Quick wear: the host is so brave, and the blackened villain dares to tease

Chapter 73 The soft female executor vs the rough wolf cub (28)

That woman was Xiang Hongxia, a well-known gossip woman in Xiahe Village. She knew exactly how many eggs were laid by which chickens in the village.

"Sister-in-law Xiang, you let Zhu Zhiqing live in, aren't you afraid of causing trouble to the family?"

Everyone in the village knows that Xiang Hongxia's husband, Jidong, loves helping widows plow the fields the most.

Xiang Hongxia pinched her waist and said, "How much is she only? How dare you seduce people to see how I educate her."

"100 catties of coarse grains are enough for my family to eat for a long time, and I am not at a loss."

"Since Zhu Zhiqing has no place to live, I'm not showing kindness to give her a place to stay."

Captain Liu agreed.

Zhu Yulin's face immediately collapsed.

She had no choice but to cast her eyes on Liang Minxue, but Liang Minxue had a stinky face at this moment, and had no time to take care of her at all.

Soon, the mobilization meeting was over, and the educated youths took the time to move.

When the meeting ends, when the villagers leave, there must be a few chatters along the way.

"It's really strange that Ning Zhiqing wants to live in that kid Fang Ming's house."

"Could it be Fang Ming who threatened Zhiqing Ning?"

"On the mountain that day, Ning Zhiqing wore his clothes and went down the mountain. Who knows what happened to them on the mountain?"

"Who knows."

In these discussions, there are also male jokes.

Ning Xi simply ignored these people's gossip, but Pan Chunyue couldn't bear it anymore, and sometimes would argue with others.

"Xiaoxi, do you really want to live in Comrade Fang's house?"

Ning Xi nodded, "That's right."

"Don't you think Fang Ming's house is very good? Most of the villages are made of clay tile houses, but Fang Ming's house is built of green bricks. It is clean and comfortable to live in."

Pan Chunyue's face was broken, "Xiaoxi, that's because the ancestors of Fang Ming's family were landlords, and their family status is not good. You used to gossip in the village."

Ning Xi spread her hands, "It's as long as I'm comfortable, and I don't care what other people do."

Pan Chunyue was surprised, but thinking about it, it was indeed the case.

People in the village don't welcome these educated youths. They also want to stay here and work.

"Okay then, you have to pay attention at ordinary times, I'm going to Aunt Chen's house."

Ning Xi nodded, "Well, I also packed my luggage and went to the end of the village."

"Ning Xi, stop." Liang Minxue walked over.

Ning Xi ignored him at all.

who he thought he was.

Stop when you tell me to stop?
Liang Minxue chased after him, and his tone was a bit more serious.

"Ning Xi, you actually want to move to Fang Ming's house?!"

"You actually live with someone with a bad background!"

Ning Xi suddenly turned around and scolded: "Liang Minxue, shut up!"

"He has a bad composition, but he doesn't mess around with men and women like you."

"You are an educated youth, you have a good composition, but your character is not good!"

Liang Minxue paused. At this point, he was indeed at fault.

However, the Liang family and the Ning family are family friends, so he can't sit idly by.

"Uncle and aunt are in the spirit of heaven, and they definitely don't agree with you moving to Fang Ming's house."

Mentioning the original owner's parents, Ning Xi felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Her eyes turned cold, she stared at Liang Minxue, and said, "The person who is least qualified to mention my parents is your Liang family."

"You are ungrateful, and retribution will come sooner or later."

Liang Minxue watched her walk away.

Is he really wrong?

Although he doesn't like Ning Xi, he kindly persuades her, why doesn't she appreciate it?

……

When Fang Ming returned home, he saw his younger sister Fang Yingying neatly cleaning the room next to him.

All the sundries were moved out, and bamboo mats were re-covered.

Seeing his sister running around, his brows never loosened.

After a while, the house was cleared out, and it was empty, except for a bed, not even a table.

Just then, he heard footsteps coming from outside the yard.

……

　The author's three-dimensional blind date theater (15)

　　In the very cold winter of that year, I met Mr. L who was like a stove (8)

　　After this time, we struggled to the limit for more than a month.

　　Going to dinner and watching movies has become the norm.

　　One day, I saw him waiting for me under the flower tree again, and when I walked over, my steps stopped.

　　Then he walked over quickly, raised his head and looked into his eyes: can you hold your arm?

　　I saw a look of astonishment and ecstasy flash across his face, but he calmed down soon.

　　Still, his stiff, unnatural arms betrayed his nervousness.

　　I pulled it up.

　　结果
　　I feel like I'm hanging by him while walking
　　He's too tall, probably nervous, and walks fast
　　Well, I thought it was a romantic ambiguity, but in the end I was going to laugh myself to death.
　　(There will be great progress in the follow-up 9, and it will be updated on Saturday, the 20th. I have been working hard on the code these days, and I really don’t have the energy to write a small theater. I hope that I will support you ('-'*ゞ)
　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)