peasant young lady

Chapter 183 White Shirt Jeans
Almost immediately, Yang Dalang was about to snatch the package from Cheng Xia, Cheng Xia frowned, and looked at him puzzled, "Do you know what this is?"

"No," Yang Dalang's face darkened, he lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then slightly restrained his emotions and raised his head, "I think that what Li is giving you must be very important, and I will put it away for you."

"No need!" Cheng Xia directly refused, and hugged the package even tighter, "I can put away my own things." Cheng Xia sighed, and continued to lie facing the wall, leaving Yang Dalang with a thin back.

These are her things, which Grandpa Lizheng put away for her the day she came to Ming Dynasty, her white shirt, and her jeans.

It was what she wore when she traveled here. She thought it was Cheng Xia who took it away, but it turned out that Grandpa Lizheng put it away and kept it until now.That backpack was hidden by Yang Dalang and she didn't give it to her, so she didn't have anything to look at that she brought back from modern times. Now that she has this suit, she has something to think about.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, Cheng Xia tightened the package in her arms, carefully turned over and glanced behind her, just in time to meet Yang Dalang staring at her, Cheng Xia immediately came to her senses , pursed his lips, rolled his eyes a few times, then closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

After guessing that a quarter of an hour had passed, Cheng Xia turned her head cautiously again, and still saw Yang Dalang sitting on the bed staring at her without blinking. After a while, sleepiness struck, and she fell asleep with the package in her arms.

Thousands of emotions flashed in Yang Dalang's eyes. In the end, he just lay beside Cheng Xia, patted her on the back lightly to make her more comfortable, and then carefully took the package away from her arms. Waking up with a start, she quickly got out of bed and walked straight out of the bamboo house towards the forbidden place of death on the mountain.

Jumped into the rose bushes, walked to the back of the third last blood-throat tree, and dug up the solid soil with a branch. After digging deeply, I saw a black corner of the soil. Yang Dalang picked up the corner, revealing a black backpack.

There are mobile phones, charging treasures, an air cushion BB, and a skin care travel set. Yang Dalang took them out one by one, and looked at each one carefully, but unfortunately he couldn't understand anything.Put all the things back into the backpack, and took the package stolen from Cheng Xia's arms just now, opened it and looked, the pure white top, light blue trousers, Yang Dalang didn't know, there were such clothes, he I have never seen it at all, but Cheng Xia said it was hers.

Yang Dalang's heart trembled, he quickly put the clothes back into the package, put them into the backpack together, and then buried it deep in the ground, buried the soil, as if he was worried, stepped on two feet again, and took the hay Cover it until there are no traces of digging, so I feel a little relieved.

Passing by the swing frame, I looked at the silk cloth that had been wet and wrinkled by the rain. The dots of red plums on the silk cloth had been smudged, and the spots were beautiful.The lingering scenes were repeated in front of his eyes, Yang Dalang's eyes deepened, he turned around and walked out of the rose bushes and down the mountain.

Cheng Xia was still in a deep sleep, Yang Dalang went over to take a look, the tears in the corners of her eyes were still wet, it seemed that Lizheng's death really made her heartbroken.

The sky was already dark, and it looked like it was going to rain again. Yang Dalang went to the kitchen, boiled rice briefly, and then made the simplest big pot stew. After bringing the food to the bedroom, Cheng Xia had already woken up. In the last bit of misty light, he was anxiously looking for something.

Seeing Yang Dalang coming in, Cheng Xia couldn't wait to pull him and asked, "Where's my package, have you seen my package? I brought it back from Grandpa Lizheng." She searched everywhere but found nothing.

Yang Dalang nodded indifferently, pointed to the food on the table and said, "Be hungry, eat something."

Cheng Xia looked directly at Yang Dalang with a cold face, not letting go of the slightest expression on his face, "You put it away for me, didn't you?" While questioning, there was an affirmative tone.

"Come down to eat," Yang Dalang arranged the shoes at the foot of the bed for her, and smiled faintly.

"Give it back to me." Cheng Xia stretched out his hand to Yang Dalang.

silence.

"That thing is useless to you, give it back to me."

Still silent.

Cheng Xia took a deep breath, closed her eyes slightly, then opened her eyes and still looked at Yang Dalang, "Let me say this for the last time, I don't need the backpack, but return the package to me."

Yang Dalang looked at her deeply, still with a warm smile on his face, as if Cheng Xia was an unreasonable child, he used the greatest tolerance to accommodate her, "I have cooked for a long time, try Bar."

"What are you going to do!" Cheng Xia told herself to calm down, but her heart collapsed in an instant. She lost her temper with Yang Dalang for the first time, and she was hysterical, "Why on earth, what are you going to do, that's my thing, What's the use of asking for it?"

Yang Dalang didn't speak, just sat down beside her silently.

