Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 58 Do you want to know my identity?
Looking at the things scattered on the floor and the bed, Han Qingmei also turned pale with shock: "This...what's going on here?"

"Probably those from the Jiang family have been here." Thinking of the reason, Han Duyue couldn't help but show coldness in her eyes. She originally thought not to argue too much with the Jiang family, but now it seems that it is not possible.

Han Qingmei hurriedly picked up the scattered things on the ground, frowning deeply: "But they can't do this, didn't they agree to let us stay here for three days? How could they do such a thing! "

"I guess they probably came here after hearing the news that we were building a house, and guessed that we must have hidden the money." Han Duyue bent down and took the broken body that Han Qingmei made for her earlier Picking up the flowery skirt, she patted the dirt on it and said angrily, "And I guess they came here first, and then went over there to find us."

Han Qingmei was stunned for a while before she came to her senses and stomped her feet angrily: "They are going too far, we have already left Jiang's house, how can they do this?"

"Mom, where's our family's money?" Han Duyue thought of this question now, although she carried the bank notes close to her body, but handed over the cash to Han Qingmei for safekeeping.

Han Qingmei patted her chest and said fearfully, "Fortunately, I took all the money with me when I went out today, otherwise it would be too early."

In the past, Han Qingmei would never have brought so much money with her. Today, mainly because Song Ning is here, Han Qingmei doesn't know how much money is needed to build a house, nor when to pay, so she puts all the cash on her. I carried it on my body.

It was a coincidence that he escaped a catastrophe.

After confirming that all her money was still there, Han Duyue also breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking for a while, she suggested: "Mother, didn't Aunt Lin want to talk to you before? Why don't you go to her first?" Sit there, I'll clean up here first."

Han Qingmei didn't understand what Han Duyue meant for a moment: "I'll clean up with you, besides, why did you let me go to her place?"

"Mother, since the Jiang family dares to do such a thing, they must be prepared to bear the consequences. Anyway, I don't intend to let this matter go away." Han Duyue looked at Han Qingmei seriously.

Han Qingmei was stunned by Han Duyue's gaze, and asked subconsciously, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Mother, I didn't intend to use the reason we left the Jiang family to deal with the Jiang family, at least not now, but now, I have changed my mind." Han Duyue pursed her lips and said her plan.

Han Duyue does not consider herself to be a magnanimous and good person. The principle she has always adhered to is "If people do not offend me, I will not offend; if people offend me, I will offend." Now that the Jiang family dares to provoke her, how can she Don't give those people a gift in return?
Han Qingmei raised her eyebrows in surprise: "You mean, let me tell the Lin family about this?"

"No, I want my mother to say something ironic in front of Aunt Lin. Don't say why the Jiang family is sorry for us, but say something good about the Jiang family and say something bad about ourselves." Han Duyue shook her head and said .

After hearing this, Han Qingmei couldn't help being even more puzzled: "In this case, wouldn't the people in the village think that we are ungrateful and sorry for the Jiang family?"

"Mom, you're right. If this kind of thing is spread, people in the village will definitely say bad things about us." Han Duyue nodded, and then asked, "But you think everyone will believe that it's ours?" Did you say it yourself?"

Han Qingmei frowned and thought for a while, then shook her head hesitantly: "I guess I can't? No one would take the initiative to speak ill of themselves to outsiders."

"Yes, so even if Aunt Lin told everyone that these words were told by her mother herself, the big guys might not believe them, and they might even subconsciously suspect that these words were passed on by the Jiang family. After all, whether it is Aunt Lin or Jiang Family, we all have festivals with us," Han Duyue curled his lips slightly, a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If we come to the door again, we will discuss this matter with the Jiang family, and mention it again by the way Regarding the robbery of our family, I am afraid that the big guy will be more sure that the Jiang family has spread the word."

Han Qingmei was stunned for a while, and finally understood what Han Duyue meant, but she never thought that Han Duyue had such a plan, so she was speechless for a while.

Seeing this, Han Duyue couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. She now regards Han Qingmei and Xiaonian as relatives, so she naturally has to consider each other's feelings when doing things: "Mother, do you think it's a bit unkind for me to do this?" ?”

Han Qingmei was silent for a long time, and then her eyes gradually became firm: "This is the Jiang family's wrongdoing, and that thing is indeed true. Mother didn't think it was unkind, even if it was really unkind, That's why their Jiang family was unkind."

"Mother, you seem to have really changed." Han Duyue blinked, but she still clearly remembered Han Qingmei's appearance at the beginning.

