Grandpa Yang's legs have been getting better and better with the treatment of Eleven. After more than half a month, his legs have been able to bend slightly. Eleven now only needs to give him a needle every three days.

At this time, the rice matured, and the villagers moved out. Every household began to harvest rice. Yang Shifeng was no exception. He also planted a few acres of rice and had to harvest it.

Eleven was originally interested in rice that can produce rice. Now that everyone is harvesting rice, I naturally plan to follow Yang Shifeng. However, it is impossible for Yang Shifeng to let her work in the fields.

Yang Shifeng found eleven a straw hat for her to wear, so as not to be exposed to the harsh sun, he also wore one, and then hung a towel around her neck to wipe off sweat, and used a clean ceramic jar at home. Fill a large jar full of water, then take a sickle and cloth bag, and the equipment is complete.

Before going out, Yang Shifeng deliberately changed his old clothes that were covered with patches, washed white, and seemed to be torn at any time. They looked almost like beggars, and he glanced at them in confusion.

Yang Shifeng smiled and explained to her, “Cutting wheat is hard work, sweaty and grassy. It doesn’t look like a lot in one day. Of course, you can’t wear good clothes to work. Everyone puts on their worst clothes. , It won’t hurt if it is broken or soiled."

On the eleven, looked at other people in the village who were going to cut the rice, and found that it was true that everyone was dressed in tattered clothes. She was so clean that there was no patch on her clothes to walk in the crowd.

At this time, a man carrying a burden glanced at Yang Shifeng while passing by, smiled meaningfully and said to Yang Shifeng: "Shifeng, this is your fault. The sweet little lady is for pain. , It’s not for work."

The people around laughed and said that this person was right, so that Yang Shifeng should know how to pity and cherish jade.

Yang Shifeng blushed, knowing that they had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "No, no, I didn't let her go to the ground...No, no, we are not in that relationship..."

It's a pity that everyone just treated him as embarrassed and didn't listen to his explanation at all. They laughed more and more happily, making Yang Shifeng's ears red, so they had to go silently and quickly away from their sight.

"Eleven, they are just joking, don't mind." Yang Shifeng explained to Eleven, fearing that she would be angry because of the jokes made by those people just now.

Eleven actually didn't care about what those people said just now, let alone getting angry, so he waved his hand indifferently, but comforted him, "It's okay, don't care."

Yang Shifeng smiled and sighed, but he forgot, how could Eleventh be someone who cares about what others say, even if he cares, she won't care. However, sometimes he would like to pay attention to eleven.

At this time, the morning sun was already very strong, and I would sweat after a short walk. Even if I wear a hat, my fair skin was a little bit red, and there was a thin sweat on his forehead. Yang Shifeng felt distressed. , Handed the towel he brought with him to Eleven, "Wipe off your sweat."

Eleven took it, and after wiping it casually, she hung it around her neck like Yang Shifeng, regardless of her image of a beautiful beauty, but even if she was wearing an ugly straw hat with a towel around her neck, Eleven’s The temperament still cannot be concealed, and it is still easy to see that it can be added, like a walking luminous body, all the men who pass by cast their sights on Eleven, even if they don't have that thought, they want to admire more. And those men who have not yet married have more thoughts, staring at eleven and wanting to snatch them home immediately, so they hate and jealous of Yang Shifeng.

When Yang Shifeng saw this, his eyes sank, he stretched out his hand to straighten out the hair on both sides, and then pressed the hat down to cover her face as much as possible.

The road was almost out of sight on November, and he looked at Yang Shifeng who was pressing her hat in a puzzled manner. Yang Shifeng cleared his throat and stared at the straw hat: "The sun is too big.

Eleven's face was really hot, so he didn't bother to adjust his hat anymore and let him go.

Yang Shifeng quietly raised the corners of his mouth.

Song Cuilan, who was standing in front of her house, saw the scene just now completely, her eyes were red instantly, she stood still and couldn't move, just watching the two people pass by her house. She didn't even give her any more light.

Seeing that Yang Shifeng was about to walk over like this, Song Cuilan felt anxious and subconsciously stopped him, "Brother Shifeng——"

Yang Shifeng paused, and then saw Song Cuilan standing at the door. Just now, he just thought about the eleventh thing and went, "Cuilan, what's the matter?"

Song Cuilan's eyes were red, and instead of answering his words, she turned her gaze to Eleven who was standing beside him. When she saw Eleven's unusually beautiful face, the string in her heart broke suddenly, and her fists under her sleeves quickly clenched. , Trembling tightly, the pain made her slightly suppress the resentment in her snack, looked at Yang Shifeng grievedly, and asked tremblingly: "Brother Shifeng, who is she?"

This extremely aggrieved look made Yang Shifeng frown slightly, and inexplicably didn't like her look at Eleven, so he said: "This is Eleven Girl. We have to go to the fields to be busy, let's go."

