The story of a farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 70
Coming out of the old house, Ren Xiao led Ning Jian to stroll along the path in a good mood, and walked slowly along the only stream in the village, watching the flowers and plants swaying in the wind, the corners of his mouth unconsciously twitched.

"Look at how beautiful the scenery is."

In a quiet small village, white smoke flutters from the chimneys of every household, and it seems that the aroma of rice can still be smelled in the air.

Ning Jian looked up, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and agreed, "It's pretty good." He had walked this road before, but he didn't feel as deeply as he did today.

In the past, I was forced by life. Every time I walked this road, my heart was heavy, and I kept thinking about the embarrassing life. Now my life is a little better, but there is a strange beauty in seeing these flowers and plants that I often see on weekdays.Just like a picture scroll.

With a smile on the corner of Ren Xiao's mouth, he went to the side of the road, picked wild flowers and sniffed them. Although the fragrance of the flowers was very weak, in Ren Xiao's eyes, they were very beautiful.

In modern cities, the green belts are usually either shrubs or flowers and plants. The artificially planted flowers and plants are arranged in a well-regulated shape, unlike wild flowers and plants that can grow up everywhere. Some are clustered together, and some are A unique plant, even more unique style.

Ning Jian didn't urge her, but watched silently from the side, her eyes were full of doting, it was rare to see her so relaxed.

There was already a lot of trouble in the old house over Jiang Xiahua's matter, Ning Feng'er and Yuan Shi naturally didn't want Jiang Xiahua to live in the old house, after all one more person would have to eat more.

Although Ning Feng'er is married, she is also Yuan's daughter, so she naturally has the right to speak, but now that she has come to their house, it will definitely not work if she is kicked out, I am afraid she will have to speak out by herself.

Seeing their expressions, Jiang Xiahua's eyes flickered, and she knew in her heart that they were not happy for her to live here, but when she thought of Ning Jian who had just appeared here, her heart jumped wildly.

It was said that Ning Facai reconciled with it, and this allowed Jiang Xiahua to really live in it. Although Yuan Shi didn't like it, but her son had spoken, it was not good to drive the guests away now. After all, they just came and left. To them The reputation is not good.

After the two sisters of the Jiang family arrived at the house where Mrs. Jiang lived, Jiang Xiahua couldn't wait to ask: "Sister, is the second brother Ning you've been talking about at home?"

Jiang poured himself a bowl of water and said after drinking, "No, this score is bigger than anyone else, but you didn't see the face of his daughter-in-law, it's really annoying."

Hearing her mention, Jiang Xiahua remembered Ren Xiao who was there just now, and narrowed her eyes, with a dangerous light in her eyes, "Sister, didn't you say last time that your father is going to divorce this woman? Why are you still here now? "

Jiang looked in the direction of the east room mockingly, and said with a sneer, "Hugh? Why? That woman's natal family is not ordinary. She is also the daughter of a scholar. Besides, she is not at fault. Who can divorce her?"

"Didn't your old man say that Mrs. Ren is not filial? This is a big mistake, how could he not let it go?" Jiang Xiahua didn't understand. After all, she could hear her sister say this every time when she came home, and it was all about old man Ning. Dissatisfaction with the second room.

Mrs. Jiang gave her a blank look, "That's because you don't understand. This Mrs. Ren gave birth to a son. In addition to this matter, Ning Jian did not agree at all. Since the parties concerned disagreed, no one said it was useless. Now Ah, even the second child doesn't listen to the old man anymore."

Jiang Xiahua let out a long cry, "Sister, didn't you say that the second child's family has no money, but I think the gifts they sent over are comparable to those of the little landlord's family in our village."

(End of this chapter)