Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 100 Persuasion
"Yes, look at the fingerprints on it, and this signature, all written by Song Ning herself." Han Duyue nodded, feeling a little moved in her heart, even if it was her, she probably wouldn't be able to appreciate it. A man does this.

Well, it seems that it is more normal for men to do this kind of thing to women. After all, girls are shy and reserved.

Han Qingmei was stunned for a while, but the next sentence that popped up was: "Xiaoyue, could you have been deceived by this Mr. Song? After all, you can't read, maybe it's not like this , and it is also possible that this handprint is not his at all."

From Han Qingmei's point of view, how could such a thing exist? Even in rural areas where monogamy is common, women are generally respected by men. How could a man be willing to write such a thing for a woman? ?

After hearing this, the corners of Han Duyue's mouth couldn't help twitching, why is her mother so cute?

"Mother, you forgot, I'm different now, I can read and write now, so I can't read the contents of this paper wrong," Han Duyue smiled slightly, looking into Han Qingmei's eyes They all showed a sense of cunning, "As for the signing and fingerprinting, I really don't know. But even if it is fake, at least Song Ning is willing to spend this effort to lie to me, mother, don't you think?" ?”

Han Qingmei noticed Han Duyue's gaze, and couldn't help but glared at her: "You child, I'm not doing this for your own good, yet you actually laugh at me instead?"

"How dare I, am I explaining to my mother?" Han Duyue stuck out her tongue, feeling really happy in her heart, with a family who cares about her so much, and a man who is willing to write a letter of guarantee for her, life is really beautiful what.

Han Qingmei was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked a question: "Xiaoyue, Mr. Song, why would he write this kind of thing to you? He must have written this kind of thing to many people, right?"

Looking at Han Qingmei, Han Duyue really wanted to ask, mother, why are you so cute.

"Mother, I asked Song Ning to write this." Han Duyue could only admit with a suppressed smile.

After hearing this, Han Qingmei was even more shocked. She stared at Han Duyue and was speechless: "You... how could you let Mr. Song write such a thing? This is really..."

"Oh, I didn't force him to write these things, I just..." Han Duyue scratched her head, she really didn't expect that Han Qingmei's reaction to this detail was more surprising than knowing it.

But thinking about it is right, from Han Qingmei's point of view, this matter is equivalent to her forcing Song Ning to do it, so no matter how you think about it, it is a very horrifying thing.

Thinking about it this way, Han Duyue suddenly became a little embarrassed: "Mother, things are not what you think. Song Ning took the initiative to find me before, saying that he had a crush on me, and then I rejected him. That's what I said at the time With these words, I thought he would definitely give up, but who knew he would give me this letter of guarantee later on.”

It seems strange to say that, after all, there is something wrong in itself for a man to go directly to a girl and then say such a thing.

But at this time, Han Duyue couldn't control these things anymore, so she could only avoid the important and continued: "Later, I thought, if I miss this person, will I meet another person in the future, regardless of his identity No matter what your status is, you are willing to trust me all the time, willing to not take concubines for me, willing to wait for me for seven years, and willing not to let me suffer any grievances... Mother, do you think there will be such a person?"

These words were touching, Han Duyue tugged at the corner of Han Qingmei's clothes while speaking, looking pitiful.

Seeing the cute and pitiful appearance of her daughter, even if Han Qingmei wanted to get angry, she couldn't get angry.

Although she also knew that some of Han Duyue's actions were very unruly, and that of Mr. Song was even more so, but when she thought of Mr. Song's ability to do this for her daughter, Han Qingmei said something about those reproaches. No more exports.

It's just... is this really appropriate?

Han Qingmei was a little hesitant. Although she hoped that her daughter would be happy, she was afraid that this would delay her daughter's happiness. After all, in this world, very few people would do this.

After thinking and thinking, Han Qingmei was still very embarrassed, because she didn't know whether she should stop her daughter from getting closer to Song Ning, or agree to the matter between her daughter and Song Ning.

Looking at Han Qingmei's expression, Han Duyue knew what this person was worried about. She was already very satisfied. If it was someone who didn't love their children, why would they struggle and hesitate like this?

"Mother, don't worry, Song Ning and I are both out of love and out of courtesy, and we will never do anything out of the ordinary," Han Duyue thought, holding hands and hugging each other. Hug, these are absolutely reasonable, "Besides, I don't have many chances to see Song Ning, and we don't have a chance to do anything, do we?"

"You child, can you say that casually?" Han Qingmei gave Han Duyue a helpless look.

Han Duyue stuck out her tongue, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It really is good to have a sensible mother, and everything can be resolved easily.

But before she could really relax, Han Qingmei over there said nonchalantly and endlessly: "Xiaoyue, have you met Mr. Song's family?"

"No, his family is in Fucheng, and I've never been to Fucheng." Han Duyue was a little terrified. She and Song Ning probably haven't reached the stage of meeting their parents yet, right?

Han Qingmei was shocked, and murmured: "Xiaoyue, isn't Mr. Song the overseer who built the house? Why is his home in Fucheng?"

As soon as she asked this question, Han Duyue realized a very serious question. Until now, Han Qingmei didn't know Song Ning's real identity, so she immediately confessed: "Mother, actually Song Ning is not a supervisor. His family is actually a good family in Fucheng. He told me that his eldest brother is an official in the capital, and his second brother is also very talented. He is the youngest son of the family."

"Such a family..." Han Qingmei was stunned, as if she couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.

Han Duyue explained again: "But Song Ning likes to do business, so he embarked on a different path from his elder brother."

"But..." Han Qingmei glanced at Han Duyue, as if she was a little embarrassed.

Han Duyue blinked and asked, "But what? Mother, you can just say what you want, and there are no outsiders here."

"Xiaoyue, mother just thinks that Mr. Song's family is so good, how could... how could he fall in love with a family like us?" Han Qingmei asked in a low voice.

Han Duyue understood in her heart that Han Qingmei was belittling herself.

Han Duyue hurriedly comforted: "Mother, although our family is a farmer, we can develop slowly. Besides, Song Ning dare not look down on me."

(End of this chapter)