Traveling through the 1980s: The female supporting role is changing the plot again

Chapter 13

Chen Qianfan picked up the crucian carp, poured out the water in the bucket and put it away, and walked in front of Yang Muchun.

Yang Muchun's cloth shoes were soaked soft, and it was very uncomfortable when he walked on the ground and was hit by stones.But she still followed Chen Qianfan's pace, and at the same time she looked around with warning, fearing that Feng Jun would suddenly run out.

Chen Qianfan felt that the steps behind him were staggering. After thinking about it, he stopped and turned around, "Can you...can you walk back?"

The girl's wet eyes were wide open, full of vigilance, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a frightened deer, which made people feel pity.

"I can't carry you, how about you wait here while I call your family over?"

Yang Muchun:......

"I'd better follow you, I can keep up."

Chen Qianfan looked at the frail girl, paused, slowed down, and almost walked side by side with the woman.

The weather was fine and cloudless, and Chen Qianfan's mood was as bright as if he was carrying a whole bucket of fish.

On the way home, we have to pass through a cornfield. The corns are already heading and are almost as tall as a person.When walking through the crops, Yang Muchun was worried, fearing that someone would suddenly run out.

However, as if all the conspiracies and intrigues were resisted by the men around them, they walked smoothly without encountering anything.

What Yang Muchun didn't know was that Feng Jun was still waiting eagerly by the river to pick up a wife for nothing!

Feng Jun waited in the river for a long time. The sweet grass seedlings in his mouth were no longer tasteful. Seeing that he was about to start work, he couldn't help but walk up the river. He didn't see anyone until he reached the entrance of the village.Not knowing whether he was late or if Yang Zhaodi had deceived him, Feng Jun spat out the sweet grass seedlings in his mouth angrily, cursing and going to Yang Zhaodi's house to find trouble.

At this time, Yang Muchun was almost home, and her heart completely returned to her stomach.

A smile appeared on her face, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth were immediately filled with sweetness. "Brother, thank you for saving me and taking me all the way home. Where is your home? Wait..."

Before Yang Muchun could finish thanking him, he heard a harsh shout: "Ah! Girl Chun, what are you doing? Who is this? You two are all wet at noon... What are you doing?" Are you sorry?!"

Chen Qianfan was stunned when he saw Yang Muchun's sudden smile, and then immediately looked towards where the sound came from.

I saw an old lady wearing a shabby big-brimmed hat, with evil eyes in her eyes, looking at the crucian carp in his hand.

Yang Muchun also frowned delicately, looking at this aunt who suddenly appeared. This aunt usually likes to gossip. At this time, her voice was so bright, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't know. It was noisy and sharp, just like the big aunt at the entrance of the village. trumpet.

"Oh, girl Chun, if you want a man, tell your aunt, and she will introduce it to you. You are having an affair without a matchmaker!" As the aunt said this, she approached the two of them and looked at Chen Qianfan greedily. The crucian carp in his hand was holding Yang Muchun, who was about to move on, with one hand.

Yang Muchun was both surprised and disgusted.

Aunt Linghua often spoke ill of others. She had a daughter who was a classmate with her, but she went home to farm before she even finished elementary school.The two families were not far apart, and every time the matchmaker came over, he only entered his own house and looked down on theirs. Could it be that Aunt Linghua still held a grudge?

(End of this chapter)