Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

"Sister Jiuniang, that Dongfang Shizi really said that he wanted to make a... body promise to you?" Xia Xiaoju blushed and asked shyly.

She was younger than Xia Beibei, so she was naturally embarrassed to say the four words with her body, and her face was hot.

However, despite being embarrassed, Xia Xiaoju still asked.

Sister Jiuniang is really lucky, to be favored by a high official, and she wants to make a promise with her body. Doesn't that mean that Xia Beibei will be the most noble person in Xiajia Village in the future?

"Sister Jiuniang, I have to curry favor with you in the future." Xia Xiaoju said to her seriously.

"Jiu Niang, what is that Master Dongfang thinking? How could he say such a thing?" Sang Jinghong frowned after hearing Xia Xiaoju's question.

"Grandma, don't think about it. Brother Dongfang just wants to support me, he has no other ideas." Xia Beibei replied.

At this time, she couldn't help scolding Dongfang Yu secretly.

That guy, what a goddamn thing to say, look at grandma getting worried now, what a crime!

"Hey, grandma is just worried about your reputation." Sang Jinghong said with a sigh.

"Grandma, things like reputation are managed by ourselves, and let's do what we do now." Xia Beibei said indifferently.

"What's going on now?" Xia Xiaoju looked at Xia Beibei in surprise.

"That's right, I still have to weave my concentric knots, so you can embroider your flowers, and try to get a good price next year." She is confident in her concentric knots, and she can also weave some bracelets. Make silk flowers.

This winter, things are full.

"Grandma Sang, can I sell my embroidery for silver?" Xia Xiaoju asked Sang Jinghong in a low voice.

"Of course, as long as you study hard, Grandma Sang guarantees that your embroidery can be sold at the best price." Sang Jinghong said to Xiaoju with a smile.

"Really?" Xia Xiaoju's eyes lit up, "Then I must embroider well, hehe."

"Hehe." Seeing that Xia Xiaoju's eyes were shining with gold, Sang Jinghong and Xia Beibei laughed at the same time, and Xia Xiaoju also laughed with them.

"Grandma Sang, are you home?"

A voice came from outside, and the laughter of the three people in the room stopped abruptly, and they couldn't help but glance at each other.

Xia Xiaoju didn't hold anything in her hand, so she stood up quickly, ran to the door, and looked out through the crack of the door.

"Grandma Sang, Sister Jiuniang, you are the eldest brother Muzi from the village chief's family." She turned her head and whispered to the two people sitting there.

She didn't like the village head's son, he looked like a man, but he was actually full of bad taste, and she didn't know that it would definitely not be a good thing for him to come to Jiuniang sister's house right now.

Sang Jinghong frowned, and glanced at Xia Beibei, "What is he doing here? Jiu Niang, quickly put away all the tassels."

There is no need to be on guard against Xia Dafu, but this Xia Ziqing must be on guard. Who knows if her family Jiuniang will tell the story about those things that she made up to watch the concentric knot.

At that time, those people in the village who are jealous of their granddaughter will have to talk nonsense again.

Although Dongfang Yu was watching there, he would always leave. Anyway, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

"En." Xia Beibei responded, and quickly put the unfinished Chinese knot into the small basket, and then covered it with a piece of cloth.

This Xia Ziqing, as long as he comes over, nothing good will happen.

However, he didn't need to think about it. He might have come here for something this time. He must have felt that she, Xia Beibei, was getting too close to Brother Dongfang.

After a while, Sang Jinghong went to open the door and let Xia Ziqing walk in.

"Grandma Sang, you...Jiu Niang and Xiao Ju are here too." Xia Ziqing blushed, and glanced at Xia Beibei who was sitting on the chair and holding the embroidered frame. She didn't lift her head at all. .

And Xia Xiaoju also bowed her head and embroidered flowers in a similar manner. As for what Xia Ziqing said, she didn't listen at all.

"Muzi, didn't Grandma Sang tell you last time, don't run to my house from now on, it's bad for Jiuniang, you're here today to find Jiuniang?" Sang Jinghong brought a stool and put it on To the front of Xia Ziqing.

"Grandma Sang, I..." Xia Ziqing's face froze, he didn't expect Sang Jinghong to talk to Xia Beibei in front of Xia Beibei, making him unable to get off the stage.

