Your purchase ratio is insufficient. This is an anti-theft badge. After 48 hours, you can see why he treats her like this. Obviously he would take her to play when he was a child, he would carry her home when her ankle was cramped, and he would give her the hard-to-get candies. Wasn't he very good to her? Why has he changed now? ? Is it because of that woman?

But, he belongs to her, she was the first to see him.

Song Cuilan was unwilling to lose Yang Shifeng like this, gritted her teeth and chased after her cheeky.

"Brother Shifeng, I'll be scared by myself. Come with me. If you are afraid of others' misunderstanding, can I stay away from you?" Song Cuilan followed Yang Shifeng with a pitiful voice, as if he could immediately refuse her. Cry out.

Yang Shifeng is not easy to say not to let her follow. This road is for the public, and he has no right not to let people go. Therefore, Yang Shifeng was like not seeing Song Cuilan behind him. She walked her own way without stopping to accommodate the woman's footsteps. Song Cuilan had to gritted her teeth and walked behind, just to catch up with Yang Shifeng.

"Brother Shifeng, I heard that you picked up the Eleven girl from the mountain. There is no one in her family. Is she the only one left?" Song Cuilan asked.

Yang Shifeng didn't want to talk to her more about the eleventh thing, so he pretended not to hear, and hurried silently.

Seeing that he ignored him, Song Cuilan bit her lip, and finally decided to ask what she wanted to know most in her heart: "Brother Shifeng, do you want to marry that Eleven girl?"

When Yang Shifeng heard this, he lowered his head and quickened his pace, not wanting to discuss this topic with outsiders.

Seeing him speeding up, Song Cuilan speeded up his pace, and continued to say as he walked: "Brother Shi Feng, we are both grown up together. I am looking forward to hello. My father told you about our marriage. , I just want to give you a hand, your family is too difficult, are you willing to be so capable but living such a poor life? Brother Shifeng, if you get married with me, half of my family’s fortune will be yours in the future. My dad will help you too. If you want to be the village chief in the future, my dad can help you too. Also, your family doesn’t have much land. When you get married with me, there will be more land, and all of my family’s All the land will be planted for us."

"Brother Shifeng, I know you can't worry about your grandfather, right? But we can give money, 20 yuan a month. Your second uncle and second aunt must be willing to take good care of Grandpa Yang, and you can too. Going back to see Grandpa Yang every day, it’s not much worse than taking care of him now, isn’t it? With twenty cents, Grandpa Yang’s life is better than it is now." Song Cuilan said to herself, never seeing Yang Shifeng ugly. His face and his clenched fists.

"Brother Shifeng, think about it, if you marry that Eleven girl, she won’t have anything, so she will eat yours and wear yours, so your difficulties will be even greater. She can’t help you at all. Well, it’s different if you marry me. Half of my family’s property is yours. My parents will be able to show us their children in the future, so that we can live well."

"Enough—" Yang Shifeng interrupted Song Cuilan's words with an anger, and also frightened her, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Yang Shifeng turned around and looked at Song Cuilan. It was only then that Song Cuilan saw that Yang Shifeng's face was so bad, she panicked, "Brother Shifeng, you...what's wrong with you?"

Yang Shifeng took a deep breath. He didn’t say much for the sake of the village chief’s face, but now he wants to say clearly, “I’ve already said that I will not marry you. I’m a dignified man. , Why do I have to come to my family? Can’t I support myself? I don’t care about half of your family’s wealth, nor do I care about your father helping me, let alone abandoning my grandfather to live a good life. Besides, I don’t like you at all, no I will get married with you, I hope you can understand, don’t come to me to say this again!"

"You...you..." Song Cuilan's tears fell all of a sudden. The belief that he likes herself built in her heart collapsed completely at this moment, and the ruthless reality was presented to her. In front of her, she couldn't accept it at all!

Yang Shifeng didn't want to look at her. He turned around and walked forward, regardless of how people cried and screamed, and disappeared into Song Cuilan's sight after a while.

If not necessary, Yang Shifeng would not say these hurtful things so bluntly, but he knew that if he didn’t say it clearly, Song Cuilan would still think of him like that. This would not only delay him, but also her. Finally, to two people It's not good. What's more, he didn't want to have any misunderstandings on November, he had no entanglements with other women, he was innocent.

Although, eleven may not care.

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When Yang Shifeng was not at home, he took the steamed buns on the eleventh and sent two to Grandpa Yang by the way. On eleventh he squatted next to Grandpa Yang and the two ate together.

After the meal, Eleven let Grandpa Yang sleep for half an hour, and when he woke up, he applied his leg and then started the needle.

Now that the needle sticks, feel more guilty, because it will be very painful. Grandpa Yang has been able to fully feel the pain. Every time he bites his teeth and sweats on his forehead.

