wiped off his sweat casually, and looked at his results all morning, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Whether you are an emperor or a gentry, intrigue is always inevitable.

Going around, it turns out that the simplest life is to return to the original, but this throat is very dry.

Nan Jun has always planned to save more money in the future, go to the town to open a shop or buy more land, and then rent out the three acres of land in her hand, so she can take Qiao Yun around to have a look.

There was a sound of slight footsteps behind him, and Nan Jun turned around abruptly. When he saw that the person coming was not the Qiao Yun he was thinking of, the tenderness on his face immediately turned into a polite smile.

"Xiaoyan is here to deliver food to the village head aunt!"

Nan Jun greeted him politely, and then buried himself in his work.

Qiao Yan looked at Nan Jun's sweaty face, and couldn't help but move in her heart. She took out a bowl from the basket she was carrying, poured some water, and handed it to Nan Jun.

"Sister Nanjun, let's rest for a while and drink some water by the way."

It was the first time Nanjun went to the field, and he went out with his head in his hands after only having breakfast, forgetting to bring some water.

Seeing the water Qiao Yun handed over, Nan Jun was not polite, and directly reached out to take it, and gulped it down.

"Thank you Xiaoyan for the water."

Nan Jun handed the bowl to Qiao Yan and thanked her with a smile.

Qiao Yan took it with a blushing face, lowering her eyes shyly, not daring to look up at her.

Dad said that he went to Qiao Yun's brother and told him about getting married with Nan Jun.

Qiao Yan had to be more prudent on a daily basis, the family wanted him to marry Nan Jun, since he knew about this, he had already regarded Nan Jun as his wife in his heart.

Qiao Yun took out a clean handkerchief from his cuff and handed it to Nan Jun, muttering, "Sister Nan Jun, wipe off your sweat!"

Nan Jun looked at the plain handkerchief, then at the dirt on his own hands, and waved his hands hurriedly.

"No, it's getting late, Xiaoyan, hurry up and deliver food to your mother!"

As he spoke, Nan Jun pinched his sleeves and wiped his sweat.

"Sister Nanjun hasn't had lunch yet, has she?"

Qiao Yan ate a lot of food when she came to fashion, so she planned to send a copy to Nan Jun.

"Yun'er will send it over later, you go and send it to the village head aunt first!"

Nan Jun smiled and rejected Qiao Yan's kindness, but she was still waiting for the food made by Qiao Yun himself!

It's just that the actions of the two fell into the eyes of the little man not far away, but they changed their appearance again.

Qiao Yun got up not long after Nanjun left the house. He washed the clothes Nanjun had changed, and then cut a large piece of frozen meat, busy cooking for Nanjun.

Thinking of Nanjun's hard work in the field, Qiao Yun cooked two meat dishes with rare generosity.

He came a step late because he wanted the stew to be softer.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yun saw Qiao Yan delivering water and handkerchiefs to Nan Jun from a distance, Nan Jun smiled warmly, Qiao Yan smiled shyly, and the two chatted happily.

They stand together like this, what a match!

Holding the basket in one hand and covering his chest with the other, Qiao Yun felt that his heart was about to break.

But shouldn't he be happy for her?

She has a man she likes, she will get married naturally in the future, have a few more children, and live happily as a family, isn't that what he wants?

It's just that he is going to become that redundant person after all.

In the future, someone will wash and cook for her, so he is useless.

In the future, someone will accompany her to smile sweetly, and he can only watch from a distance.

In the future, someone will bear daughters and raise children for her, but it has nothing to do with him.

Qiao Yun staggered and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he supported the big tree beside him, and managed to stabilize his body.

Seeing Qiao Yan leave with a smile, Qiao Yun tried hard to control his emotions and walked slowly towards Nanjie.

He thought, if Nan Jun said that she liked Qiao Yan, then he would propose marriage for him and make her wish come true.

Nan Yan, who was sweating profusely and waving a hoe, didn't notice the person standing beside her, until a cold veil touched her forehead, she stopped her hands and looked up at the person .

"You came…"

The joy in Nanyun's eyes did not seem to be fake, but Qiao Yun's attitude made Qiao Yun feel much better.

"Take a break!"

Qiao Yun walked all the way from the ground, and then he had to admit that Nan Jun was really good. He couldn't finish these tasks in three days before, but she only took a long time.

Nan Jun stretched his head and let Qiao Yun wipe her sweat away. The sweet fragrance that brushed the tip of his nose from time to time drove away the exhaustion in Nan Jun's body. At this moment, only satisfaction remained.

"It's my fault, I forgot to prepare water for you."

Seeing Nanjun holding the water bag and drinking bowl after bowl of water, Qiao Yun said guiltily.

He has no one to teach him, how could he think of carrying water when he goes to the ground?

Just looking at Nan Jun's obviously thirsty appearance made him feel distressed.

"Drink slowly."

Qiao Yun's eyes turned red as he spoke.

He really couldn't do anything well, not even take care of her.

Thinking of Qiao Yan's family, and thinking about how he dragged her down, Qiao Yun made a decision in his heart.

"I don't blame you, I left in a hurry and forgot to bring it."

Not wanting to see him blame himself, Nan Jun hastily coaxed softly.

Qiao Yun pursed her lips and said nothing, just took out a still wet towel from the basket and handed it to Nan Min, asking her to wipe off her muddy hands.

"Yun'er is really careful."

Nan Jun chuckled, she knew that Qiao Yun always liked to be clean, and she didn't forget to bring a wet towel when she went out to deliver her meals.

"Are you starving?"

Qiao Yun pulled Nan Jun to sit on the sackcloth he brought, and laid out the meals he had prepared one by one.

"It's so fragrant!"

Nan Jun is always used to pick some food for Qiao Yun before eating, and watching Qiao Yun eat, she feels extremely satisfied in her heart.

The meat in the bowl is Qiao Yun's love for Nan Jun, and the dishes that Nan Jun took the initiative to give Qiao Yun are his love for him.