I Deliver Candy To Men

Before the weather cooled down, Song Yingying and Liu Zi sold fried snails several times.

It’s less than expected, not because it’s not easy to sell, but because someone in the village saw them selling, they learned something, they also touched the snails, and after they were fried, they picked them up and sold them in the city.

For this, Liu Zi had to go to a farther place to touch the snails. Yingying didn't worry about him alone, so she followed. The sixth son was not less angry, not only angry that Song Yingying did not listen to him and insisted on following him, but also angry that those people made Yingying walk a lot more.

Song Yingying persuaded him: "The things in the mountains, rivers, and fields are all eaten by God, how can they be occupied by us? Don't be angry. I play with you every day, are you not happy? It's just the two of us here, no one else."

The sixth son hates Song Yingying being around others the most, so he is very jealous of Song Qiuyan, who is close to Song Yingying. Song Yingying is not a fool, how could she not notice it? But it didn't break. Now I just use this to coax him, and it really makes the tips of his ears turn red, and he won't be sulking anymore.

The two sold it a few times, but they couldn't touch the snails, so they stopped. Liu Zi felt a little regretful in his heart, but he couldn't stop being happy. He and Yingying sold a total of more than 800 yuan, half of each person, and he had more than 400 yuan!

He took the money, wrapped it in a cloth pocket, and handed it over to Song Yingying with a solemn expression: "Here it is for you."

"What are you doing for me?" Song Yingying didn't answer.

Sixth son still stubbornly stretched out his hand: "Everyone gives money to their daughter-in-law."

"Really?" Song Yingying snorted, "But you are married, strictly speaking, you are the daughter-in-law."

Six sons stay.

"Do you want me to hand over the money to you?" Song Yingying said maliciously.

Liu Zi pursed his lips, a little annoyed on his face. Just when Song Yingying thought he was going to say something macho, she saw him drop her head and whispered, "I can take care of it for you. Don't worry, I won't spend your money. All mine is yours."

The clothes he was wearing were made by her. The headband he tied his hair was made by her. The shoes on his feet were made by Mrs. Song. He was already hers.

This time, Song Yingying was stunned.

"This is simply a 24-year-old husband who has been trained and taught!" Song Yingying exclaimed to the system in her heart, "My daughter-in-law belongs to my daughter-in-law, and my daughter-in-law's is still my daughter-in-law's. Oh my God, he doesn't need to teach him, he will realize it himself! "

So talented!

The system's serious voice came: "Please cherish the male supporting role."

Song Yingying looked at Liu Zi's still childish appearance, and touched the tip of her nose uncomfortably: "I didn't cherish him."

It's just that he's too young now, and she doesn't have feelings for him.

"Bring it." While Song Yingying was in a trance, the sixth son had already stuffed his purse back, stretched out his hand to Song Yingying, and raised his eyebrows.

Song Yingying snorted: "I won't give it to you. I have to take my money myself."

Seeing that she didn't give it, Liu Zi didn't pursue it, but smiled lightly, and there was a little bit of sly light flashing in the dark pupils.

Song Yingying was stunned, and then she thought of something, and said in disbelief, "Are you kidding me just now?"

Is he actually funny?

Liu Zi laughed until his shoulders were shaking: "Do you think you are the only one who can be funny?"

He just teased her! Look at how stupid she is!

Six sons, who had tasted victory for the first time, only thought it was a wonderful feeling, no wonder Yingying always liked to tease him on weekdays.

Song Yingying was so angry that she raised her hand and hit him on the back of the head. This time Liu Zi didn't smile anymore, his lips were stretched, and his dark eyes showed a fierce light. Song Yingying was startled, and before she could react, someone grabbed her hand.

"Don't hit me on the head again!" Liu Zi grabbed her hand and said decisively.

Song Yingying couldn't win her own hand, so she was so angry, just as she was about to get angry with him, she saw a domineering and fierce look in his handsome eyebrows, her heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she was immediately embarrassed and angry: "Let me go. !"

"Promise first that you won't beat me in the head again!" Liuzi held her tightly, "Don't pull my ears! Don't push my shoulders! Don't call me Xiaoliuzi! Tell me to hear it again, you Just wait and see!"

Song Yingying was used to bullying him in the past, she never saw him fight back, she always thought he was easy to bully. At this time, he was grabbed by his hand and couldn't make any money, only to realize that he was no longer the kid who was easy to bully. Suddenly, he realized that he was no shorter than her, and even two points taller than her.

"What are you doing? Are you really going to hit me?" Song Yingying's eyes widened, hiding her lack of confidence.

Liu Zi was not angry with her this time, he said calmly, "You know I won't hit you."

Song Yingying made another profit, but she still couldn't make it. Looking at his heavy eyes again, he didn't dare to shout "what do you want?" stupid words.

