Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 418 Xiaocao, what are you dreaming about? !

Mu Caocao bit her lip, lowered her head, and said nothing.

"Xiaocao, you are only 13 years old, and you are immature both physically and mentally."

Ma Yuehong said warmly:

"Now you are only at the stage where you are interested in the opposite sex and have a slight liking for Xiaojing. Many girls have experienced this stage. You are just one of them. It is not a shameful thing."

"But you have to understand at the same time that that little favor can only be regarded as a superficial liking. When the wind blows or waits for a long time, the liking will dissipate."

"You don't have to take it to heart, just treat it as an experience."

She also came from her teenage years, so she naturally knows the thoughts of girls in this period.

She didn't think that Xiaocao's liking for Xiaojing could be deep, and it was probably more of an attraction between opposite sexes.

This attraction will not last long.

But Mu Caocao, who kept his head down and listened to her speech, suddenly raised his head and said:
"If my liking for him can't dissipate, will I always like him?"

Ma Yuehong frowned.

"Mother, Song Jing is good-looking, has a good personality, and gets along very well with our family. If, I mean, if I can always like him, can you make the decision and promise me to him?"

After saying these bold words, she shyly rubbed her hands together.

Although she is only 13 years old, there are not a few people in the village who have been engaged at the age of [-] or [-].

She can read and read, and after acquiring some new knowledge, she doesn't have a good impression of the girls in the village who were engaged early.

I even feel that it is sad that their parents who have feudal thoughts arranged their marriage.

But if Song Jing was the one she was engaged to, she thought, she would be willing.

He was unbelievably gentle in front of Nan Bao, and he took the initiative to help her carry the heavy sweet potato basket that time, which proved that he must be a kind and good-natured person.

Talking about a partner with such a person, you will die of happiness just thinking about it.

She looked at Ma Yuehong expectantly, but what she waited for was very realistic words:
"Xiaocao, what are you dreaming about?!"

"Let me promise you to Xiao Jing, it depends on whether he wants it or not!"

"You have a crush on Xiaojing now, and it's good to see him anywhere, I can understand that, but you must not have unrealistic fantasies."

"What is Xiaojing's identity, our family has known it from the beginning."

"He is the grandson of the most honored one in Kyoto. His family is well-known, his parents are full of honor, and his future is boundless!"

"If you compare him to the clouds in the sky, then you are the mud on the ground!"

Ma Yuehong accentuated her tone:

"Mud can only stay on the ground and never fly to the sky."

"So, take back your unrealistic fantasies, and live your own life in a down-to-earth manner."

"The existence of Xiaojing's identity is not something you can touch with your identity."

"Not only you can't, but our whole family can't."

"He is only temporarily coming to our village as an educated youth. After a year or two, he will definitely go back to Kyoto."

"Kyoto is his home, his foundation, the stage for his wanton performance, and his final destination."

After she finished speaking in a stern voice, seeing Mu Caocao's distraught look, she slowed down her tone in fear of provoking her too much:

"Xiaocao, not to mention that I have no right to interfere with the affairs of Xiaojing's partner, even if I have the right, it is absolutely impossible for me to agree to your unreasonable request."

(End of this chapter)