In the old days, Yang Shifeng held Grandpa Yang’s leg to prevent him from moving. Today, Yang Shifeng is not there. Eleven is very worried that Grandpa Yang will not be able to bear the pain and move, and is thinking about whether to use a cloth strip to fix Grandpa Yang’s leg. At that time, Uncle Yang, who was supposed to be cutting the rice, actually came in.

As soon as Uncle Yang came in, he pressed Grandpa Yang's leg, "Father, Shi Feng is not at home today, I will press your leg." Before Yang Shifeng left today, he specifically went to Uncle Yang and asked him to come down and help press his leg. , So that the eleven needles were given, so Ershu Yang took advantage of the noon to cut some rice, and then took the time to help Grandpa Yang press his leg.

Grandpa Yang was quite satisfied with Uncle Yang's move, and snorted, "Forget your kid, you haven't completely broken your conscience."

Second Uncle Yang smiled bitterly.

Thanks to the help of Uncle Yang, the needle was successfully pierced on the eleventh, and Grandpa Yang was wrapped with herbs.

Seeing that it was over, Uncle Yang scratched his head and called out to Grandpa Yang: "Father."

Grandpa Yang raised his eyes and glanced at him, "What's the matter?"

Second Uncle Yang hesitated to look at Eleven and saw that she had gone out. Then he said, "Father, it's the same thing that Jianhua said last time. As you know, her brother is lame, and their family hopes to be cured. Well, if the Eleven girl is willing to be cured, it will definitely be cured, but the Eleven girl is not willing, dad, can you please help us intercede, let the Eleven girl come forward and treat it." Otherwise, his wife will be cured. I'm going to annoy him.

Grandpa Yang stared, "Okay, I said it's not normal that you are here to show your courtesy. It turns out that you are here waiting for me. Why, don't you have to ask me to do something to take care of me? You're an unfilial son! "

Second Uncle Yang died unjustly, "Father, what did I mean by that? Even if it's not something, I will come, dad, don't you think me so unfilial, okay?"

Grandpa Yang snorted, "Eleven girl is my benefactor, how can I be the lord of others, if you want her to come forward, please go and show your sincerity!"

"Yes, but..." Uncle Yang embarrassed, "The Eleventh girl doesn't like silk flowers, and she definitely doesn't want to treat her brother's legs."

Grandpa Yang closed his eyes, "Who made your wife offend others, I think he deserves it."

Second Uncle Yang sighed deeply, scratching his head anxiously, "Father, no matter whether it is successful or not, you can help me ask if it is successful? No matter if it is not achieved, forget it."

Grandpa Yang's face sank, too lazy to listen to what he said, and waved his hand to drive him impatiently, "Yang Ershi, get out of here!"

Seeing that his father was angry again, Yang Ershu had no choice but to slip back in despair. He didn't dare to say more, for fear of angering his father.

However, Grandpa Yang only had a hard face and a soft heart. In the end, he asked eleven times for Second Uncle Yang, and finally said: "Eleventh girl, don’t be embarrassed. If you don’t want to go, you won’t go. No one can embarrass you, nor do I. Just lick this old face and ask you again, don't be angry."

"Nothing, I won't be angry." Eleven waved his hand, "But I really hate your second wife, so I don't want to go, but well, it's not incurable, but I have the conditions."

When Grandpa Yang heard this, he asked, "What are the conditions? Eleven girls, just mention them. If they can't meet them, they won't be treated."

Eleven stretched out five fingers, "I want five taels of silver, and if I don't go, they will come to the house and I will treat it."

Five taels of silver? Grandpa Yang was taken aback by this number, but when he thought of the good medical skills of eleven, he felt that it was not that expensive. It was a good deal to exchange five taels of silver for a leg. Grandpa nodded and said, "Okay, I will tell my second son."

The reason why she was willing to be treated on the eleventh, in fact, has nothing to do with Grandpa Yang. It is because she has changed her mind because she suddenly remembered that Grandpa Yang’s legs will be able to take more than a month.

Well, when the time comes, she will also leave. Before that, she can just save some money while she is bored, and then she can go everywhere to see and eat all kinds of delicious food. No money is absolutely impossible. .

How can this not make Song Cuilan sad and anxious.

The village chief’s wife is the one who knows her daughter best, and said: “Okay, even if you want to marry, but if you think about the hard life in Yang Shifeng’s family, do you think you can survive?”

Song Cuilan cried and couldn't help but think of the poor appearance of Yang Shifeng's family, and grandpa Yang who was paralyzed in bed, and found that she could not make it through, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

Why didn't Shi Feng agree to her family's terms? Isn't her home better than his home?