Losing to a child two or three years younger than her, she was not convinced.

"I'll wait and see now, what can you do to me?" She raised her chin. "If you're in a hurry, hold on to me and don't let it go. My father, mother, and brother will come over later, so don't let me go!"

Humph, can't kill him!

Liu Zi froze for a moment. He pursed his lips, and his eyes showed a bit of annoyance: "What's your name?"

Obviously it's the two of them!

"Hmph." Song Yingying raised her chin.

Six sons were angry and annoyed, and hated her to death, threw her hand heavily, turned away with a sullen face.

Song Yingying sighed and touched her red wrist.

Fortunately, he left. If he didn't leave, Father Song and the others would have seen him. They would have thought that she was bullying people again, and bullying honest people. They won't train Liu Zi, only her.

Song Qiuyan's wedding date is set, in March next year. After all, it's half a year.

Song Yingying has been running a lot to the village chief's house recently. Because after Song Qiuyan and Li Maocheng get married, they will become her after rebirth, not the Yanyan she is familiar with, and there is a bitter and wronged past life between them.

While she was still a wild goose, Song Yingying got closer to her.

The six sons didn't care either. Song Qiuyan was about to get married soon, and it was so far away. He and Yingying are both famous, and he will not be jealous in the future.

The days go by quickly. In the blink of an eye, Song Qiuyan is about to get married.

Song Yingying and Liu Zi both went to help.

Song Qiuyan was very nervous, sitting on the bed, clutching Song Yingying's hand tightly, her palms were sweating coldly.

Song Yingying just gag and said nice words to comfort her.

Occasionally I heard the daughter-in-law of the village chief talking to someone outside: "My family is Qiuyan, everyone likes her, and she runs around asking for help..."

Song Yingying just laughed.

After a lively and cumbersome etiquette, Song Qiuyan was carried away by the sedan chair.

On the way home, Yingying felt an indescribable melancholy in her heart. This was the only time her friend got married in her memory.

Six sons walked beside her, and seeing her eyes wandering, her expression didn't look like she was happy, so he said, "Let's go visit her when we're free."

Song Yingying nodded: "Yes."

Her fascination made the sixth son wonder, is she envious of Song Qiuyan sitting in the sedan chair? The girls in their villages marry, but they don't sit in sedan chairs, some lead them, some walk behind their backs, and those who set up the sedan chairs are very wealthy families.

He lowered his eyes and suddenly said earnestly: "You wait for me for a few years, and I will marry you with a sedan chair."

Song Yingying came back to her senses this time, and laughed "puchi", the melancholy energy just now disappeared, and she turned to look at Liuzi: "I used the sedan chair to carry you!"

The six sons were stunned, remembering that he was married. He pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

"You're angry?" Song Yingying raised her arms and rubbed him, "Are you regretting it? Don't want to join the family?"

Six sons shook his head.

If he doesn't get married, he won't be able to marry Yingying!

Seeing him gloomy, Song Yingying thought that he was well-intentioned, but she was teasing him like this and was a bit bullying. He reached out his hand quietly and held him.

She wanted to comfort him, so she held his hand to show her closeness. Unexpectedly, after he was held by her, he quickly pulled out his hand!

Song Yingying was angry, did she dislike her? He turned his head to stare at him, only to see a piece of red ear tip. Immediately, her hand was held tightly!

Song Yingying was stunned! I didn't expect this guy to be so arrogant!

She can't hold him, he has to hold her!

However, Liu Zi didn't look at her at all, looking straight ahead, no matter how Song Yingying stared at him, she would never look back.

It's just that the tips of her ears are getting redder and brighter under her gaze.

Song Yingying suddenly remembered a joke: "You chase me for five kilometers naked, look back and count me as the loser."

She couldn't help laughing.

Liu Zi didn't know what she was laughing at, thinking she was teasing him again, pursed her lips tightly, and held her hand even harder!

Song Yingying felt pain in her grip, so she shook her hand vigorously: "Let go! I won't hold you anymore!"

Seeing her struggling, Liu Zi tightened her grip.

She gave him a hand with great difficulty, usually either hitting the back of his head or pushing him on the shoulder, or pounding him with her elbow. Now I don't know why he is willing to hold him, the soft and warm little hand is in the palm of his hand, how can he let go?

Song Yingying was held by him all the way.

At first, I was throwing and throwing, and then I was too lazy to throw it.

Thinking of fun things, he said to him with a high eyebrow.

Liu Zi looked at her quietly.

She doesn't bother him. He was holding her, and she wasn't even annoyed.

The corners of her mouth curled up a little, and she quietly listened to her lively and crisp voice saying interesting things.

There was a little sweetness in his heart, more and more, until the back, filling his entire chest.