Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

  311 Is there a better choice than Big Brother Dongfang? "Sister Jiuniang, did that Eastern Prince really say that he would like...to give you a favor?" Xia Xiaoju blushed and asked shyly.

   She was younger than Xia Beibei, and she was naturally embarrassed when she said these four words, and her face was hot and tight.

  But, although embarrassed, Xia Xiaoju still asked.

   Sister Jiuniang really had a great luck. She was even attracted by the high officials and wanted to come here with her body. That means, Xia Beibei will be the biggest noble in Xiajia Village in the future.

   "Sister Jiuniang, I have to flatter you in the future." Xia Xiaoju said to her seriously.

   "Jiniang, what is that Master Dongfang thinking? How could you say such a thing?" Sang Jinghong frowned after hearing Xia Xiaoju's question.

   "Grandma, don't think about it, Big Brother Dongfang just wants to support me, he has no other ideas." Xia Beibei replied.

   At this time, she couldn't help scolding Dongfang Yu secretly.

   That guy, what the **** are you talking about? Look at grandma's worry now, it's a heinous crime!

   "Hey, grandma is just worried about your reputation." Sang Jinghong sighed and said.

   "Grandma, reputation is something that is managed by oneself, and let's do our current things well now." Xia Beibei said indifferently.

   "What's going on now?" Xia Xiaoju looked at Xia Beibei in surprise.

"Yeah, I still have to weave my concentric knot. You can embroider your flowers and try to buy a good price next year." She is full of confidence in her concentric knot, and she can also weave some bracelets, and then Make silk flowers.

  This winter, things are packed.

   "Grandma Sang, can I also sell my embroidery for silver?" Xia Xiaoju asked Sang Jinghong in a low voice.

   "Of course, as long as you study hard, Grandma Sang guarantees that your embroidery will be sold at the best price." Sang Jinghong said to Xiaoju with a smile.

   "Really?" Xia Xiaoju's eyes lit up, "Then I must embroider well, hehe."

   "Haha." Seeing that Xia Xiaoju's eyes were shining with gold, Sang Jinghong and Xia Beibei laughed at the same time, and Xia Xiaoju laughed along with them.

   "Grandma Sang, are you at home?"

   A voice came from outside, and the three people in the room stopped laughing and glanced at each other involuntarily.

  Xia Xiaoju didn't have anything in her hand, so she quickly stood up, ran to the door, and looked out through the crack of the door.

   "Grandma Sang, sister Jiuniang, is the elder brother Muzi of the village chief's family." She turned her head and whispered to the two sitting.

   She didn't like the village chief's son. She looked like a man, but she was actually full of bad water. She didn't know that he came to Sister Jiuniang's house at this time, and it would definitely not be a good thing.

  Sang Jinghong frowned and glanced at Xia Beibei, "What is he doing here? Jiuniang, quickly put away all the tassels."

   There is no need to guard against Xia Dafu, but this Xia Ziqing must be guarded. Who knows if her family Jiuniang will make up the things about the concentric knot and tell it.

  When the time comes, those people in the village who are jealous of their granddaughter will have to talk nonsense again.

  Although there is Dongfang Yu watching, there are always times when he leaves. Anyway, it is better to have less than one thing.

   "Yeah." Xia Beibei responded, and quickly put the Chinese knot that had not yet been woven into the small basket, and then covered it with a piece of cloth.

   This Xia Ziqing, as long as he comes over, there will be no good.

   However, you don't have to think about it to know what he might have come here for this time. He must have thought that Xia Beibei and Big Brother Dongfang were getting too close.

   After a while, Sang Jinghong went over to open the door and let Xia Ziqing come in.

"Grandma Sang, you... Jiuniang and Xiaoju are also here." Xia Ziqing blushed and glanced at Xia Beibei, who was sitting on the deck holding the embroidery, and she didn't even raise her head. .

   And Xia Xiaoju also bowed her head and embroidered flowers. As for what Xia Ziqing said, she didn't listen at all.

"Muzi, didn't Grandma Sang tell you last time, don't run to my house in the future, it's not good for Jiuniang's reputation. Are you here today to find Jiuniang?" Sang Jinghong brought a stool and put it on Go in front of Xia Ziqing.

   "Grandma Sang, I..." Xia Ziqing's face froze, but she didn't expect that Sang Jinghong would talk to him like this in front of Xia Beibei, so that he couldn't get off the stage.

   In particular, there is also a Xia Xiaoju here.

   "Grandma Sang, it's snowing outside, no one sees me coming." Even though he was very uncomfortable, Sang Jinghong was Xia Beibei's grandma, so he still had to talk to her in a pleasant way.

   "That's not good. In case someone sees it, you still have to be careful about this kind of thing." Sang Jinghong said with a cold face.

   Now that her granddaughter is in a relationship with Dongfang Yu, and she was told to talk about marriage, then she can't let her granddaughter have any relationship with other men.

   Especially this Xia Ziqing, even more so.

   "Grandma Sang, I..."

"Muzi, don't blame Grandma Sang for being snobbish, but now my family, Jiuniang, has caught the eyes of Lord Dongfang, so she shouldn't have contacts with other men, although Jiuniang's reputation has been deliberately spread badly. Good, but Grandma Sang can't make her reputation worse, don't you think?" Sang Jinghong didn't give Xia Ziqing a chance to speak at all, and directly lifted Dongfang Yu out.

  With Dongfang Yu and his words of self-assurance, it is really possible to avoid a lot of trouble.

  Xia Beibei secretly gave her grandmother a thumbs up in her heart, as expected of her Xia Beibei's grandmother, the courage to speak, Xia Ziqing, now you should give up?

