A farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 583

"I'm his older sister," Nanfeng said, "I'm from Daping Village."

The gatekeeper looked Nan Feng up and down, without any doubt, he pointed inside: "Behind the row of wooden houses, they are playing Cuju now."

That's physical education.

Nanfeng smiled: "Then I go in and take a look, is there any problem?"

"No, you can go. That child always plays alone. You are his sister. Encourage him more, so that he will not always be bored by himself."

"Okay, I see!"

Nanfeng walked to the back of the row of wooden houses.

I could hear the boys passing the ball from a long distance, and when I got closer, I saw Sima Guanger running nimbly among a group of big boys, but because of his young age, he was sweating profusely No one passed Cuju to him.

All the teachers and students in this college are men, except for some old ladies who are responsible for cooking, there are no women here. Now some people stop and don't kick when they see Nanfeng coming this way.

Later, more and more boys also stopped kicking.

They all turned around to look at Nanfeng.

Nan Feng was walking in the green grassland, smiling, with a slender figure, wearing a red and white skirt, when the wind blew, his hair flew up with the wind.

My lady, my gentleman is good.

People who read the sage books should not easily show their color, so they can only watch, and even dare not speak out, for fear of insulting the sage books.

And Sima Guang'er also saw Nanfeng. The moment he saw Nanfeng, he was pleasantly surprised at first, and then depressed for a while.

He was not brave when he was kicking Cuju just now, he must have been so ugly, the girl Feng must have seen it, he was ashamed!
Why is she here at this time?

Nanfeng only walked to the sidelines and did not continue to move forward, but called out with a smile: "Guang'er."

The group of scholars finally realized that they were looking for Sima Guang'er.

This kid, he doesn't play Cuju well, but he is really lucky to have a beauty come to look for him.

Sima Guang'er hesitated for a long time before slowly walking towards Nanfeng, he was still struggling with being seen by Feng girl for his foolishness.

But girl Feng didn't seem to focus on his playing football at all, so he approached, Nanfeng took out a handkerchief and leaned over to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The moment she leaned over, a burst of fragrance rushed over, and Sima Guang'er's face turned red again.

"Look at you, you're sweating profusely, are you tired?" Nanfeng asked.

"Not tired," Sima replied with his head down.

Nanfeng wiped his sweat for him, and then asked him: "Are you in class now or free activities? If you are in class, I will come to see you another day, anyway, I am just passing by."

"Free activities," Sima Guang'er said, and then he turned around, seeing his classmates looking this way intentionally or unintentionally, and he stopped kicking Cuju, so he pulled Nanfeng: "Feng girl, let's go!" , don't talk here."

"Oh, good," Nan Feng followed behind Sima Guang'er.

Sima Guang'er led Nanfeng to the stone bench in front of the wooden house, which just covered the Cuju field behind, so the group of students who looked like tigers and wolves could not see Girl Feng.

"Girl Feng, what are you?" Sima Guanger asked, pointing to the wooden box in Nanfeng's hand.

"This, tea, Qingxin tea, a friend gave it, and said it can cure insomnia," Nanfeng said, and then asked Sima Guanger: "Can I give you a box, I just came to see you today and didn't buy anything. I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha."

(End of this chapter)