And Yang Shifeng, who didn’t know anything about it, had already brought Eleven to the field. He spread a torn clothes under a tree and let Eleven sit and watch under the shade. He waited for the eleventh to be arranged. He went down to the field with a sickle and began to harvest rice.

With eleven hands holding his cheeks, he watched Yang Shifeng bend down and wave with a sickle and a scythe, cut a handful of rice ears aside, and tie up a large bundle with straw, and then cut again.

Yang Shifeng moved quickly and neatly. He cut a large piece in a short while, but his clothes were all wet with sweat due to his work. Drops of sweat dripped from his face, but he just wiped it with a towel casually. Just keep cutting without stopping.

It was the first time saw the ancient working people cutting rice. couldn't help feeling that this was really an individual effort. was so tired when looked at it. When did have to cut such a large piece of rice? And she is very hot while sitting here, what kind of heat the rice cutter is like.

The book says that this is an era of backward technology, and it is true at all.

Eleven picked a very large leaf from a big tree and fanned myself in the wind. While fanning, I was in a daze. I didn’t feel bored. I used to be busy running around constantly, thinking about how to kill zombies every day. Crystal nucleus, otherwise it is to study the zombie virus to make a breakthrough. The rest of the time is to avoid the government's pursuit and killing. The whole person is always tense, and he has never been sitting quietly in a daze. What a fortunate thing to sit quietly and not want to do anything.

She likes this kind of life.

Yang Shifeng’s field is next to the field of a family named Zhang in the village. In terms of seniority, Yang Shifeng has to call the head of the family to call Zhang Wubo. The family of Zhang Wubo is also mowing the wheat in full swing, but they have many families, and the family has a total of seven people. Working in the fields, compared to Yang Shifeng sweating alone, it seems that he is particularly desolate.

Zhang Wubo straightened up and rested. Seeing Yang Shifeng's sharp movements, his eyes were appreciative and he said, "Shifeng, you are almost catching up with the two of your five uncles."

Yang Shifeng swiftly reaped and answered with a naive smile: "Uncle Wu, I am young."

Zhang Wubo smiled heartily, "Yes, we old guys can't compare to young people. But Shi Feng, don't do it hard, take more rest and rest. It's not worth it to be exhausted."

Yang Shifeng nodded, "The fifth uncle I know."

Zhang Wubo likes Yang Shifeng’s younger generation very much. Whether he is capable of taking care of his paralyzed grandfather, he has never bowed his head to anyone. He believes that the difficulties of such a good young man are only temporary. One day Shishan Summit will be better than anyone else. all good. If he had such a son, he could wake up with a smile in his dreams, but unfortunately, his three sons are not good, one is more lazy and slippery than the other, and he asks them to do something to push around, and the married daughter-in-law is also a good one. I'm so tempestuous, I'm angry when I think about it.

Zhang Wubo shook his head and walked up to the ridge. He picked up the water jar placed beside the ridge, poured a bowl of water into the porcelain bowl he brought, raised his head and drank a bowl, which made him feel much better.

When put down the jar, saw Eleven sitting under the tree. was surprised for a moment. Thinking of the rumors in the village, glanced at Yang Shifeng, who was working hard, with a smile in his eyes.

Good boy, good luck, the little daughter-in-law is so beautiful, he said, this boy is very lucky!

She also saw Uncle Zhang Wu on the eleven, but what she noticed was his action of drinking water. She couldn't help but look at the jar Yang Shifeng had brought, remembering that Yang Shifeng hadn't drank a sip of water until now. Doesn't this person know that he is thirsty after sweating so much? I'm afraid it's not busy forgotten, right? If you don’t drink water, you may faint and you will be in trouble.

Eleven picked up the water jar and walked into the field, walked to Yang Shifeng and handed the jar out, "Yang Shifeng, drink water quickly."

Yang Shifeng hurriedly put down his sickle to catch the water, and hurriedly covered Eleven with one hand to cover the sun, "October, hurry up and go under the tree and get some sun here."

At eleven o'clock the jar in his hand, "You drink quickly, I will take it back after drinking."

Yang Shifeng suddenly felt sweet in his heart, "Hey", he raised his head and drank half of the jar while grunting, and sighed contentedly after drinking. Only then did he feel like he was dying of thirsty just now, and I really didn't feel busy when he was busy. To thirsty.

"Eleven, thank you." Yang Shifeng handed the jar back.

Nodding at eleven o'clock, holding the jar and slowly returning to sit under the tree.

This scene was completely seen by the Zhang family next door. Others just laughed teasingly, but Zhang's eldest daughter-in-law was completely irritated by this scene. Her heart was sour and jealous. For what reason she had to stand up to her. When the sun cuts the rice, he doesn’t even ask her. She is also a woman, so people can sit comfortably under a tree and do nothing, give water and worry that she will get it in the sun. How is this person so different from other people? Woolen cloth?