Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Cheng Yuanzheng carried his schoolbag, stood in the distance and watched silently for a while, looking up and down at Su Haitang, who was thriving in business and smiling.

   looks familiar.

   Cheng Yuanzheng thought uncertainly, and glanced at the young man in sunglasses who was eating melon leisurely in the street.

  Yan Zheng, why is he here? Don't join his rock band?

   Yan Zheng noticed his gaze and turned his head to take a look.

   Cheng Yuanzheng nodded slightly, not avoiding or letting go.

  Yan Zheng seemed to be choked, he tilted his head and coughed twice, supported the sunglasses on his face, and hurriedly entered the station.

   Cheng Yuanzheng looked at the back of him fleeing, and a thought flashed in his eyes.

   Aunt Yan is seriously ill and has been issued two critical illness notices in a row. No matter how unrestrained Yan Zheng's nephew is, he will never be wandering outside at this time.

   He looked back at the small melon stall. After a while, a few melons had been snapped up. With a smile, Su Haitang patiently reassured the customers and reported to her family to sell her own melons.

   Yan Zheng just left. Could it be that he has ruled out the suspicion of Su Haitang?

   Or, he didn't know about the anonymous letter, just happened to come to buy melons.

   Cheng Yuanzheng thought lightly, raised his foot and walked over.

   He traveled thousands of miles, and he always had to investigate clearly. It was not his style to listen and believe.

   "The melons are sold out? Go back if you have nothing else to do."

Forehead? Su Haitang looked up in amazement, and met a pair of stern eyes that were somewhat familiar.

It's him. What is the name of the village chief's nephew?

   "Well, you're here to visit relatives again."

   Seeing acquaintances, they came over to chat up first, and Su Haitang was not good at giving people a cold face. The village chief was very interested in her and her milk.

   "I'm coming to you."

   Cheng Yuanzheng was straightforward, looking directly into her eyes without dodging.

   Looking at her so carefully, her eyes are very beautiful.

   Well, the eyebrows are also well-groomed, smooth, just like lining up, not a single one of them grows randomly;

   The position of the nose is also very positive, impartial and in the middle, straight and delicate;

  The mouth is also good-looking, the lips are thin, and the light pink looks like a girl's softness;

   But at first glance, the blood is insufficient, the person is also thin, and the cheeks are still a little sunken;

   Fortunately, the skin is white enough, so white that it can reflect light, one white hides three ugly, and if you look closely, you will not be able to pick out major problems.

  Su Haitang's face became hot and her scalp was numb when he stared at him, so she automatically ignored his words that were easily misunderstood, and lowered her head to cover up and put away the old sheets on the ground, folded them and put them in a large empty backpack.

  He came to her? Does the white snake repay? The village head had already reported back, and he didn't owe her anything.

   But good intentions are rewarded, which is always a pleasant thing.

  Su Haitang's heart moved, and using a neat and stylish schoolbag as a cover, she took out the remaining two melons stored in the space and handed one to Cheng Yuanzheng, smiling slyly.

   "Here, eat this to relieve the heat in the hot weather. I deliberately left two for myself for lunch."

   Cheng Yuanzheng's gaze fell on her palm holding the melon, with a slightly rough and dull complexion, at first glance it looked like she was working all day.

   He took the melon, broke it apart with both hands, and handed her half.

   "You haven't eaten yet?"

  Su Haitang waved her hand, took a knife and cut another melon, with a plastic bag under her head and the juice seeds that flowed down.

   "You eat it, I have it."

   Cheng Yuanzheng held the two halves of the melon, and when she looked at her delicate eating, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

   Cheng Yuanzheng didn't hesitate, he also crouched down, picked up the fruit knife, and divided the two melons into evenly divided pieces.

   "Don't worry, there's more."

  Su Haitang was startled by his ferocity, and politely pushed the melon on his side towards him.