Eighty peasant wives are busy getting rich

Chapter 92 092: I got stung

Seeing that Zhao Xiaohuan had spoken, Yuan Yi didn't object anymore. He lowered his head and ate the noodles. Yuan Zhe saw the situation and said to Yuan Yi, "Brother, you used to be so stubborn that you didn't listen to anyone, but it's my sister-in-law who is the best. Submissive."

Yuan Yi ignored Yuan Zhe, moved closer to Zhao Xiaohuan, and said to her, "Give it to him?"

"Really." Zhao Xiaohuan nodded vigorously, and it was hard to follow her words.

"Then I'll give it to you." Yuan Yi said generously. Tonight, Yuan Zhe was so happy that he got the radio he dreamed of. Zhao Xiaohuan also said that he would ride him to school tomorrow, and he liked this sister-in-law more and more. .

After dinner, Zhao Xiaohuan went to the house to draw clothes samples. She will bring the samples to Wang Kang tomorrow. Yuan Yi went to wash the pot. After he finished washing the pots and entered the room, he found that Zhao Xiaohuan had been Scratch the back of your hand.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Yi walked over, held the back of her hand and looked at it, feeling very distressed, Zhao Xiaohuan didn't care, it must have been accidentally stung while holding the beehive, she can still accept the pain, It just itch badly.

The originally thin hand was swollen as big as a steamed bun, and there were many red scratches on it. Because Zhao Xiaohuan's skin was very fair, it looked shocking. Yuan Yi hurriedly took soap from the side and wiped it on her hand. Looking at her, he said sharply, " Did you go to the mountain today? Didn’t I tell you not to let you go to the mountain, why didn’t you listen? "

Yuan Yi was distressed and angry. He knew that Sun Sujuan was stung by a bee, but Sun Sujuan didn't say that Zhao Xiaohuan was also on the mountain. Zhao Xiaohuan knew what he was thinking and knew that he was worried about her, so she didn't quarrel with him, but He shook his hand away vigorously, folded his hands on his chest, and pretended to be angry.

"I didn't intend to go to the mountain. I went to the mountain to pick peach blossoms to make peach blossom wine. I was stung by bees. You still blame me." Zhao Xiaohuan started to cry after speaking, her acting skills are at the level of a movie queen.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaohuan was crying, Yuan Yi was at a loss. He quickly wiped her tears with a towel, and explained while wiping, "I don't blame you. I'm worried that you'll get hurt. There are everything on the mountain, and you're a girl again."

After Zhao Xiaohuan said nothing, Yuan Yi sat next to her and coaxed her, "I was wrong, I shouldn't talk to you like that, don't be angry, or you can also criticize me, you can scold me, don't cry ?”

Zhao Xiaohuan knew how to measure, and when she had played enough, she would stop. She took the pen and continued to draw, and said to Yuan Yi who stayed aside, "I'm not angry anymore, I want to draw a sample."

"I'll draw with you." Yuan Yi leaned close to her, Zhao Xiaohuan drew, and he sharpened her pencil. The two cooperated very well.

That night, Yuan Yi slept with Zhao Xiaohuan in his arms, worried that her hands would hurt, Yuan Yi put a hot towel on her, he was going to the county seat tomorrow, and told her many things.

Call him if you have something to do, don't go to the mountain again, take care of yourself and wait for him to come back...

Zhao Xiaohuan slept very well that night. The next day, she and Yuan Yi took Yuan Zhe to school by bike. Yuan Zhe had never been as happy as today.

Sitting on a bicycle, holding a radio, Zhao Xiaohuan brought him a lot of snacks, Yuan Zhe was as happy as a child, with a smile on his lips all the time.

When they arrived in the town, Zhao Xiaohuan and Yuan Zhe went to send Yuan Yi to the station first. Looking at Yuan Yi's back, Zhao Xiaohuan felt a sadness of parting. For the first time, she felt very sad to be separated from someone.

"Sister-in-law, are you reluctant to part with my brother?"

　I deeply sympathize with the experience of being stung by a bee. I remember that my hands were swollen like steamed buns last year, but everyone should pay attention, don’t write like me, remember to go to the hospital if you get stung.

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