Popular peasant wife: mountain man lacks training

Chapter 148 You are the most hypocritical

"Yeah, you seem to have a big opinion of Lu Jiaojiao, tsk tsk.

To be honest, do you also have the same mentality of watching a good show as I do?
He also said that I am hypocritical, obviously brother Chuan is the most hypocritical! "

Geng Sang stopped the bed curtain he was sewing, and looked at Lu Nanchuan with his chin resting on his hands.

Lu Nanchuan allowed her to tease at will, completely acting like I don't know what you're talking about, and said flatly, "Your bed curtain has been sewn for four or five days, and it hasn't been sewn yet."

Hehehehe, Geng Sang looked up at the sky, eyes rolling wildly.

It seems that it is really my fault that I can't sew well. After all, I am still in the process of learning, so why worry about it!
Now the weather is still very hot, even if it is sewn, it will not be used, and it will not be ventilated when hung on the bed, and it will not be stuffy.

Geng Sang kept complaining in his heart, but this could not cover up the fact that his hand was disabled.

"Lu Nanchuan, I think Lu Jiaojiao may still get what she wants, after all, I always think she is too confident."

Geng Sang thought for a while, and expressed his opinion, "Anyone else, even if they have a heart to climb high, now that the clan elders have decided to sink her, they will definitely panic.

She can still fight against the village chief calmly, unless she has a problem with her mind, she will not beg for mercy at such a time, and it is abnormal to be so arrogant.

Do you think Lu Jiaojiao looks like she has a brain problem, mentally ill?Nothing like it. "

"Yes, she's not sick, she's just insane, just wait, she's very arrogant now, if she drags on for a few more days, she'll have a hard time."

Lu Nanchuan stopped what he was doing, moved his wrist a few times, and said coldly.

Geng Sang also felt that Lu Jiaojiao was a little mad, but how could Lu Nanchuan be sure that Lu Jiaojiao would suffer?
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, time can verify everything, Geng Sang concentrated on sewing the bed curtain.

The house was built at the east end of the village. It was originally designed to keep the old Lu family away, but also to live close to the village head's house. With the village head's deterrence, he was not afraid that the old Lu family would come to make trouble.

Who would have thought that these incidents would continue one after another, even though they didn't come to make noise at their own door, the Lu family still couldn't avoid it.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Sun blocked the door of the village chief's house again, demanding that the village chief release Lu Jiaojiao from the ancestral hall.

This time the village head gave a death order, except for those who went in to deliver meals, no one from the old Lu family was allowed to go in to visit.

Mrs. Sun came back for several days. Except for the first day when the guards were not paying attention and sneaked in, the mother and wife did not know what to discuss, and they never went in again.

Geng Sang and Lu Nanchuan had just had breakfast, and because Mrs. Sun was outside, Geng Sang didn't even leave the house, and Mrs. Sun, who was in the province, saw that she was venting her anger on her family.

Hearing the noise and bustle outside, he suddenly became very restless.

I vaguely heard someone yelling, "The owner of Jinxiu Embroidery Workshop has really come to propose marriage!"

Subsequent voices were drowned out by the villagers' chatter.

"Brother Chuan, I'll go out and have a look!"

Geng Sang and Lu Nanchuan greeted each other and quickly walked outside. It seems that Lu Nanchuan made a mistake in his judgment, that Young Master Jin's family actually came to propose marriage.

When Geng Sang went out, the people who had gathered around the door of the village chief's house to watch the fun had already moved to the entrance of the village.

Geng Sang followed, and saw the matchmaker who was besieged at the entrance of the village and the bride price.

(End of this chapter)