The Prestigious Family’s Young lady and the Farmer

When he came back to his senses, he had already rushed forward and put down the wild boar he was going to sell to his fourth brother, Jiāo Shuxiu. He was afraid that she would not want to go with him, and said something that he felt would be able to treat himself. The sincerity and determination expressed by her, even after Yama agreed to sell her to him, for fear of being robbed, she carried her and ran away...

But when he held Lin Qingwan on his shoulders and ran wildly on the country road, his heart was full of satisfaction and indescribable ecstasy. At this time, he forgot the embarrassment just now, all kinds of considerations, the eyes of others, and that he was actually acting like a fool...forgot everything. Just like a child who has obtained a treasure, I can't wait to share my joy with people all over the world...

His pace was fast and steady, and Lin Qingwan didn't feel any bumps at all. but--

But is this really good?

Although there are usually very few people on the country roads, today is a market day after all, so every once in a while, there will always be a few villagers, and others will look at them like crazy...

Lin Qingwan lowered her head in shame and slapped his back.

"Everyone is looking at us, you let me down."

Yang Tiezhu finally stopped his rushing footsteps, and then he reacted, blushing, "...Oh."

At a loss, he gently placed her on the ground, embarrassed that he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

Lin Qingwan didn't know whether she was right or wrong in agreeing to him so impulsive just now.

Never met, completely unfamiliar, just because of the other party's sincere eyes and a clumsy question, sold yourself like this?

But for now, it seems to be fine. Such a sincere man should love his daughter-in-law in the future——

She is in such an embarrassing situation now, what more can she ask for? At least, he looks good, he seems to be sincere, and he is not bad. And not married. If Lin Qingwan was to marry someone as a concubine or something, she would rather die.

"You... where are you going to take me?" she asked in a low voice.

Yang Tiezhu scratched his head, he really didn't think about it.

After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "I'll put you in my aunt's house first, can you see? When I go back and explain this to my parents, I'll pick you up?"

Lin Qingwan thought for a while, then nodded. In fact, she didn't have any clues. After all, she didn't know anything about him.

we can only do this.

At least he still knows to ask her opinion, which is another advantage of adding impression points?

"Then... let's go?"

"it is good."

Yang Tiezhu walked in front, and Lin Qingwan followed behind.

After two steps, he looked back and glanced, and after two steps, he looked back again. Finally, as if he finally figured it out, he slowed down and walked side by side with Lin Qingwan.

He also specially set small steps, afraid that she would not be able to keep up, and he looked awkward and afraid to talk to her.

Lin Qingwan, who saw all this from the corner of her eyes, wanted to laugh. Ha~~ This man is so cute~~ "What's your name?" After thinking about it, she said again, "My surname is Lin, and my boudoir name is Qingwan. What about you?" Buxu is gentle like water, so he shouldn't think she's too bland, right?

He seemed very nervous, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. "My name is Tie Zhu, Yang Tiezhu." He stood there still, looking at her who was still walking forward, took two quick steps and hurriedly followed.

Qing Wan ~ Wan'er ~ ~ It sounds really good. Yang Tiezhu smirked.

Iron pillar? It really lives up to its name, like a pillar. Lin Qingwan snickered secretly in her heart.

The two of them didn't talk along the way, and after walking for a while, they came to the entrance of Luoxia Village.

Yang Tiezhu was afraid that someone from the same village would make fun of him, so he led Lin Qingwan around and entered from the end of the village. After walking for a while, I came to the door of a small farmhouse.

The courtyard wall of the small courtyard is a fence made of bamboo, and when you stand outside the courtyard, you can vaguely see what is inside.

On the front face are three large tile-roofed houses, and to the left and right of the large tile-roofed house is an adobe thatched-roofed house, which seems to be a house for sundries and a stove.

On the left side of the courtyard is a well, and on the right side is a jīshe. There is a jujube tree in the yard, and there are rows of shelves in the middle of the yard, with dustpans on them, as if they are drying something.

Yang Tiezhu pushed open the courtyard door and walked in. "Auntie, are you at home?"

A middle-aged woman in blue sackcloth came out of the stove.

The middle-aged woman was about forty years old, with an oval face, and she looked very clean and tidy. Although she was not well dressed, she looked like a good-natured person.

"Tie Zhu, you're here. Come in quickly." Seeing Lin Qingwan behind Yang Tiezhu again, she was a little surprised, but she didn't say anything, just raised the curtain with a warm smile to welcome the two of them into the main room. "Come on, come in and sit."

There is a large square table in the main house facing the door, next to the wall is a row of kang, on which is covered with bamboo woven kang mats, and a small square kang table, the head of the kang and the corner of the kang stand separately. A row of kang cabinets.

Yang Tiezhu gave Lin Qingwan a blushing look, "Auntie, I have something to tell you, let's talk outside."

Yang Tiezhu's aunt, Mrs. Yang, glanced at her nephew and smiled at Lin Qingwan, "Girl, sit down for a while, I see what this stinky brat said to me... I'll eat at home all the time..."

