A farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 95 Meeting the Village Chief and His Son
For the next few days, Nanfeng still couldn't see Brother Ye.

She thought to herself, Brother Ye is not angry with her, is he?

However, he has no reason to be angry?
On second thought, no, he had reason to be angry.

She herself said first that she would marry whoever saved her, but later she changed her mind and said that Brother Ye was not her type. Didn't that... make it clear that Brother Ye was excluded?

Brother Ye may have misunderstood her. He thought that if someone else came to save her, she would marry.

She wanted to ask Brother Ye to explain it another day, but she felt that this matter would only get darker and darker, so she simply let it go.

Besides, Brother Ye is not a stingy person, he might really be busy.

That day, Nanfeng went to the town to sell the prey from the previous day, and after getting the silver, he waited for the mule cart at the intersection back to Daping Village.

Because she didn't come out to buy big things today, she didn't hire a mule cart, thinking about taking a ride with the wind.

The wind in early winter was chilly, and it was getting dark. Standing in the wind, she unconsciously thought of Brother Ye.

In the past few days, she went hunting alone in the mountains and went to Fumanlou alone.

I don't know what Brother Ye is busy with recently?
She missed him very much, and this kind of missing was involuntary and uncontrollable.

She was in a daze, but suddenly heard someone calling her: "Feng girl, Feng girl?"

She froze for a moment, and looked towards the source of the sound, but saw the village head and Mo Wenxuan. The father and son were sitting in a mule cart, and they should have just returned from town.

"Feng girl, what are you waiting for?" the village head asked.

Nan Feng replied: "The mule cart waiting to pass by is preparing to go back to the village."

The village chief immediately made room for him: "Come, come, sit in our car, and Uncle Mo will give you a ride back."

"Isn't that bad?" Nanfeng glanced at Mo Wenxuan who was beside him, and Mo Wenxuan looked very cold.

"What's wrong?" said the village chief, "it's getting dark. If you can't wait for the mule cart, don't you want to go back in the dark? The army is in chaos, and there are bandits everywhere. Do you dare to go?"

Mo Wenxuan on the side seemed impatient to wait, so he said to Nanfeng very rudely: "If you want to go, hurry up, don't waste our time."

"..."

In the mule cart, a driver sits in the front, and there is a flat plate in the back that can carry goods or people.But the three of them seemed a little tight in the car, and Mo Wenxuan hated Nanfeng, so he kept his face shut and didn't speak.

But the village chief was quite enthusiastic: "Girl Feng, now everyone in the village praises you, saying that the pool you took the lead in building is very good, and the fertilizer you made before... now everyone can eat it. Fresh vegetables, no need to go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables, it’s all thanks to you.”

Nanfeng is very modest: "Where is it, I am also a blind cat who met a wild mouse, and came up with such bad ideas by mistake."

"Where is that a bad idea? Think about how much embarrassment you gave our village head Daping when you confronted the folk song that time. Have you forgotten?" The village head brought up that incident again.

Nanfeng smiled again, and he was no longer modest. If he continued to be humble, the village chief would praise her again.

Besides, the village chief's tone was weird, and it might not be a real boast.

"Hey, girl Feng, what's the matter with your face? The abscess is cured?"

It was a bit dark just now, and the village chief didn't see Nan Feng's face clearly. Now that he was in the car, he could see that Nan Feng's face was different from before. He felt disgusted once he saw those disgusting abscesses.

As soon as the village chief stopped talking, Mo Wenxuan also took a look at Nanfeng.

Indeed, the big, nasty abscesses were gone, and it was just like little pimples all over my face.

In the past, whenever there was a south wind, Mo Wenxuan would first notice the abscess on her face, but now when he looked at her, he could shift his attention from the abscess to her big eyes.

(End of this chapter)