Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

"Don't worry, I flew over by stepping on the roof, and I will never leave footprints on the ground." He added.

Knowing that she has scruples in her heart, he will not do anything that makes people catch him.

Xia Beibei: "..."

She doesn't know what to say, she can take it for granted, I am afraid that in ancient times, there were not many people, and, in order to see her, she even braved the wind and snow, stepping on the roof to come here, saying that she is not moved, it is definitely a lie human.

"Bei Er, it's really cold in your room, why don't you turn on a charcoal fire to keep warm?" Dongfang Yu rubbed his hands and looked around.

The purpose of entering is the four cold walls.

"I don't think it's too cold. It's okay now. It's really cold when the snow melts." In fact, she was not used to the smell of charcoal fire, so she said that.

"Yeah." Dongfang Yu responded lightly, turned his eyes to look at her pitifully, "Bei Er, I haven't had dinner yet, so I'm hungry."

Xia Beibei: "..."

This guy, this guy is really, the co-author didn't come to see her because he missed her, but because he missed her craftsmanship? Yes or no?

Xia Beibei gritted her teeth and gave him a hard look. Grandma must be suspicious of going to the kitchen to start a fire at this moment.

Even she herself should wonder why she can eat so well. Not long after dinner, she was going to eat supper again. Even if she has money at home, it’s not like this way of eating. It makes people fat , it is not beautiful.

After a while, a charcoal basin was lit in the room. Xia Beibei took two sweet potatoes bought from the town and some ashes from the stove, and planned to roast two for him to eat.

Half an hour later, she used two twigs to pick out the baked sweet potato, patted the ash on it, and prepared to peel it for him.

"I come."

Unexpectedly, before his hands started to move, Dongfang Yu took the sweet potatoes beside the charcoal basin into his hands and began to peel them.

"You have a wound on your hand, this is very hot." He explained his behavior.

Hearing this, Xia Beibei rolled her eyes and was speechless.

Dude, when you watched me washing sweet potatoes just now, why didn't you think that my hand was hurt? Do you remember now?

She shook her head and sighed.

"Bei'er, what's wrong with you, why are you sighing?" Hearing her sigh, a certain prince who didn't realize it turned his eyes from the fragrant sweet potato and looked at her.

How can you sigh so well? Is there something bothering you?

However, those gangs in Xiajia Village are really enough to give him a headache, let alone a little girl named Belle.

A look of displeasure flashed across Dongfang Yu's face. If it wasn't for Yu Liuxun's current unstable form, he really wanted Belle to follow him back to Yuliu Xun.

Staying in this Xiajia Village, people who are not sick will get sick from anger.

"But what's the trouble?"

"No, no, I just thought of something from the past." Xia Beibei twitched the corner of her mouth.

She was sighing, why does Big Brother Dongfang seem to be reincarnated like a starving ghost every time she sees her? Could it be that it is difficult for the dignified son to even fill his stomach?

However, Wu Shiqi's cooking is indeed inferior to his own. It seems that in the future, he will have to cook some food for Big Brother Dongfang and send it over.

However, this is an ancient place after all, and the etiquette is strict. She is a girl, how can she often go to the ancestral hall to find Brother Dongfang, hey, it is nerve-wracking.

Xia Beibei frowned slightly, she had to think of a good idea.

...

At Shorty Xia's house, Liu Huahong was in her room, facing the air, scolding Xia Ziqing for several days, but she was still puzzled.

To be so ruthless to her Liu Huahong's daughter, do you think that Liu Huahong is easy to bully?

However, Xia Guchun is the head of Xiajia Village, so he is really not easy to mess with. If he deals with them too openly or speaks ill of their family, it will definitely be very bad for him.

After much deliberation, she finally came up with a very good solution, that is, to let her daughter go to the ancestral hall, as long as she can win Master Dongfang, she would not even bother to look at Xia Guchun and Xia Ziqing. Have a look.

But……

This matter still needs to be agreed to by her daughter. She believes that with her daughter's beauty, a Dongfang Yu can still be easily captured. As for whether she is worthy of Master Dongfang.

Even if they are not good enough, so what, as long as they have the reality of husband and wife, are they still afraid that Mr. Dongfang will renege on their debts?

Being a concubine in a wealthy family is more difficult than living in a rural family. You have to boil water, cook and wash clothes every day.

After a while, when the daughter enters the door, she must have a good talk with her.

Thinking of Xia Daya, just as Xia Daya was holding a meal, she opened the door and came in. Liu Huahong turned to look at her, and immediately saw the white rice porridge and a handful of pickles.

She immediately frowned, is this sending beggars? Even if it is to send beggars, it must be a bowl of rice, right?