Mr. Yang took Yang Tiezhu and turned around to leave the house and went to the stove.

After a while, the two entered,

Food in hand. Yang Tiezhu's face was still black and red, with a restrained expression.

☆, the well-intentioned Mr. Ho

Mr. Yang put the food on the table and stuffed a pair of chopsticks for Lin Qingwan.

"This stinky boy didn't say anything in advance, and Auntie didn't prepare anything. The girl will order it soon." Seeing Mr. Yang's attitude, the man seemed to have told his aunt everything.

"Thank you auntie, I won't pick it." Lin Qingwan lowered her eyelids, very shy. Although she has never been a shy person, this situation is so embarrassing.

The moist white face was stained with a hint of red, and Yang Tiezhu, who was watching her peeking from the side, couldn't help but go crazy again.

The dishes are stir-fried white wort and scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, as well as a plate of pickled vegetables, and the rice is millet porridge and tortillas.

This is the first time that Lin Qingwan has eaten a serious meal, so it feels very delicious, but she eats it very restrained, and she doesn't want people to think that she was reincarnated by a starving ghost.

After drinking a bowl of porridge and two corn pancakes, Lin Qingwan was full. She put down the dishes and sat with her head down.

Yang Tiezhu was also very cautious about eating, he felt that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Mrs Yang gave her nephew a funny look, and said to Lin Qingwan, "Since you're here, stay at my aunt's house, and Tie Zhu also told me about your affairs. When he goes back and tells his family, we'll discuss the two of you. marriage."

Hongxia immediately filled Lin Qingwan's small face, and she nodded shyly.

After dinner, Mrs Yang packed up the dishes and sent Yang Tiezhu, who was in a hurry to help out, to the yard to fetch water.

After a while, Mrs. Yang watched Yang Tiezhu gesture to her that the water was ready, and dragged Lin Qingwan out of the main room to the stove.

"Auntie has already boiled the water for you, so you should wash it first. Wash it clean, and go to get rid of bad luck. The pig pancreas is by the bathtub, and the change of clothes is hanging on the rope. It belongs to my daughter-in-law, don't you? Disgusting." As he said, he walked out and closed the door.

Lin Qingwan blushed even more. Today, she blushes more times than in her two lifetimes combined.

She knew that she looked very awkward. She hadn't taken a bath in more than a month, and her body didn't smell very good. She didn't know how they ignored the food they could still eat.

A large wooden bucket was placed in the inner corner of the kitchen room. The hot water had been placed in it, and it was smoking.

Lin Qingwan tried the water temperature, and it was just right. She undressed and tiptoed in.

It was so comfortable, she shrunk her whole body into the water, soaked it for a while, picked up the pig pancreas, and started scrubbing her hair.

Pig pancreas, which is the original version of modern soap, was also used by 'Lin Qingwan' when he was in the capital, but the ladies used white ones with a floral scent, called Xiang pancreas. The one here is black and gray, with a smell of saponin. I don't know what it was made of, but it was completely washed.

She remembered that in several time-travel articles she had read in her previous life, there were stories about the heroine making a fortune by making fragrant pancreas, but she really couldn't remember the 'recipe' written in it.

It seems that the common golden finger in the time-travel text is not very feasible for her.

Lin Qingwan rubbed her body and thought leisurely.

After a while, she washed a large basin of black water. Lin Qingwan looked at the dirty water with some disgust. It was hard to imagine that she washed it out. She stood up and looked around, and saw a small tub with water in the corner of the edge of the tub. She thought about it and reached out and touched the underside of the tub facing the tub.

As expected, there was a bulge that resembled a plug underneath. She tried to pull it out, but she could. She pulled it out and felt the water in the tub flowing out.

The wisdom of the ancients cannot be underestimated! This is a simple bathtub!

Lin Qingwan sighed, and when the water in the tub was all drained, she scooped water with the ladle in the tub and flushed the tub. Then plug the stopper, and pour all the hot water left in the two wooden buckets next to it into the bathtub.

After washing her body and hair this time, she stepped out of the bathtub, picked up the handkerchief next to her clothes and started wiping her body and hair.

Without the sound of bathing water, the whole kitchen was quiet. The voices in the yard outside can also be vaguely heard inside. It seems that Yang Shi and Yang Tiezhu are talking about something...

Lin Qingwan rubbed her hair and pricked up her ears...

In the yard, Mrs. Yang was sitting under the jujube tree picking beans, and Yang Tiezhu was sitting beside her.

"Auntie can see that you like this girl very much..." Yang said slowly. She is not blind either, she can see the clue from Yang Tiezhu's actions, she has never seen her nephew treat a girl like this.

She sighed in her heart. After all, the child has grown up and knows the girl she likes.

When Yang Tieshuan was born that year, his mother He's family had no milk, and after several times of breastfeeding, it didn't come off. It happened that Yang's family just had a daughter, but unfortunately she didn't survive, and she died only two months later. Mr. Yang asked to come to the door, and Mrs. Yang took the milk from Yang Tiezhu, who was still in swaddling clothes. The milk lasted for more than a year.