Said to continue walking with eleven.

Song Cuilan's breathing was stagnant, and she couldn't believe that Yang Shifeng was so lightly perfunctory, unwilling to reconcile her, she shouted: "Don't go!"

Yang Shifeng turned his head and asked patiently: "What else do you have? I have to cut the rice, so I can't delay."

"I, I..." Song Cuilan couldn't say anything for a long time, she didn't know what she should say, but she was very suffocated without saying that she wanted to ask him, would he be disappointed? She? But she couldn't say this, and she didn't have the face to question him like that.

Seeing Song Cuilan saying nothing for a long time, Yang Shifeng didn't want to waste any more time, and walked away with eleven quick steps, ignoring the yelling behind him.

The corners of Eleven's mouth twitched, and he smiled and asked as he walked, "Is that your friend? Why are you, why are you looking at you in such a sad manner? Did you play with other people's feelings?"

Yang Shifeng's expression changed, and he waved his hand hurriedly, "No, nothing! She has nothing to do with me. Don't get me wrong on the eleventh, we are really okay."

Eleven was a curious question. He didn’t expect his reaction to be so big, "I’ll just talk about what you are anxious for, and if there is nothing, there is nothing to do. I was so scared to do so."

Yang Shifeng's expression was still very unnatural. Although he knew that Eleven would not care, he still couldn't help but explain to Eleven: "I really have nothing to do with her, and I don't know why she was like that just now. If it really matters, it’s just that the village head originally intended to marry her to me, but I didn’t mean to do that. This matter will be fine, and the other things will not matter anymore. I played with her except when we were young. , I haven't said a few words when I grow up."

Eleven was curious, "It turns out that she is the daughter of the village chief, so why are you unwilling? I think the girl just now looks pretty good, the clothes are also good, and she is the daughter of your head, so many people think Marry, why don't you do it instead?"

Yang Shifeng shook his head, "She has good terms, but if she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it. Doesn't she still marry someone else if she doesn't like it." Moreover, even if she likes him, she won't marry him. He won't marry the conditions of their family. Accepted, but he doesn't want to tell Eleven about this, it's shameful.

"Okay." Eleven shrugged, thinking that the girl was interesting to him when she saw it. This should be even if King Xiang has a dream and a goddess.

And in this box, the desperate Song Cuilan returned to the house, absent-minded all morning, the appearance of Eleven flashed in her mind, and Yang Shifeng's scented eyes when she saw Eleven, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. cried immediately.

She was seen by the Song family in this way, and the village head who loved her little daughter couldn't help asking: "Lan'er, what's the matter with you?"

Song Cuilan was not asked, but her eyes turned red again, and she bit her lower lip and asked, "Father, do you know that there is a very beautiful girl beside Brother Shi Feng?"

The village chief knew why his little daughter was doing this, sighed, and nodded faithfully, "I know, that girl was in trouble at home, and Shi Feng went up the mountain to meet her and brought her back." They had known this for a long time. , But they all chose not to tell the little girl, she didn't expect to know it herself.

Song Cuilan felt very uncomfortable, and she dared not say anything: "They live alone like this?"

The village chief took a breath of dry cigarettes and said nothing, but acquiesced.

Song Cuilan's tears fell all at once.

Seeing that her little daughter was crying, the village chief’s wife hurriedly comforted: "Why are you crying? That kid Yang Shifeng doesn’t know what is good or bad. He can’t be worthy of you. We don’t care about his poor family and want to marry you to him. What happened? Let me tell you, you quickly forget him, and my mother will find you a hundred times better than him."

Song Cuilan cried and shook her head, "No, I like him, I just want to marry him, why would he not agree to us? If he agrees, won't I be able to marry him? Now, now he likes others Oh, woooo..."

The village chief's wife was very angry, "That kid is just a wolf-eyed man with a grudge, it's because of your father who took care of him!"

The village chief frowned and couldn't listen anymore, "What is a white-eyed wolf bearer? Shi Feng didn't have anything to do with our Cuilan before. It was our family's wishful thinking, and it was reasonable that he, a young man, would not want to be a tedious man. What do you say that people do?"

The village chief's wife glared at the village chief angrily, "Which side are you from? Why do you turn your elbow away? It is fortunate that our family Cuilan can see Yang Shifeng's poor boy, and he still takes Joe, so he doesn't know what's good or bad! "

"You! I don't bother to talk to your ignorant woman." The village head was so angry that he took a cigarette and went out to smoke.

The village chief's wife glared at her man's back, and then comforted her daughter, "Don't listen to your father, that kid is a grief-headed man, let's not just look for a better one."

Song Cuilan stubbornly shook her head, "But mother, I want to marry him, mother, since he doesn't want to be married, then I will marry him, otherwise he will marry someone else!"