Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

She and Zhao Ping are not relatives, and he and Zhao Wenshui are now separated from each other, and they have nothing to do with the people from the old Zhao family. How can we trouble Zhao Ping any more.

So Li Cuiying replied, "Brother Zhao, I appreciate your kindness, but it's not easy for you to pull the goods, so don't let me be such a drag."

Zhao Ping waved his hand and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be polite to me, you don't have much weight. You won't be too tired if I sit on the cart."

"Brother Zhao really don't need it."

"Hey, sister-in-law, there is no place in front of the village and no shop in the back. I don't worry about you alone, so don't refuse. The big deal is that I will rest for a while when I get tired. It is faster than you wait for someone to come over."

"but……"

"Sister-in-law, let me help you get on the cart!"

Li Cuiying couldn't change Zhao Ping's enthusiasm, so she nodded and agreed.

I got on the pallet with goods underneath it, like a bag of cotton, so I sat on it softly without much bumps.

Zhao Ping pulled the cart in front and walked towards Lijiacun.

It was probably because of the heat that Zhao Ping sweated a lot, and his back was directly wet.

Seeing the heat, Zhao Ping rolled up his sleeves, and his strong muscles were exposed to the air.

Li Cuiying sat behind the cart and couldn't help but stared, staring at Zhao Ping's arm.

Men who work a lot are strong, with more muscles and much better than Zhao Wenshui.

Zhao Wen level does not work everyday, and his body is fat. With all the fat, how can Zhao Ping have such a sense of strength.

For a while, Li Cuiying stared at Zhao Ping's muscles for a long time, and when he got back his thoughts, Zhao Ping had stopped.

Li Cuiying was a little embarrassed about Zhao Ping's deep eyes.

"Brother Zhao, are you tired?" Li Cuiying asked.

"Fortunately, take a breath first, it will be very hot."

Li Cuiying hurriedly took out the veil in her hand, handed it to Zhao Ping, and said to Zhao Ping, "Brother Zhao, take the veil to wipe your sweat."

Zhao Ping hurriedly waved his hand and refused, "Sister-in-law, no, no, no, no matter how dirty your kerchief can be, I will just wipe the clothes."

As Zhao Ping said, he wiped his face with his sleeve, but the sweat was wiped off, but the sleeve was directly wetted with sweat.

Seeing this, Li Cuiying was even more embarrassed to let Zhao Ping pull herself back to Li's Village. People were so tired that they sweated so much.

"Sister-in-law, rest well, let's continue on our way, and we have to get to Lijiacun early so that your family can rub your feet for you.

Pay attention to the injury on your foot, otherwise it will be bad if you fall stubbornly. "

Li Cuiying was moved by the care in Zhao Ping's words.

Obviously, a strange man can treat her like this, but the man who has been in the same bed for more than ten years treats her very badly and has done so many things to her.

It is true that a good man cannot marry a wife, but those scumbags can have women. It is really unfair.

If Zhao Wenshui was half as good as Zhao Ping, maybe she would not have the thought of harmony.

The two continued to drive some distance, and finally reached Lijia Village, and Li Cuiying was also sent back to her family.

Li Cuiying thanked Zhao Ping a lot, but did not leave Zhao Ping much, knowing that Zhao Ping had to rush back, it would not be long.

Li Cuiying returned to her family's home and asked the Li family to interrogate them. When they learned of the livestock that Zhao Wenshui had done, the Li family's brothers couldn't help but get upset.