"Mother, here's the porridge for you." Xia Daya put the thin bowl of porridge in her hand on a small bed in front of Liu Huahong, and then looked outside nervously, making sure that there was no one there before. He took out half a steamed bun from his bosom.

"Mom, I hid it secretly when my grandma was not paying attention. You should eat it quickly, so that grandma won't find out."

In the past few days, my mother is not in good health, but my grandma can't bear her temper anymore, calling her in the house to eat too much and be lazy, deliberately not working because of her injury.

I also think that my mother's injury was intentionally injured in order to avoid the work at home.

When Liu Huahong saw the half steamed bun, her eyes glowed blue, she quickly snatched it up, took three or five mouthfuls of steamed buns, she ate them all in her stomach, and panicked because of the steamed buns, so she quickly drank it. A mouthful of porridge.

"Mother, eat slowly, next time there are steamed buns, I'll bring them back for you." Xia Daya couldn't help but get red eyes when she saw her mother gobbling so much.

She was at home with her mother, and life has never been good. That's why mother wanted to let her get close to brother Muzi. In this way, as long as she has a relationship with brother Muzi, she will be a talented lady in the future. Grandma's attitude towards her , will be fine.

However, brother Muzi only cared about that Xia Beibei, which made her very angry.

"Damn old woman, she made me eat gruel while she was eating steamed buns outside." After taking a sip of gruel, Liu Huahong took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily, feeling even more resentful towards the old woman at home.

In this way, Liu Huahong's belief in wanting her daughter to be a hero was further strengthened, and it was impossible for Daya to go out of her way to point at Xia Ziqing. That guy had already been fascinated by Xia Beibei. dizzy.

Right now, I can only hug Mr. Dongfang.

As long as Da Ya can be favored by Lord Dongfang, even if she becomes a concubine, it will be a matter of honor for her Liu Huahong face, and she will be able to hold her head up in front of the dead old woman.

"Big girl, listen to your mother, we can't be bullied by your grandma like this, we must find a way."

"Think of something, what can you think of? Mother." Hearing her words, Xia Daya couldn't help blinking her red eyes.

What else can she and her mother think about? Brother Muzi has driven her out of Yemen, and the elder brother doesn't say anything to herself at all. What else can she do?

"Muzi, don't think about it anymore, who knows if he will be able to go to high school next year, maybe he won't be as good as your brother." Liu Huahong curled her lips in disdain, looking like a snob.

She cursed that stinky brat Xia Ziqing would never be able to go to high school, and could only be a scholar in Xiajia Village all his life, so that the villain Xia Guchun would never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life.

"Then what should I do?" Xia Daya also figured it out in the past few days. Brother Muzi never liked her, and she had no hope.

But, in their Xia family village, who is the one to look up to? They're all gone. The only family that has money is Xia Beibei's. It's impossible for her to curry favor with others.

"Big girl, listen to what mother said. Mother thinks that Mr. Dongfang is not bad. He has already become a high-ranking official at a young age. He must be much better than that Muzi. As long as you can curry favor with Mr. Dongfang, don't say yes. You're sick, even that old man Xia Guchun depends on our faces." Liu Huahong thought beautifully.

People like Master Dongfang, if they hadn't encountered the locust plague, they wouldn't even be able to see each other.

Now that there is a big pie falling from the sky, how can her eldest sister not pick it up? If he can be favored by Master Dongfang, it will be a blessing that Da Ya has cultivated in several lifetimes.

She, Liu Huahong, can enjoy the happiness with her daughter, and no longer have to look at that dead old woman.

"Master Dongfang..." Xia Daya suddenly widened her eyes, with a suspicious blush on her face.

She has only met that Master Dongfang once, but he is suave and handsome, if he can be spotted by Master Dongfang...

In that case, brother Muzi, hmph, he can fall in love with whoever he likes, she doesn't care.

"But, mother, that Dongfang lord seems to be interested in that little bitch Xia Jiuniang too..." Xia Daya hesitated for a while, and gave Liu Huahong a hesitant look.

"What do you know, Mr. Dongfang is a big shot, how could he be interested in that little girl who is dry-stirring, it's just a whim, when you dress up well, can you still compare to her?" Liu Huahong immediately asked Xia Beibei was demoted to the bottom of the mud.

How can that cheap girl compare with her Liu Huahong's daughter.

"As long as you cook a few delicate dishes and send them over, and say a few nice words to make Mr. Dongfang happy, I'm sure he will like you very much."

Men, which one is not lustful, how can a Xia Beibei win the heart of a man like Mr. Dongfang? Let alone one or two, even ten or eight are not a problem.