Han Qingmei sighed: "In the past, my mother felt that life was just like that, and it seemed to be the same no matter how I lived, so I endured it. But now I also understand that even if it is for you, my mother can no longer be as weak and incompetent as before. "

"Mother, you should say that even if it wasn't for us, you shouldn't be like you used to be." Han Duyue frowned. Although she was very happy that Han Qingmei loved her and Xiaonian, she didn't want her to be with her. Xiaonian occupies everything about Han Qingmei.

Han Duyue actually hopes that Han Qingmei can start a new life that truly belongs to her, not for anyone else, but for herself.

"Silly boy, I am very satisfied to be with you." Han Qingmei smiled softly.

Han Duyue sighed in her heart, and didn't say anything more. After all, it takes time for any person to change. She can subtly change Han Qingmei's mind in her life: "Mother, go to Aunt Lin's place quickly. Sit down, there is nothing to clean up here."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry anyway, mother wraps up all these things first, and then I'll just take them to your Aunt Liu." Naturally, Han Qingmei couldn't let Han Duyue work on these things alone.

When Han Duyue heard the words, she didn't urge her anymore, she just packed up her things together with Han Qingmei, and went out with Han Qingmei with a package.

"Mother, do you want me to go with you?" Han Duyue asked symbolically.

If it was before, she would definitely follow her, but she also knows that Han Qingmei is different now, besides, as the head of the family, Han Qingmei must face many problems independently, so some things should be left to Han Qingmei Good free play.

Han Qingmei shook her head: "Go to your Mrs. Liu's house first, and Mother will go back later."

"Then I'll go there first," Han Duyue nodded, and walked towards Liu Fang's house with the parcel, but only halfway there, she saw Song Ning standing on the side of the road, "Mr. Song, why are you here?" ?”

Song Ning smiled slightly at Han Duyue: "I'm waiting for you."

"Wait for me? What's the matter?" Han Duyue raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

Song Ning did not answer directly, but stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the things first, and I will carry them for you."

Han Duyue was not pretentious, and directly handed the things to Song Ning, and asked, "Mr. Song, what is the matter? Could it be something wrong with building the house?"

"It's about me. I have something to tell you. Can you walk with me?" Song Ning looked at Han Duyue seriously, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

Han Duyue was a little dazed, then nodded, and the two walked along the path.

"Xiaoyue, can I call you that?" Song Ning walked forward slowly, looking at her feet with her eyes.

Han Duyue glanced at Song Ning, she always felt that the Song Ning in front of her was a little different from before: "En."

"Xiaoyue, do you... want to know my identity?" Song Ning turned her head to look at Han Duyue, but she kept walking.

This question seemed a bit abrupt, and Han Duyue didn't know how to answer it for a while.

In fact, she had vaguely guessed that Song Ning's identity should be unusual, but she couldn't guess how unusual it was.

She can vaguely feel that this question is not a simple one, and there may be other meanings behind it, so does she want to know the answer to this question?
In all fairness, Han Duyue doesn't dislike Song Ning, but he has only met Song Ning for a few days, and he doesn't have that much affection at all.If it's friends, Han Duyue can accept it, but if it's anything else, it needs to be investigated.

But is anyone really interested in an eight-year-old girl?
Han Duyue was very curious about this, so instead of answering Song Ning's question, she asked, "Song Gongzi, why did you come to my house and why did you help me so much? Could it be because I Did you recover your purse for you?"

"Of course not. I came here probably because I think you are very different from other people, so I want to know you." Song Ning answered this question without any evasion.

After hearing this, Han Duyue could hardly help rolling her eyes. Isn't the reason too far-fetched?It seems that no two people in this world are exactly alike, right?
Song Ning actually couldn't explain why she did this, as if he still couldn't figure out why he threw his purse out at that time.

But anyway, the fact is that he did throw his wallet out, and here he is.

Sometimes, the cause of things is not so important, what matters is the result.

"No matter what, I hope to know you." Song Ning briefly summed up her thoughts.

Han Duyue looked at Song Ning: "We know each other now, is that enough?"

Is it enough?
Song Ning hadn't thought about this question, but when she first heard this question, the answer in her heart was ready: "Probably...not enough."

"Then what exactly do you want to do?" Han Duyue blinked, and then became serious, "Mr. Song, I'm just a little peasant girl, even if I'm different from others, I'm still just a peasant girl .”

"I know, but so what?" Song Ning looked at Han Duyue seriously.

This made Han Duyue not know what to say, she was silent for a while, and then said: "Could it be that you fell in love with an eight-year-old girl?"

In a word, Song Ning was stunned. He really fell in love with an eight-year-old girl?
(End of this chapter)