The Farmer Girl Gets Rich

Anan was about to refuse, when he heard a pungent voice coming from behind: "Namsang, where have you been, come here soon, I want to drink water, pour me water!"

It was Awan's voice.

Seeing her deliberately squeezing her throat and pretending to speak in a coarse tone, Anan couldn't help but laugh, but in front of this rotten peach blossom, he tried his best to suppress his smile and immediately pretended to be sincere and fearful, and said hurriedly: "Hey, here comes , Here, I'm sorry, Miss Cui, my lady is calling me, please go back!"

Cui Tingting finally heard the rude voice inside, and then saw Anan’s face in horror. She was very distressed and said to the door: "Big Brother Nan, what's the matter with you? She is just a woman, and you are so afraid of her. ?"

Anan did a full set of the show, with a look of horror on her face: "My wife has a bad temper and will hit people. I hope Miss Cui will leave soon."

After speaking, he closed the door without hesitation, with a slam, and he was in a particularly good mood. When he looked back, he saw Awan leaning on the door frame with her arms folded, smiling brightly in Chunhua: "How is it? Thank you. I was a tigress for your rotten peach blossom!"

Anan hugged her full of arms, and kissed her on the forehead like a reward: "It really is my good lady, for the spoiled peach blossoms of my husband, the lady has worked hard!"

Awan pointed her fingertips on his chest, teasing her face: "Don't call the lady, it's not your lady!"

"Why not, look, they all eat a meal in a pot, lie on a bed, and cover a bed. Isn't it my lady? Others call you Mrs. Nan!"

"No, we didn't pay a visit." Awan said with a curled lips: "I see that peach blossom is quite beautiful, and they are interesting to you. You happen to be single. If you don't, you will leave them."

Anan stretched out her hand and flicked her forehead like punishment: "What the **** are you talking about!"

Awan still wanted to make a few words with him, when Anan suddenly hugged him, her forehead lightly pressed against her forehead, and her voice was soft like water: "Awan, it will be August in half a month. The eighth day of August is a good day, we should marry, Awan, we will go to court and get married, okay? There is no Gaotang, no guests, only us, we are married, can't we?"

Awan did not guard against him suddenly saying such a sentence, but she knew it immediately, no wonder he was thinking about something every day, and he had memorized it in a circle on the paper, she always wanted to read it. He disagreed and said it was a secret.

What's the secret, it's just to see which day is a good day, I want to marry her.

Awan was moved in her heart: "Okay, we are married, just the two of us, enough!"

Only by marrying you is your wife and will never let you leave me.

Only by marrying you is my wife. In the past and this life, if I can marry you, even if I can't share my head, I, Nansang, will die without regret.

Anan has been very busy these few days. Awan didn’t see him when she got up early. She naturally knew that he was busy again. She said that she must give her an unforgettable marriage ceremony. Why does she need this, as long as she can become his Wife, she is satisfied.

auzw.com But he had to do it, and Awan let him go.

The clothes were placed by the bed, and Anan found her for her; Anan also prepared everything in the copper basin and washes for her. When she was cleaned up, she put a glass of water on the table and Awan picked it up and drank it. .

Sweet and warm. Drink it right now. It's just right. This is the jujube water prepared by Anan. The honey is bought from the beekeeper. The dates are powdered by Anan himself. They are given every morning. She brewed a cup and couldn't beat it.

Jujube powder and honey are very sweet, and the sweetness reaches Awan's heart. After drinking a bowl of water, she comes to the door.

Seeing a note posted on the door, Awan took it down, and saw the familiar words written on the note: Awan, I’m going out to do errands, and breakfast is in the kitchen pot, it’s hot, and you can eat it. I rushed back before lunch and waited for me. Anan.

Awan carefully rubbed the words on the note, showing a sweet smile. His handwriting is very powerful, and it is strange to say that his own handwriting is already very good, but when he saw Anan's handwriting, he couldn't help but want to copy it silently in his heart.

After reading it several times, she was reluctant to throw the note, folded it carefully, put it in the dressing box, and then opened the door.

In the pot in the kitchen, there is a bowl of red date porridge, which is thick and fragrant, there is also a soft-boiled egg, a bowl of fresh seasonal vegetables, and an egg cake, enough for her to eat.

Awan put the contents of the pot on the table, finished eating quietly, packed up the things, and then returned to the house, read a book, and copied Anan's words by the way. Forget about the days, see tight The door was closed and sighed.

It's so boring to be at home. I must get up early tomorrow and go out with Anan.

Thinking of this, the sound of the key unlocking came from outside. Awan almost jumped up happily and came back. Sure enough, when she poked her head out of the study window, she saw Anan coming in with a large bag. , His face is flying.

"Awan" Anan came in and shouted.

Awan answered, then jumped out of the window, walked through the bamboo forest, and walked out.

Seeing her coming out of the bamboo forest, Anan knew that she must have climbed the window again. He hurriedly put down the things in her hand and picked up the bamboo leaves that fell on her head and body. It's dangerous!"

"The window is very short. I turned it over as soon as I turned it over. It's okay!" Awan smiled, reaching for what Anan was holding: "What did you buy? I bought so much."

Anan avoided her hand: "Don't move, I'll take it, it's very heavy. Are you hungry? I'll go cook lunch right away, today I brought you a good thing, guess."

Putting down the things in his hand, Anan asked with a smile what he had taken.

Awan smelled it, and a strong scent poured into the tip of her nose. Awan smiled and said, "It's roast chicken!"

She likes roast chicken the most. It's thin and crispy, and smells delicious. It's delicious.