Your purchase ratio is not enough. This is an anti-theft badge. After 48 hours, you can see Yang Shifeng blushing. Knowing that they have misunderstood, he 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 just said, let alone being 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 hopes that eleven can care a little.

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!"

Song Juanhua pushed Second Uncle Yang, "You give me a side, if you dare not give a head to your own wife, I will give yourself a head. My life is hard, how could I marry a person like you, if I knew it earlier," I can’t marry you and suffer this serious crime even if I twist my hair and be an aunt~"

Seeing that my mother-in-law was still crying, Yang Ershu became even more flustered, not knowing what to do, and kept saying: "Get up, don't be like this."

Song Juan ignored the flowers and cried while scolding, causing headaches.

Yang Shifeng looked at his second uncle at a loss, and shook his head secretly. The second uncle is a good man, but there is nothing he can do when he meets the second aunt. Every time he compromises, he will be crushed to death by the second aunt for the rest of his life.

But you can’t always let the second aunt cry in your own home. Grandpa has to rest. Yang Shifeng is going to persuade him. Unexpectedly, the old man in the house has heard it and roars on the bed, "Yang Ershi, you want to Am I willing to be so angry!"

Yang Ershi is the name of Yang Ershu.

The old man's roar stopped Song Juanhua's crying for a while, but it was only a moment, and then the one who should cry is still crying, and the one that should be crying is still trouble.

She doesn't pay attention to the old man at all.

Uncle Yang was reprimanded, and used his great effort to pull people, "Stop making trouble, Dad has woken up."

Song Juanhua rolled to the ground, "What am I making trouble, can't I be fair to me after being bullied? Your father can't be partial!"

"I...I..." Yang Ershu was sweaty with anxiety.

At this time, the old man's voice came from the room again, "Shi Feng, come in and carry me out. I'll see if she is going to be mad at me."

Yang Shifeng hesitated, then went into the house, took Grandpa Yang out, and sat on a chair covered with clothes.

Second Uncle Yang lowered his head in shame when he saw his paralyzed father. He has no face to see his dad, his dad is sick, he can't pay for medical treatment, not to mention that even his nephew is responsible for the service, and he is not filial.

Seeing his second son, who was always the same as Vinono, Grandpa Yang snorted angrily. Why did his Yang family appear such an unpromising species, it is simply embarrassing!

At this time, Grandpa Yang didn't know that another person in his Yang family who listened to his daughter-in-law's words more than Yang's second uncle was about to look forward to his daughter-in-law, and that was his beloved grandson Yang Shifeng. When Grandpa Yang later found out, he could only sigh helplessly. Fortunately, grand-daughter-in-law and second daughter-in-law were not the same shrews.

Old man Yang patted his legs heavily, "My second child, what do you want? Is it shameful to have you wandering around at your nephew's house like this?"

It’s a pity that Song Juanhua didn’t put this old man about to get into the soil at all, and she didn’t understand what she said. She just emphasized one sentence, “I don’t care. Up!"

Old man Yang was so angry that he stroked his chest, and said angrily: "You might as well just ask Shi Feng to give you money!"

Song Juanhua stopped crying, hummed and said nothing, but she also acquiesced.

Grandpa Yang used his finger to point Song Juanhua, and then second Uncle Yang, "Look at your good wife! My nephew wants to pit! For so many years, your nephew has been raising me, an old man, how are you so embarrassed!"

Uncle Yang became more faceless, lowered his head and dared not look at his old father.

Song Juanhua didn't have any scruples, and said confidently: "Who makes your second son useless, and can't even support your daughter-in-law and children, how can you be able to support you?"

"You! You!" Grandpa Yang trembled with anger.

Yang Shifeng hurriedly caressed him back, and angrily scolded Song Juanhua, "Second aunt, if you get angry with Grandpa again, don't blame my family for not welcoming you!"

Being scolded by a junior like this, Song Juanhua was very shameless. She grabbed a small bench beside her and snorted out baldly. Unexpectedly, the bench rolled all the way to the eleventh foot and was stopped by the eleventh foot.

If she didn't pay attention just now, she would hit her foot.

Eleven swallowed the last bite of tomatoes in his mouth, raised his eyelids, threw out the rest of the medicine in his hand, and threw it straight on Song Juanhua’s face, and then slid off her face, leaving a red juice .

Song Juanhua cursed, "You bitch"

However, before she finished speaking, she was squeezed her chin by Eleven who didn't know when she was bullied, and she didn't know how she moved. Song Juanhua's chin became crooked and her saliva was straight after hearing a click.

The room suddenly became quiet, only Song Juanhua whimpered.

The others looked at eleven dumbfounded.

"It's so noisy." Eleven wiped his hands and turned to Yang Shifeng, "Anything else? Can I still eat another tomato?"

Yang Shifeng nodded blankly, looked back at the second aunt with her mouth tilted, and went to the kitchen to get another big red tomato for Eleven to eat.

On the eleven, I got the tomatoes again, sat down contentedly, and ate, but when I saw Song Juanhua like that, I felt it was too annoying, so I screamed at Second Uncle Yang, "If you don't take her home, I'll give her again. "

Uncle Yang glanced at the people present with complicated eyes, sighed, pulled Song Juanhua and walked out, not to say more.

When the house finally recovered its quietness, was satisfied with Eleven.

Yang Shifeng frowned and asked eleven: "Eleven, second aunt, is she okay?"

Eleven shook his head while gnawing at the tomatoes, "It's okay, it's just a temporary dislocation, and it's all over."

Hearing that Yang Shifeng breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Eleven’s second aunt would hurt her, and he would be confused by the time. It seemed that Eleven had a sense of measure.

Grandpa Yang stared for eleven for a while, then turned his gaze to Yang Shifeng, "Shifeng, this..."

Yang Shifeng wiped his face and said to his grandfather: "Master, she has been strong since she was a child on eleventh, and she is not the same as us."

"Oh, that's it." Grandpa Yang nodded, feeling a bit complicated. However, thinking that this little girl could be regarded as helping her grandson to solve the trouble, no matter what, it's all good. He cares about so many things, then said: "Shi Feng, grandpa can't sit still, you can carry grandpa back to the room and entertain the little girl."