A Story of a Little Village Girl Getting Rich

Chapter 43
For the dream in her heart, Miao Xiaocao woke up very early today.When she woke up, Xiao Si also opened her eyes.

After quickly getting dressed, he went out of the room, intentionally or unintentionally glanced into Xiaosi's room, but he couldn't see anything through the straw curtain.

"Father, I'm going to grind the flour. I'm eating after grinding the flour. I'll rake some firewood later." Miao Xiaocao swiftly poured the wheat into the wooden basin, put it in a wooden spoon, and covered it with a burden .He took another empty basin and went out.

The mill in the village is by the river. When there is a lot of rain in spring, it saves a lot of labor by using water power to grind. Now I must grind it myself.

When Xiaocao arrived at the mill, no one came, so he put down the basin and started tidying up the stone mill.Everyone has a good habit. Every time someone uses it, they will clean the stone mill and cover it with a clean sieve, so that the next person who comes to grind the flour can use it conveniently.

Take down the wooden loom mounted on the beam and insert it into the wooden handle on the stone mill, then place the sieve under the stone mill, dig a spoonful of wheat into the hole on the stone mill with a wooden spoon, and start grinding. The unfinished mill was a bit stubborn and not very easy to grind. After pushing it a few times, the stone mill gradually got better.

"Xiaocao." Hearing this voice, Xiaocao suddenly raised her head, she couldn't believe how Miao Dechang would come here at this time.

"Brother Dechang." Xiaocao put down her emotions and greeted.

"Well, I just woke up and saw you coming with a basin. Seeing you alone, I wanted to help you." Miao Dechang was in a very happy mood, and consciously went to the handle of the wooden loom to help Xiaocao grind.Xiaocao pulled the loom, not letting him move.

"Brother Dechang, there's really no need, you can go and do your work. It's not much, I can do it by myself."

Dechang stood up straight, looked at Xiaocao squarely and said, "Xiaocao, I have no other intentions, just want to help you. Let's talk together, please let me beg you, okay?"

Seeing Miao Dechang's appearance, Xiaocao's heart softened. It was not his fault or her fault that he fell in love with him.It would be better if they could live in harmony, and there is no need to have a deep hatred like Cao Ahuang.

If you want to open Miao Xiaocao, you don't have to be restrained. It would be better if someone helps you, so hurry up and go home to eat and rake firewood.

Miao Dechang pushed the mill, and Xiaocao added wheat to the hole on the stone mill.

"Xiaocao, my mother went to your house that day. I really don't know. If she said something hurtful and inappropriate, I apologize to you. Don't worry about it. She just thinks differently from me." Miao Dechang grinds very slowly, he wants to spend more time with Xiaocao, even a little while is good.

"It's okay, I know my aunt misses you too, I can understand, I don't blame her, our whole family won't take it to heart, don't worry." After all, Xiaocao is a modern person, and she treats Miao Dechang so cautiously. The shy way of speaking feels quite awkward.

"Just don't worry about it, just don't worry about it." Although Miao Dechang worked in a restaurant, he often met with all kinds of people and was able to speak eloquently, it was because he was not facing the girl he liked!Facing the girl he likes, he also stammered and didn't know what to say.

"Thank you Brother Dechang." Seeing him nervous, Xiaocao felt embarrassed and raised her head to smile at him.

"Actually, Xiaocao, I want to ask you something." Miao Dechang looked down at the wooden machine and did not look at Xiaocao.

"Brother Dechang, I have always regarded you as my elder brother. Don't see each other with me. If you have something to say, just say it. I will know everything and talk endlessly. Hehehe..." Miao Xiaocao thought about what he wanted to ask It may be related to marriage, and the embarrassment can only be hidden by laughter.

(End of this chapter)