Especially there is Xia Xiaoju here.

"Grandma Sang, it's snowing outside, no one saw me coming." Even though he felt very uncomfortable, but Sang Jinghong was Xia Beibei's grandma, so he still had to talk to her in a pleasant manner.

"That's not good, what if someone sees it, you still have to be careful about this kind of thing." Sang Jinghong said with a cold face.

Now that her granddaughter has a relationship with Dongfang Yu and has been told about marriage, she can't let her granddaughter get involved with other men.

Especially this Xia Ziqing, even more so.

"Grandma Sang, I..."

"Muzi, don't blame Grandma Sang for being snobbish, but now that my Jiuniang is in the eyes of Mr. Dongfang, she shouldn't have any relationship with other men, even though Jiuniang's reputation has been spread deliberately. Okay, but Grandma Sang can't make her reputation worse, don't you think so?" Sang Jinghong didn't give Xia Ziqing a chance to speak at all, and directly carried Dongfang Yu out.

With Dongfang Yu and his words of promise, it is really possible to avoid a lot of trouble.

Xia Beibei secretly gave her grandma a thumbs up. As expected of her Xia Beibei's grandma, she speaks with courage, Xia Ziqing, you should give up now, right?

"Grandma Sang, that Dongfang Yu is a barbaric prince, and there must be countless women around him. Grandma Sang, do you really want Jiuniang to be a concubine for the prince of Dongfang? Maybe even Even if you can't get the status of a concubine, you are just a granddaughter like Jiuniang, can you be willing to give up Jiuniang just to get some benefits for yourself?"

Hearing this, not only Xia Beibei, but also Xia Xiaoju, who was pretending to be embroidering, turned green.

Although she is young, she still knows about the wives, concubines, and housekeepers in those big families, because I heard that my mother and grandma discussed it there, and I also heard about it from other aunts in the village. Pass.

This Xia Ziqing is still a scholar, and his mouth is too poisonous. He cursed Sister Jiuniang so much, he should be kicked out with a broom.

However, Sang Jinghong didn't get angry. Instead, she showed a big smile and looked at Xia Ziqing very sharply.

"Muzi, you also know that Grandma Sang picked up Jiuniang from the river. Grandma Sang is a widow who raises a child she picked up. Isn't it just to have someone to rely on when she grows up and enjoy happiness?" She looked at Xia. With a glance at Beibei, it seemed as if she was telling Xia Ziqing that her granddaughter was a golden object raised by her, and now that someone was finally willing to pay for her, she naturally had to send her granddaughter to others. .

"Now that Jiuniang has grown up so much, she should have brought some benefits to Grandma Sang, right? She even got married to someone as big as Dongfang Shizi, not to mention going to be Dongfang Shizi's concubine. As long as it can make Grandma Sang live a good life, Grandma Sang will be willing!"

"Grandma Sang, you—" Xia Ziqing let out a bad breath, but was blocked by Sang Jinghong's words, and he almost vomited to death.

He quickly took a deep breath to stabilize his mind.

"So, Muzi, please don't come to my Jiuniang again. Grandma Sang doesn't want to cause Dongfang Shizi to have any misunderstandings. If Grandma Sang can't enjoy Qingfu, it will be your fault." Sang Seeing that he was getting angry, Jing Hong continued talking.

How dare she curse her family's granddaughter like that, so why should she be polite to him?

Do you really think that he is the son of the village head and has a reputation as a scholar? He's just a poor boy, if it wasn't for his father, the village chief, he would have starved to death long ago.

Hmph, even ran to her house to preach to her.

In her opinion, that Dongfang son is much better than this Xia Ziqing. He is honest and genuinely caring for Jiuniang. He is not like this Xia Ziqing in front of him. Can only rely on him.

Don't even look at what he is.

"Jiu Niang, do you agree with what your grandma said?" Xia Ziqing looked at Xia Beibei and asked.

However, Xia Beibei didn't even raise her head. Looking at the embroidered cloth in her hand, at an angle that Xia Ziqing couldn't see, Xia Beibei slightly hooked the corners of her lips, "My life was given by my grandma, of course You have to listen to grandma."

"If it's for money, I'll be the number one scholar next year, then I can..."

