What did you say? Am I a pauper again?

Chapter 72 A match made in heaven

Xiao Songyan was working alone in the fields.

Jing Yuanzhi slept so darkly that he didn't even know where he was when he woke up. He was completely confused.

I sat on the ground and woke up for a long time before God knew who I was, where I was, and what I wanted to do.

When I looked up, I saw that the work in the field had been finished. Where was Song Yan?
Jing Yuanzhi turned his head to look for someone.

"Sister, are you awake?" Song Yan's voice sounded like it was in her ears.

Oh, right next to her ear, Song Yan was sitting next to Jing Yuanzhi, she didn't see it just now.

"You do the work in the fields?"

That was too fast. Although Jing Yuanzhi didn't know what time it was, she could tell by looking at the position of the sun that she should have slept for about three hours.

"Of course I'm not alone. Brother Jiang is here to help." Song Yan shook his head.

"What about your brother Jiang?" Jing Yuanzhi did not see Jiang Feng.

"Brother Jiang has gone back. He said that he had not finished his work in the afternoon, so he went back to do his work."

After Song Yan finished speaking, he looked at Jing Yuanzhi's face carefully. When he saw that everything was okay, he said, "Sister, if you're okay, let's go back first."

"Okay." Jing Yuanzhi stood up, picked up his things and went back with Song Yan.

After a good night's sleep, I really feel better. I feel much more energetic and feel less exhausted.

After returning home, Jing Yuanzhi remembered that Jiang Feng was coming to teach Song Yan martial arts, and that Jiang Feng's help was all needed for today's work.

I want to make something delicious to entertain people.

If you have freshly bought flour at home, let’s cook noodles. The main reason is that there is nothing else at home.

Jing Yuanzhi went to the backyard and pulled out a few cabbage plants, washed them and put them away before starting to knead the dough.

At this time, Jiang Feng came.

Jing Yuanzhi saw him coming and came out to say hello: "We'll have dinner at my house this afternoon. I'm ready."

Jiang Feng did not refuse, "Okay."

He had done so much for her today, and if he didn't agree, she would definitely repay it with other things.

"Brother Jiang, should we start now?" Song Yan couldn't wait for a long time.

"Well, let's start now." Jiang Feng touched Xiao Song Yan's hair.

Not to mention, Xiao Song Yan's hair was soft and fluffy. No wonder Jiang Feng and Jing Yuanzhi both liked to touch it.

Jiang Feng and Song Yan were practicing martial arts outside, while Jing Yuanzhi was kneading dough inside.

It would have been nice if the meat hadn't been sold out today, but Qiu Yang couldn't bear to let go of the meat when he saw it, so Jing Yuanzhi had no choice but to sell it all to them.

I'll go for a walk in the mountains tonight and look for medicinal herbs.

Jiang Feng and Song Yan practiced till they were all sweaty, and heard Jing Yuan calling for dinner.

The two of them washed up before coming in to eat.

It is a very simple noodle, but it is made of white flour, which makes it very rare.

After all, in this era, no one knows how to make noodles and is willing to use all flour. They always mix in some whole grains.

Song Yan had not eaten enough at noon and had just practiced with Jiang Feng for a long time. When he came in and smelled the fragrance of white flour, his stomach growled.

Song Yan quickly covered her stomach and her face turned red.

"Haha, Yanyan is hungry?" Jing Yuanzhi heard and laughed.

"You're not particularly hungry." Song Yan said in a small voice, trying to make amends.

"After practicing for so long, it wouldn't be normal if I wasn't hungry." Jiang Feng also said with a smile. Only then did Song Yan's red cheeks stop from continuing to turn red.

Three people, three bowls of noodles, but Jiang Feng's was more than Jing Yuanzhi and Song Yan put together, after all, he was such a big man there.

The noodles are very fragrant, and even if the noodle soup is not made from broth, it is still very delicious.

