Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 197 I really want to marry you tomorrow

Dani, who got angry for a long time, was so angry that her head was buzzing, she dragged Song Jiaming to the small house behind the porcelain kiln, and walked aggressively.

Song Jiaming curled up his mouth and silently looked down at the hand holding him.Dry and rough, the joints are thick, and the paint that is too late to wash is still stuck on it.

The thick and short fingers are not very good-looking, and they are not soft, but they hold his equally ugly hand tightly, strong and warm.

It was very difficult to hold her hand in the past, but today I took the initiative.The aggressive posture of protecting him just now was like his wife's, which brought their relationship closer.

Pushing open the door of the rest room, Dani let go of her hands with a livid face, squatted down and took out a set of old clothes for work from the low cabinet.

Turning his head to complain, he saw Song Jiaming leaning against the door frame and smiling meaningfully at her.

Dani suddenly came back to her senses and blushed, grabbed the white washed trousers on her knees, lowered her eyes and muttered in a low voice: "I just rushed to talk about that, I didn't mean that."

She doesn't like to quarrel with others, and she rarely utters those harsh words to save face as she did just now.

It was really brought up by the fire.
Song Jiaming closed the door with his backhand, stepped forward to pick up the hem of his long gown, squatted on the ground and looked at her pretty face with a smile, "Where is it, huh?"

He was so close that he didn't have to look very closely to see the tiny scar on his chin from the haste of shaving.

Further up is the happy lips, Dani remembered the embarrassing incident that was interrupted by Uncle Song at the door, her face became hotter immediately, she lowered her head and unconsciously picked the patch on the trousers.

"I just can't see them bullying people. I went to wash clothes before, and they said behind their backs that Xia's words were terrible. I told Aunt Yao a few times."

"I don't know how to do business, but I know that doing business requires capital. I owe so much money to the village. I borrowed from them. What will you and Uncle Song do?"

The paint on the fingers dried up, and when I picked the fabric, the powder from the nails rubbed against it.She quickly patted it clean, looked at the pair of big patches on the knees of Song Jiaming's trousers, pursed her lips and continued.

"You are stupid and talkative, I was afraid that you would lose face and agreed to them. Even if you have leftovers, you shouldn't lend them. You have to pay back the favors you owe the girl. Mingxia is clever, and when the time comes, she saves money and gives it to her." Buy more materials, and go to the town to set up a flower stall, which will definitely make a difference."

Song Jiaming grabbed her hand and squeezed it, and looked at her with a smile, "You helped me plan so carefully like a little daughter-in-law, why didn't I see you think about yourself?"

Dani blushed and pulled out her hand, "Who is your daughter-in-law... who is your daughter-in-law!"

Suddenly being hugged, two warm lips pressed against her, she was so startled that she pushed him quickly.

But the push was too hard, Song Jiaming didn't squat very seriously in the first place, when he kissed the person he was thinking of, all his attention was on his lips, he didn't defend himself at once, and fell straight backwards while holding her.

With a muffled bang, Dani, who threw herself on Song Jiaming, was taken aback, and hurriedly half-propped up and touched the back of his head, speaking incoherently, panicked and annoyed, "I, I didn't mean it, do you hurt me?"

Following Song Jiaming's embarrassed eyes on herself, she couldn't continue.

where she is now
riding position
Shame to death
Grabbing Dani who was struggling to get up in a hurry, Song Jiaming stretched out his hand to hold the back of her head and pressed down, "I really want to marry you tomorrow."

a long time.

The wooden door was opened again, Dani covered her lips, looked around, and ran out blushing.

Song Jiaming, who was sitting on the ground, lowered his head embarrassingly, his chest fluctuated, licked his lips that seemed to still have a soft touch, looked back at the back outside, and laughed softly.

In the past, there were quite a few people working in porcelain kilns, and those married men often chatted with nasty jokes.

It turns out that a woman's lips are really sweeter than honey.
In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun made the Jinyang River magnificent and soft. Shu Yingtong walked towards the river with a wooden basin in his hands, with an unhappy expression on his face.

In the early morning, the bustling river became much quieter in the evening, like a tired child. There were only a few women squatting on the laundry table to work.

Shu Yingtong picked the most downstream one, and took out the urine ring and small clothes in the basin with her fingers.

Zhu Yu went to dig the pond, and Zhenniang was not feeling well and lay on the bed while taking the baby. The urine rings with all the feces and urine were put aside, and she was free, so she simply washed them by the river.

People in the village always say that the little baby does not eat whole grains, only drinks milk, and is very clean.

She understands the reason, but the smell is really indescribable.
Squatting on the stone platform next door was a young woman with a bright and beautiful face. Like many middle-aged women, she was wearing a headscarf, and the cloth she used was brown without flowers.

The half-worn white butterfly dress on her body and the indigo patched cotton trousers looked extremely incompatible. Seeing Shu Yingtong walked to the stone platform next to him and whispered hello, he didn't speak again.

With his head lowered, he carefully scrubbed the large basin of clothes in front of him.

Hearing a disgusted click from the side, she raised her head and took a quick glance. Shu Yingtong was swinging back and forth in the river frowning with a pee ring stuck to her feces.

A baby of several months can't drink rice porridge yet, and the baby's milk is all loose, sticking to the cotton cloth and it's very difficult to wash.

Looking at her face, it was clear that she was not used to this kind of dirty work. The young woman hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Girl, why don't I wash it. My basin is almost finished."

Shu Yingtong frowned, and suddenly heard someone calling her from the next door, so she turned her head and took a serious look.

I didn't look carefully before, but now I realized that this person is not from Nancun.

Now Nanbei Village is quite a distance away, the dormitory building is not next to the river, and there are canals and wells, so there are not many people who come to wash clothes by the river.

She was no stranger to this man, and he was considered a celebrity in the village.It's just that in the mouths of others, the reputation is not very good.

"Okay, I'll wash it for you, thank you." Shu Yingtong replied simply, throwing the urine ring in his hand back into the basin and moving it to the next table.

"Hey!" The young woman responded bluntly, her voice was full of joy, she lowered her head and started to work quickly, "Then I'll wash these first, and put them at the door of the girl's house after washing. Go ahead and get busy!"

"It's nothing important." Shu Yingtong washed her hands, got up and was about to go to the pond to see the progress, and suddenly looked back at her, "Have you finished taking your medicine? How is it?"

This woman did not come with the original refugees, but was brought back when a young student from Beicun went to the county in the twelfth lunar month of last year.

At that time, there was a sensation in the village for a while. This woman was called Caijuan, and it was almost to the point where everyone shouted and beat the rats crossing the street.

If it weren't for the protection of the young man named Yoshida, it would be difficult to stay in this village.

Caijuan was a little embarrassed, and secretly glanced at Shu Yingtong who looked calm, her heart filled with gratitude, "Thank you girl and uncle, it's all right. I didn't mean not to come to thank me."

Shu Yingtong stepped up the slope and waved his hands casually, "It doesn't matter."

(End of this chapter)