"Muzi, it's not that Grandma Sang doesn't like you, you just passed the exam, can you compare with the son of Dongfang? He will be the king of the wild in the future, no matter how hard you try, you're just a high-ranking official, you can't compare. .” Sang Jinghong interrupted him with a sigh.

She snorted heavily in her heart, as a poor scholar like you, if you want to be compared with other people's elders, you are not afraid of shame.

Moreover, what Xia Ziqing said was too much, right? Did he think that he was the only scholar in the entire Fantasy Kingdom? It's something that hasn't happened yet, but he said it so clearly, as if he was already in high school at this moment.

This cheek is so thick.

"Grandma Sang, you—" Xia Ziqing choked on her words, his face flushed with embarrassment.

"Besides, look, our fantasy country is so big, and you are not the only scholar who is rushing for the exam. This person, please don't talk too much, you must know that daydreaming is the worst thing to do." Sang Jinghong eyed It was full of disdain for Xia Ziqing.

With such a personality, thinking about being the top pick in high school is simply wishful thinking.

"Grandma Sang, you can't say that. Brother Muzi, Xiaoju believes in you and will definitely win the first prize." Xia Xiaoju suddenly raised her head, and innocently said to Xia Ziqing confidently.

Xia Ziqing's whole body was trembling with anger from the person in front of him, he gritted his teeth, and glared at Xia Xiaoju angrily.

Didn't she mean to humiliate him? It was just a slip of the tongue just now, but although he was not sure that he would be the number one scholar, at least he would not lose his name. When he comes back from the capital next year, he will definitely be admired by those who look down on him.

"Jiu Niang, are you really going to follow that Dongfang Yu?" He asked Xia Beibei again.

Hearing this, Xia Beibei raised her head from the embroidery, and looked at Xia Ziqing with pure eyes, "Does Brother Muzi think there is a better choice than Big Brother Dongfang?"

As for you, Xia Ziqing, you are not even worthy of carrying the shoes of Big Brother Dongfang.

"You—you wait!" Xia Ziqing said, turned around and left the door.

Look down on him, Xia Ziqing, don't you? Just wait, one day, he will let them know that he, Xia Ziqing, is not easy to mess with.

"Tch, I didn't expect him to be such a person." Xia Xiaoju closed the door of the room after seeing Xia Ziqing's figure turning away from the courtyard door.

"Xia Ziqing has always been like this, but he used to hide well like his village head father." Xia Beibei said flatly.

What kind of temperament is Xia Ziqing, can she not see it?

"Jiu Niang, please don't associate with Muzi again." Sang Jinghong explained to Xia Beibei worriedly.

"Yes, Sister Jiuniang, if we see him on the road in the future, let's go around." Xia Xiaoju also nodded quickly, "It will be terrible if the son of Dongfang sees it."

"Grandma, do you think Xia Ziqing came to see me today?" Xia Beibei smiled and asked Sang Jinghong.

"Isn't he here to look for you? Then why is he here?" Sang Jinghong asked in surprise.

When Xia Ziqing came here before, it was not to find her granddaughter, so it must be no exception.

"Grandma Sang, what do I look at, Xia Ziqing is here to look for you." Xia Xiaoju said.

"Come to see me?" Sang Jinghong's face darkened.

That is to say, he, Xia Ziqing, could no longer talk about Xia Beibei, so he wanted to talk about himself, and wanted her to persuade Xia Beibei not to associate with Dongfang Yu?

This thing is insidious enough, and it has set its mind on her.

"Anyway, he won't bother us anymore, so leave him alone." Xia Beibei said flatly.

In the winter, it was impossible for Xia Ziqing to run outside every day, and when the heavy snow melted next year, he would have to rush to Beijing to catch the exam, and he would never have time to pay attention to her.

As for waiting for him to come back from the exam, unless he is named Luosun Shan, otherwise, waiting for the official position to be assigned will have to wait until the next year when the snow melts. At that time, Xia Ziqing, will she still pay attention to it?

As for him, if he failed Sun Shan, then she wouldn't have to be afraid of him, he was nothing more than a poor scholar who had been beaten back to his original form, and he had to wait another three years to catch up for the exam, and the cycle continued like this.

"Yes, Jiu Niang is right, let's leave him alone and continue to make money." Sang Jinghong slapped her thigh and said.