Small peasant girl

Chapter 37 Friend Yang Cui
When that kind of thing happened again during the Chinese New Year, how could I still be in the mood.

Until now, Su Jinxia had no time to go out.

However, she didn't call Erya and Liuya when she went out this time, because she just wanted to be alone for a while.

The old Su's family lived in the northeast corner of the village, and there were only two rows of houses behind the huge house.

Except for Su Ju's family and the village chief's family in Sujia Village, the rest of the family live on the land.

So life is very difficult.

Walking all the way to the south, the houses Su Jinxia met along the way were all adobe houses.

Most of the roofs are made of thatch, and occasionally some people use big green tiles.

There are more than 300 households in Sujia Village, which is considered a big village.

More than half of the people in the village are surnamed Su, and the rest are basically people surnamed Yang and Fan.

The folk customs in the ancient countryside were simple and honest, and most of the neighbors knew each other.

Along the way, Su Jinxia met many people.

She greeted them one by one as before.

The village is full of mud, and Su Jinxia's feet were covered with a lot of mud along the way.

Seeing that there was really nothing to see in the village, she had only been out for a quarter of an hour before she planned to go back.

But before she turned around, she heard someone calling her.

"Yang Cui."

Su Jinxia heard someone calling her, and turned around when she heard the voice was more familiar.

At first glance, the person who called her was Yang Cui, who grew up with her.

Su Jinxia yelled and walked towards Yang Cui.

"Why did you go with the basket?"

Seeing that Yang Cui was holding a basket in his hand and covered with a big green cloth, Su Jinxia glanced at it and asked curiously.

"I just came back from my grandma's house and brought back some food."

Seeing that Su Jinxia was so curious, Yang Cui didn't hide it, she lifted the big green cloth and gave Su Jinxia a look.

Sure enough, the basket was full of multigrain steamed buns.

"Then, here's one for you. My grandma just steamed it at noon, and it's still soft."

With that said, Yang Cui took out a multigrain steamed bun from the basket and handed it to Su Jinxia.

Seeing how generous she was, Su Jinxia smiled, waved her hands repeatedly and said, "You'd better take it home and eat, I'm not hungry."

The food in the whole village was robbed by bandits.

Now who has no shortage of food at home.

Although this multigrain steamed bun is not precious, it is still a good thing.

How could Su Jinxia want her things, so she quickly refused.

"Well then, you don't want to forget it."

Seeing Su Jinxia waving her hands again and again, she even hid her hands behind her back.

Yang Cui shook her head, and took the miscellaneous grain steamed buns back.

Then he looked at Su Jinxia and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back quickly, and I will go to your house to find you another day."

"Hey, then I'll wait for you at home."

Hearing what Yang Cui said, Su Jinxia didn't stop her, and replied with a smile.

Then he waved to Yang Cui and continued to drive back.

She returned home soon, but as soon as Su Jinxia walked to the door, she saw a 15-year-old boy standing at the door of her house.

The boy was wearing a thin cyan robe, a blue long scarf around his head, and was dressed as a scholar.

At this moment, he was holding a clay plate in his hand, and a large bowl was covered on the plate.

Su Jinxia knew this person, his name was Yang Zihang, he was a scholar.

People gave him the nickname 'Little Scholar of the Yang Family'.

"Little Xiucai, what are you doing standing in front of my house?"

Yang Zihang was standing by the gate, looking in through the low mud wall.

His back was facing Su Jinxia, ​​so he didn't notice her.

(End of this chapter)