Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"Ahem...You girl, you are used to making fun of people. Look at me, the old man, my hair and beard are all white, how can I be in my early sixties? You, if you want to praise me, you have to find out. The location is great!"

After hearing Du Xuechun's words, the village chief just raised his hand and took a sip of the water in the bamboo tube. He almost choked up without a mouthful. After coughing several times, his breath was relieved.

I saw the village head shook his head helplessly, and smiled at Du Xuechun lightly. However, when the village head saw Du Xuechun boasting that he was young, he knew it was flattery, but he couldn't help but feel sweet in his heart, his eyes narrowed. Into a line.

"Hey, no one! This white hair and beard can only prove that you are a wise man and very smart. It can't prove that you are very old. Anyone who wants to hear this will think it is so reasonable. !"

Du Xuechun straightened up, sat upright, and shook his head solemnly at the village chief, defending.

And while Du Xuechun was talking, she turned her head and looked towards Feng Xuanche, wanting Feng Xuanche to say something for her. Seeing Du Xuechun's serious nonsense, not ashamed at all, Feng Xuanche had to cough softly, and Followed and said:

"Ahem, old man, what my sister said is reasonable!"

"Hahaha, good! Both of you are right. Singing in front of me is like singing, but I don’t like it! It’s really strange."

The village head laughed and raised his hand and patted the ground beside him. His eyes were full of pets when he looked at Du Xuechun. Even when people saw it, he was at a loss and only thought it was strange. I don't know why the village was so right. Du Xuechun was so happy.

While the three of them were talking, a small figure suddenly ran out of the darkness. This person was the child that Du Xuechun and Feng Xuanche had just seen.

I saw that the little boy ran straight to the village chief, lowered his head and said something softly to the village chief, the village chief's face sank, but then he returned to normal.

"You two, I don’t know what else I want to explain? Although we are not familiar with each other, after all, meeting is fate. I can trust you, I only hope you can believe me. I don’t want to inquire about your identity. But as for the others..."

After quietly speaking to the village chief, the little boy ran back to his mother who was standing on the side, raised his head and rubbed his mother's arms before Feng Xuan had waited. Cheer spoke first, and the village chief immediately asked.

"Old man, we are not bad guys. You are so knowledgeable, you don’t need to say anything, you can see it at a glance. Now that you have said so, let’s be honest with you! We are husband and wife, not brother-sister relationship. Just now I told you that, yes, yes..."

Feng Xuanche thought for a long time, but didn't suffocate that sentence. Finally, he raised his head and looked at the village chief, and smiled at the village chief with embarrassment to relieve his embarrassment.

Du Xuechun sat together and nodded as well, silently without saying anything, but with a sincere face.

When the village chief saw this, he had to chuckle and wave his hand, and said, "Okay! Since you have said everything, then it shouldn't be difficult for you. Forget it, let this matter pass, I don't bother to care about anything. ."

"Girl, I don't know what your name is? Do you have children?" The village chief then looked at Du Xuechun with curiosity and asked.

The village chief’s sudden questioning caused Feng Xuanche’s brain to buzz, and Feng Xuanche thought to himself: Does this old man fall in love with Chun'er and want to introduce Chun'er to his grandson and become a grandson?

Feng Xuanche thought this way, couldn't help but raised his head, and looked straight at the young man behind the village chief. A strong jealousy suddenly filled the four of them. Finally, Du Xuechun broke it first. Deadlock, smiled and squeezed Feng Xuanche's arm, then smiled at the village chief:

"Hey, let the old man laugh at you. My husband has always been small and jealous. You can easily break the vinegar jar because of a word or action from someone else. Don't mind the old man!"

Seeing Du Xuechun saying this, the village head shook his head disapprovingly, smiled and turned around to look at the young man behind him, then turned his head to look at Du Xuechun and explained:

"It’s okay, it’s the old man. I didn’t make it clear that I made your husband misunderstood! Blame me, blame me! The child behind me is my grandson. His father and mother were affected by a disease. I passed away when I was very young.

The reason why I like you girl so much is because when I see a girl, I think of my little daughter, and she smiles as beautiful as you.

But ah, hahaha, old man, I boasted, my little daughter is naturally not as good as a girl, and one-tenth can't match.

But when you two laugh, your eyes will bend like the moon, and your eyelashes will be long and flicker. Hey, what a pity, they all say that my little girl looks good, but it is precisely because of her face that she ruined her..."

As the village chief was talking, he couldn't help but tears. When the other villagers heard the village chief crying, they all felt tight, their noses sour, and silently saddled for the village chief.

This made Du Xuechun feel uncomfortable when he saw the village chief look like this. He immediately wanted to raise his hand and wipe the tears from the village chief's face with his sleeve, but after seeing that his sleeve was very dirty, Du Xuechun's raised arms stiffened in the air, not knowing what to do.

In the end, Feng Xuanche took out a piece of coarse cloth from his arms and handed it to Du Xuechun's hand, motioning Du Xuechun to wipe the tears for the village chief.

Du Xuechun took the coarse cloth, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his face for the village chief, and then stuffed the rough cloth into the village chief's hand and said softly:

"Old man, what happened to make you so sad? Or tell me, maybe I can't help you, but if you say it, you will feel better. Okay, old man, just tell me Right!"

While talking, Du Xuechun stretched out a hand to pull the corner of the village chief's clothes. This move made the village chief even more sad, because his former little daughter often acted like this with him and was naughty.

The village chief looked at Du Xuechun in front of him with teary eyes, as if seeing his own little daughter, his whole heart suddenly softened. The village chief choked in a low voice for a long time, then slowly calmed down, sorted out his mood, sniffed, and sighed:

"Hey! Girl, don't you know, the old man has only one son and one daughter under my knees, and I have only one daughter at the age of nearly fifty. That's a joy."

My little girl is very well-behaved and sensible. She is also smarter and smarter than other girls. No matter what she learns, she can learn it secretly as long as she stands by and takes a few more glances. Comprehension is not so good. .

I spent almost all my heart and soul on my little daughter, who was not so good to her brother, but it was precisely because of her beauty that her intelligence finally harmed her. "