The anger in Cheng Xia's heart reached its peak. Facing such a person, she couldn't even quarrel. Cheng Xia got off the bed and walked out. Yang Dalang suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. It’s fine to scold me, as long as you can relieve your anger, don’t leave.”

"Let go!" Cheng Xia said coldly.

"Don't let it go!"

Cheng Xia tried hard to break his hand, but he didn't move. Cheng Xia became ruthless, lowered her head and bit the back of Yang Dalang's hand fiercely, biting bloody teeth marks, her mouth was full of bloody smell, but she still couldn't see him. Let go.

"Let me go!" Cheng Xia stepped on Yang Dalang's instep with great force, and then took advantage of his pain and ran out of the door. It was raining outside, and she didn't wear shoes, but she didn't care about it , she felt that she had been dazzled, she wanted to wake herself up in the rain, and she wanted to calm down.

Yes, she needs that dress, she still thought about it before going to sleep, or, when she put on the white shirt and jeans again, she can return to modern times, she knows that she is dreaming, but she wants to try .

But now, with the cold raindrops hitting her face, she is completely awake, can she leave like this?Is she willing?Even if she can really walk, can she put on that dress and leave without distraction?
Here is her concern, her fetters, and the person she loves!Can she still be as free and easy as before?
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Cheng Xia stood outside the eaves, raised her head and quietly felt the heavy rain pouring down on her face, Yang Dalang stood beside her, didn't say anything, just endured it with her.

He knew she was angry, but he still wouldn't take the things out.

Enough drenching, and it was completely dark, Cheng Xia went back to the room wet all over, Yang Dalang saw that she was in a daze, so he brought her clean clothes for her to change into, but she didn't respond like a walking dead.

Yang Dalang asked her to sit on the chair, moved the tub he had built a few days ago into the house, poured the hot water, and seeing that she still didn't respond, he took off her clothes and carried her into the tub Take a bath.

She had been caught in the rain, and a soak like this would drive away the chill and humidity.Shocked by the hot water, Cheng Xia regained consciousness.In the mist of water vapor, she turned her head to look at Yang Dalang who was wiping her back, her eyes were instantly covered with tears, she stretched out her arms to hug Yang Dalang's body which was also drenched, crying extremely sad and pitiful.

The Ming Dynasty had a strict funeral system. There were strict procedures from sending the dead to reporting the funeral, to encoffining, to keeping the shop, to laying the coffin, to staying in the funeral, to expressing condolence, to receiving the third party, and to going out of the funeral.Although the countryside is not as particular as the princes and nobles, there are still some old traditions to be followed.Grandpa Lizheng was buried after seven days of inactivity.

Just arrived at Shenshi in the afternoon, that is, at three o'clock, Cheng Xia climbed to the highest point on the mountain and watched Grandpa Lizheng's coffin being carried out from Tian's house, followed by a long and mighty group of people behind the coffin, Wearing hemp and mourning mourning, the sound resounded throughout Qingxian Village. Although he was far away from the mountain, Cheng Xia could clearly hear those heart-piercing howls. look.

There was a gust of cold wind blowing from the mountain, and Cheng Xia shrank her shoulders involuntarily. This was the first time she had climbed to the top of the mountain, and she just wanted to send Grandpa Li Zheng a far away. It will get better, let him stop worrying about himself.

Tears rolled down little by little, Cheng Xia sniffled, put a smile on the corner of her mouth, and waved lightly towards the direction the team was leaving. She said goodbye to Grandpa Lizheng in her heart, and she brought the last I sincerely hope that the old man is well in heaven.

Turning around and walking down the mountain, Cheng Xia did not go home, but headed in another direction. She wanted to find a strange place to relax. Yang Dalang has been worried about her for the past few days, and she wanted to have a last afternoon. , When I got home, I didn't think about these sad things anymore, Grandpa Lizheng also hoped that she would live well.

There are flowers blooming everywhere on the mountain, they are really colorful and elegant, Cheng Xia picked a few flowers at random, and planned to take them home and keep them in a bottle, so as to add some joy to the family.

Suddenly, Cheng Xia's footsteps going down the mountain stopped abruptly. She stared blankly at a man who was lying in the flowers not far in front of him. He was leisurely admiring the blue sky and white clouds at the moment.

Although Cheng Xia wondered why there was an extra person here, he also knew the difference between men and women, so he turned and walked in the other direction, but he couldn't prevent the man from hearing the movement and straightened up to look at Cheng Xia, "Girl, may I ask you?" Do you know where this is?"

Why?Lost people?Cheng Xia looked back at the man's handsome face and said softly, "This is Qingxian Village in Chong'an County."

"Qingxian Village," the man nodded, patted the dirt on his body, stood up, took out a portrait in his arms, and showed it to Cheng Xia, "Miss, have you ever seen the man in the portrait?"

After seeing the face of the person in the portrait clearly, Cheng Xia was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at the person holding the portrait, Cheng Xia couldn't help squinting his eyes to look carefully.

(End of this chapter)