Block My Way Home: You Must Become My Wife

"Enough, brother Su is dying. Do you have any conscience? Why not save him? "

Qu Mengmeng, the little white flower, began to blame Zhao Xiangyun and Jiang Weimin again.

Zhao Xiangyun is too lazy to make music. Jiang Weimin is a big man who can swim. Can he drown himself?

Even if he drowns, he deserves it. Who let him stimulate the original master and let him jump into the river?

"Comrade Jiang, let's go and work!" Zhao Xiangyun Chongjiang Weimin road.

Jiang Weimin answered, "yes!"

"Jiang Weimin, take it as if I begged you. If you save brother Su, he will really die!" Qu Mengmeng hit Jiang Weimin with his idea.

Unfortunately, Jiang Weimin didn't answer her at all.

He and Zhao Xiangyun walked down the hill to the wheat fields.

But Su Xinghua, after seeing that Jiang Weimin and Zhao Xiangyun didn't save themselves, was desperate and didn't cramp.

Embarrassed from the river climbed up, Qu Mengmeng rushed up, "brother Su, you come up, great, I thought..."

Su Xinghua did not respond to his words. He looked up at Qu Mengmeng and asked her, "where can't I compare with Jiang Weimin?"

"Brother Su, you are better than Jiang Weimin. You are gentle, kind and highly learned. Sooner or later, you are going to leave this remote place. Maybe he will spend his whole life here."

Qu Mengmeng said and blushed.

"Since I'm better than Jiang Weimin in everything, why would she rather follow Jiang Weimin to work than rest with me?" Su Xinghua asked.

He really can't stand it.

Once upon a time, people who were behind them and just like assholes suddenly changed so much.

Even a redundant look, are not willing to give him.

Even She didn't even mean to save herself when he almost died just now?

She Really put yourself down?

Or because of what Jiang Weimin said?

After su Xinghua asked Qu Mengmeng this question, Qu Mengmeng's face turned white.

She also can't figure out, so fat, how can a man fight.

Just now, does Su Xinghua mean to care about her opinion?

Qu Mengmeng was not reconciled. She bit her lip and said, "brother Su, comrade Xiang Yun, she She's fat! "

Qu Mengmeng tells Su Xinghua that she is better than Zhao Xiangyun.

Thinner and prettier than her.

Even, Zhao Xiangyun is illiterate, she is not.

Qu Mengmeng reminds Su Xinghua.

He suddenly found that he did not seem to dislike Zhao Xiangyun fat, he now want her to come back to him.

"Fat can be thin!" Su Xinghua couldn't believe what he said.

"But she's ugly!" Qu Mengmeng can't hold back.

She's really going to cry.

Is she really no better than a fat pig?

As soon as Qu Mengmeng's words were finished, Su Xinghua looked up at Qu Mengmeng, with some complicated eyes.

He suddenly felt that the people in front of him were not as simple and kind as they usually showed.

How can a simple and kind person say that others are fat and ugly?

Especially at the thought that Zhao Xiangyun ignored himself because of Qu Mengmeng, Su Xinghua felt even more uncomfortable.

He said, "Comrade Qu, don't say that again in the future."

Qu Mengmeng's face froze when he heard that, "brother Su, I I didn't mean to. I just think you are excellent. Comrade Xiang Yun doesn't deserve you! "

"It's up to you whether you deserve it or not! Comrade Qu, we should not meet in private in the future. The relationship between us will go back to the past and return to simple comradeship! You Don't tell me what you have in the future. I can't help you! "

Su Xinghua finished this sentence and stood up.

His wet clothes are dripping with water.

Qu Mengmeng was so close to him that some drops of water even splashed on her face.

Obviously it's light and can't be lighter, but Qu Mengmeng feels that it's like being slapped hard.

Her face hurts!

……

Zhao Xiangyun and Jiang Weimin go back to the wheat field at the foot of the mountain. She is in a good mood, but she doesn't know that she doesn't give Su Xinghua a good face again and again. Instead, she makes Su Xinghua interested in her, and even has a different view.

If she had known for a long time, she would have taught Su Xinghua a lesson in a more radical way.

Unfortunately, none of this is if.

"Jiang Weimin, I've just been disturbed by that song Mengmeng. You haven't told me, haven't you learned to swim?" Zhao Xiangyun asked.

Jiang Weimin shook his head, "no!"

"Why not? I think you are really professional just now Zhao Xiangyun didn't believe it.Jiang Weimin said, "I like places with water. I used to swim in the river myself."

"Practice makes perfect! That Su Xinghua, I'm sure, has studied. "

Zhao Xiangyun has seen a lot of swimming competitions in his last life, and he has also learned swimming in the natatorium, such as Su Xinghua's fancy fists and embroidered legs, with a lot of small movements. He is definitely trained, but the training is not in place.

Hearing Zhao Xiangyun mention Su Xinghua's name, Jiang Weimin frowned imperceptibly.

He stopped talking, picked up the sickle and began to work.

Zhao Xiangyun did not finish, see Jiang Weimin suddenly hard work, suddenly a face.

What did she say and suddenly ignore her?

"Hello, Jiang Weimin..."

Zhao Xiangyun chased Jiang Weimin behind his buttocks. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Weimin cut a long section of wheat.

Zhao Xiangyun looked at himself and immediately felt that he was too far behind others.

Thinking of her weight loss plan, she also settled down and worked side by side with Jiang Weimin.

The former chatterers suddenly quieted down. Instead of getting better as expected, Jiang Weimin's mood became worse.

He can't say this feeling, he can only vent all his discontent on the wheat.

The speed of work has been accelerated again.

Zhao Xiangyun was so tired that she couldn't catch up with Jiang Weimin. In the end, she was so sweaty that she collapsed on the ridge of the field and sat on the ground, panting.

When Jiang Weimin finished cutting a ridge of wheat, he suddenly found that there was no movement behind him. At first sight, he saw a wall of meat lying in the wheat field.

Jiang Weimin's heart beat suddenly. He could not care for the sickle in his hand. He rushed up quickly, "Xiangyun..."

"What for?" Zhao Xiangyun weakly replied.

Hearing her voice, Jiang Weimin's heart fell down.

God knows, at that moment, he thought He thought something had happened to her!

"Why are you lying on the ground?" Jiang Weimin asked with an awkward look.

"Tired!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

"You work so fast that I can't catch up with you!"

When Jiang Weimin came down from a ridge of wheat, Zhao Xiangyun didn't finish even one third of it.