Song Yan didn't know the last time he had pure noodles, and they were mixed with thick noodles. How could they smell so good now? He had buried his head and never raised it.

After eating, Jiang Feng took Song Yan to wash the dishes consciously.

Jing Yuanzhi was walking in the yard. She wanted to go to the mountains again tonight. She would eat now and go to bed later.

Jiang Feng finished washing the dishes and left. After he left, Jing Yuanzhi went to sleep in the room.

Song Yan knew that her sister might be going up the mountain to find herbs at night, so she didn't disturb her.

Jiang Feng was returning to the Educated Youth Courtyard from Song Yu's house, and was stopped a little in front of the Educated Youth Courtyard.

The girl who delivered the eggs that day.

Jiang Feng looked at Liu Chen standing in front of him, wondering what she was going to do.

"Jiang...Brother Jiang, I saw you went to Song Yu's house, helping her work and eating with them!" Liu Chen was a little shy and timid at first, but when he saw the tall and handsome Jiang Feng in front of him, his heart was beating fast. That bit of fear and timidity was forgotten.

Jiang Feng thought that when he was eating at Song Yu's house, he felt some movement outside, but he didn't expect it to be the girl in front of him.

He actually knew that she was the only daughter of the brigade captain's family. She was from the county cultural troupe. She usually worked in the county. Why had she been wandering around Dashan Village every day in the past few days?
Seeing that Jiang Feng remained silent, Liu Chen thought he was scared, so he loudly said: "Brother Jiang, if you promise to be with me, I won't tell these things."

As he spoke, his face turned red, but he still bravely raised his head and looked at Jiang Feng, and said shyly: "After you fall in love with me, you can no longer have contact with Song Yu and the others, and neither can other girls."

Jiang Feng felt baffled when he heard what Liu Chen said. He and Song Yu had a normal relationship. At first, it was because he liked Song Yan. Later, he helped her so much because he felt that the two siblings were pitiful. But he and Song Yu It doesn't matter at all.

Besides, when he decided to teach Song Yan martial arts, he never thought of hiding or hiding his relationship with their siblings.

"I don't have feelings for you, and I won't date you. Song Yu, my sister and I, are aboveboard and have a normal relationship. You can just say what you want." After saying this, Jiang Feng left.

Ignore Liu Chen.

The embarrassment and embarrassment in the cafeteria last time surrounded Liu Chen again. She did this for him. Why did he still not like her?
Tears fell silently. Liu Chen stood there with his shoulders shaking, looking very pitiful.

But after crying for a while, she raised her head again.

He turned around and looked at Jiang Feng's walking figure. He was tall and straight, and even his back was so handsome and charming.

She won't give up. Both her parents said that a woman chases a man, but he just doesn't see the good in her now.

They are a match made in heaven, inseparable, and no one can stop them!
After gathering his emotions, Liu Chen took firm steps back home.

That Song Yu, the situation at home is like that, she doesn't look like a toe of hers, she looks like a yellow-faced woman, how can she be so shameless that Brother Jiang does so many things for her?
It seemed that he was looking for an opportunity to lecture her.

Jiang Feng returned home, fetched water and took a bath. It was summer and the weather was hot, so a bucket of cold water would do the trick.

Just while washing, the scene of a girl kneading dough in the kitchen flashed in my mind.

With a slightly exerting expression and beautiful eyes with a smile, she kneaded the dough in her hands seriously. Although her face was yellow, he knew that she was disguised. Even so, her face looked much more pleasing to the eye and more beautiful than the inexplicable girl he met today.

Jiang Feng shook the water from his hair. Why did he think of her?

Jiang Feng didn't think much, shook off the water, dried himself, put on his coat and went out.

He has something to do today and cannot delay.

When Jingyuan woke up, it was already dark.

I asked Bamao, it was around two o'clock in the evening, just right.

She took the sickle and bag and went up the mountain again.

(End of this chapter)