shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 90 The aunts are too enthusiastic
The sun was nice today and most of the land was dry. About an hour later, the two arrived at the entrance of Tianshui Village.

Speaking of which, it was thanks to his exile that he gained strength. Wen Zhuqing's previous body would not be able to push a cart full of things. Exile was not without its benefits, at least his body was much stronger.

It was still early, and it was not yet lunch time. Looking from a distance under the cedar tree at the entrance of the village, a group of women were gathering together to do their homework.

The melon seeds crackled, and their roaring laughter could be heard from a distance. The two of them pushed the cart by, but unexpectedly, they were stopped.

"Hey, are you here to look for relatives in our Tianshui Village? With so many things, it's possible that all the houses have been emptied." The woman with a dark square scarf on her head came to the cart and took a closer look. Looking at it, he said while eating melon seeds.

After a while, the area where Jiang Zhimiao stood was surrounded by melon seed shells. The key was that she kept talking more and more energetically, and even moved closer to her, spraying her face with saliva.

She blinked her eyes, wiped her face expressionlessly, looked at her and said, "Auntie, please speak more quietly. This spittle is spraying all over my face. Can you please stop getting so close to me?"

There was a roar of laughter, and others laughed and said: "I mean Fang Huaihua, haven't you heard what they said? Why are you so close? Why don't you stay away quickly, and don't spit on us again."

There was another burst of laughter, Fang Huaihua blushed, took two steps back, and raised her voice and said: "Hey, you little girl, why don't you know how to tease me? I'm just teasing you. Do you need to be so petty? ?”

Jiang Zhimiao smiled faintly. If he had spit on her face, the custodian would not have said that. Seeing that she was unintentional, the matter was revealed. Unexpectedly, it ended on her side and started again on Wen Zhuqing's side. .

In the blink of an eye, the women who had been gathering under the fir tree had surrounded Wen Zhuqing!

"Hey, who is a relative of this family? This kid is so handsome. Is there someone else in the family? If not, I can introduce him to you."

"Bah, let's say goodbye. Who doesn't know you? If you can't introduce me back, you don't even know what my natal family does. Our family has been in the matchmaking business for generations. Isn't it more experienced than you?"

"Come on, stop arguing. I was so scared when I didn't see the baby." Yang Shumei pushed away the two who were still arguing, came up to Wen Zhuqing, looked at him for a moment, and said, "You look handsome from a distance. Come closer. You look handsome at first glance. You are a good match for my Xinghua. Whose family are you from? Do you want to get a wife?"

Wen Zhuqing was frightened and took a step back. His brain shut down for a moment. After being confused for a while, he calmed down and said warmly: "Aunts, please stop arguing. I am a prisoner who was exiled to Tianshui Village for the time being. I have no intention of marrying, so thank you aunts for their kindness, I really can’t bear it.”

When he opened his mouth on the first day of junior high school, I felt that he spoke in a formal way. He looked like someone who had read a book. Who would have thought that he was actually a criminal and a lowly person. If a girl from this family had married , but you don’t have to endure a lifetime of hardship. When you think of this, no one mentions the marriage again.

When Wen Zhuqing saw that everyone had dispersed, he breathed a sigh of relief. The aunts were so enthusiastic that he couldn't stand it. He really couldn't stand it.

Jiang Zhimiao glanced at him angrily and felt very dissatisfied. Isn't this differential treatment?He was scornful towards her, but warm and caring towards Wen Zhuqing. The difference was probably too big.Sure enough, people are all visual animals, not to mention the enthusiasm of the aunts is not without reason. Wen Zhuqing's face is indeed good-looking. Thinking of this, Jiang Zhimiao raised an eyebrow and looked at it carefully. .

He has an outstanding appearance, handsome eyebrows, and a pair of natural glazed pupils. From her point of view, his drooping eyelashes are long and straight, his skin is dark and his lips are red. Because of thinking, his lips are pursed straight, revealing There is a sense of distance that can be seen from a distance but cannot be played with.

Jiang Zhimiao thought to himself, it's indeed good. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't think it was anything. Now that he looked at it carefully, he looked very elegant and noble. At first glance, he was not an ordinary person.

Of course, if it were whiter, it would be even more noble. Months of exposure to wind and sun would have worn away even the appearance of a celestial being. It is already very good to be able to maintain it to this extent.

Wen Zhuqing was startled when she looked him over, and he stood uneasy. Before asking the reason, he just heard her say: "It would be better if I were whiter."

Wen Zhuqing's mindless words made Wen Zhuqing look black. Was this because he disliked him?Is he black?
Looking down at his tanned honey-colored hands, he suddenly felt that what he said was somewhat correct. White was not as white as before, but black couldn't be considered black either. Wen Zhuqing's eyes moved to his phalanges, and he was convinced that he was not black. He is the true nature of a man!
Fang Huaihua, with pointed ears, replied: "What's so good about Bai, but it's useless. In my opinion, Black is the one who can live a good life at home."

Without waiting for Jiang Zhimiao to reply, Fang Huaihua continued on her own: "Listen to my aunt's advice, don't find a pretty boy to marry in the future. If this doesn't work, you will be offended today."

The clicking sound of melon seeds stopped, and Jiang Zhimiao didn't respond to her, pushing the trolley and Wen Zhuqing towards Huangtian.

White is better, black is better. She is just expressing her personal opinion. Whether it is white or not, as long as she feels comfortable, looking at the young man's leisurely and contented look, Jiang Zhimiao feels that he is quite comfortable.

Wen Zhuqing wasn't really dark, he was just a lot darker than when they first met. She said he should be whiter just because she remembered him who sounded so noble when they first met. Now that he is dark, he has become a bit lighter. Noble, a little more simple, and looks more approachable.

Of course, it would be scary if he wasn't dark. If someone could be exposed to the wind and sun for several months without getting dark, Jiang Zhimiao would doubt his identity. This is not an ordinary person. Maybe , is this also a time-travel cheat?

A quarter of an hour later, the two arrived at the field ridge. They heard the sound of children laughing from a distance. They gathered their strength, increased their speed, and pushed steadily on the field ridge.

The road on the field ridge was narrow, and there was no limit to the capacity of one cart. The two of them walked on the field ridge one foot at a time, for fear that the cart would slip and fall if they were not careful.

The cart was empty before, so I wasn’t so particular about it. If it fell, I would just reach out and catch it. But now the cart is full. If it fell, I would be in trouble. I just put things away. It’s enough for them to eat a pot, let alone carry it up.

Today, we bought too much in the last episode. There were three layers inside and three layers outside. The two of them crossed the field ridge with caution.

(End of this chapter)