"Grandma Sang, that Dongfang Yu is a savage prince. There must have been countless women around him. Grandma Sang, do you really want Jiuniang to be a concubine for that prince? Even if you can’t get the status of a concubine, you are a granddaughter like Jiuniang, can you be willing to go to Jiuniang just to get some benefits for yourself?”

   Hearing this, not only Xia Beibei, but also Xia Xiaoju, who was pretending to be embroidering, turned green.

Although she is small, she still knows about the wives, concubines, and girls in the big families, because I heard my mother and my grandmother discussed it there, and I also heard from other aunts in the village. Pass.

   This Xia Ziqing is still a scholar, and his mouth is too poisonous. He cursed Sister Jiuniang like this, and he should have been driven out with a broom.

   However, Sang Jinghong was not angry, but instead showed a big smile and looked at Xia Ziqing extremely sharply.

"Muzi, you also know that Jiuniang was picked up by Grandma Sang from the river. Grandma Sang is a widow who raises a child she picked up just to have someone to rely on and enjoy happiness in old age." She looked at Xia Xia. Bei Bei glanced at it as if she was telling Xia Ziqing that her granddaughter was a golden pastry she raised. Now that someone is finally willing to pay for her, she naturally gave her granddaughter to others. .

"Now that Jiu Niang has grown so old, she should bring some benefits to Grandma Sang, right? She also liked someone as big as the prince of the East, let alone become a concubine for the prince of the East. As long as I can let Grandma Sang live a good life, Grandma Sang will be willing to do so!"

   "Grandma Sang, you—" Xia Ziqing's anger was blocked by Sang Jinghong's words, and he was vomited to death.

   He quickly took a deep breath and stabilized his mind.

"So, Muzi, you must never come to see my Jiuniang again in the future. Grandma Sang doesn't want to let the prince of Dongfang misunderstand any more. If Grandma Sang can't enjoy the happiness then, it will be yours." Sang Seeing that he was angry, Jing Hong continued.

   How dare she curse her granddaughter like that, why is she polite to him?

  I really thought he was the son of the village chief, and he had the reputation of being a scholar, so what a great thing? He's just a poor boy, if it weren't for his village chief father, I'm afraid he would have starved to death long ago.

  Humph, he even went to her house to preach to her.

In her opinion, that Prince of the East is much better than this Xia Ziqing. He is a sincere person, and he really cares about Jiuniang. Where is this Xia Ziqing in front of him, who is full of bad water, I wish Jiuniang had a bad life. Only rely on him.

   Don't even look at what he is.

   "Juniang, do you agree with what your grandma said?" Xia Ziqing looked at Xia Beibei and asked.

However, Xia Beibei didn't even lift her head. Looking at the embroidered stretcher in her hand, at an angle that Xia Ziqing couldn't see, she slightly hooked the corner of her lips, "My life was given by grandma, naturally You have to listen to your grandma."

   "If it's for the sake of money, when I'm admitted to the top spot next year, I can still..."

"Muzi, it's not that Grandma Sang doesn't look down on you, but that you have been admitted to the top spot, can you compare with the prince of the East? He will be the king of the wild in the future, and you will be nothing more than a high-ranking official, but you can't compare. ." Sang Jinghong sighed and interrupted him.

   She snorted heavily in her heart. You are a poor scholar, and you want to be compared with other people, and you are not afraid of being embarrassed.

   Besides, what Xia Ziqing said was too much? Did he think he was the only scholar in the entire fantasy country? It's not a shadow of a thing, and he actually said it so prudently, as if he was already in high school by now.

   This face is so thick.

   "Grandma Sang, you—" Xia Ziqing was choked by her words, her face flushed with shame.

"Also, look, our Dreamland is so big, and you're not the only scholar who is going to take the exam. This person, don't talk too much, you must know that daydreaming is the worst thing to do." Sang Jinghongyan It was full of disdain for Xia Ziqing.

   With such a character, thinking about the top spot in high school is simply wishful thinking.

   "Grandma Sang, you can't say that. Brother Muzi, Xiaoju believes in you and will definitely pass the exam." Xia Xiaoju suddenly raised her head and said naively to Xia Ziqing with confidence.

  Xia Ziqing's whole body was trembling with anger by the person in front of him, gritted his teeth, and glared at Xia Xiaoju angrily.

   Didn't she mean to humiliate him? It was just a slip of the tongue just now. However, although he was not sure that he would be able to pass the exam, at least he would not be named Sun Shan. When he returns from the capital next year, he will definitely be admired by those who despise him.

   "Juniang, are you really going to follow that Dongfang Yu?" He asked Xia Beibei again.

   Hearing this, Xia Beibei raised her head from the embroidery and looked at Xia Ziqing with pure eyes, "Could it be that Brother Muzi thinks there is a better choice than Brother Dongfang?"

   You, Xia Ziqing, are not even worthy to carry shoes for Big Brother Dongfang.

   "You—you wait!" Xia Ziqing said, turned around and walked out the door.

   Look down on him, Xia Ziqing, right? Just wait, one day, he will let them know that Xia Ziqing is not easy to mess with.

   "Cut, I didn't expect him to be such a person." Seeing Xia Ziqing's figure turning and leaving outside the courtyard gate, Xia Xiaoju closed the door of the room.

   "Xia Ziqing has always been such a person, he just hid well like his village chief father before." Xia Beibei said lightly.

   What kind of temperament is Xia Ziqing, can she still not see it?

   "Juniang, don't go back to Muzi again." Sang Jinghong worriedly explained to Xia Beibei.

   "Yes, Sister Jiuniang, we'll go around when we see him on the road." Xia Xiaoju also nodded quickly, "If Prince Dongfang sees it, it would be incredible."

   "Grandma, do you think Xia Ziqing is here to find me today?" Xia Beibei smiled and pursed her red lips, looking at Sang Jinghong and asked.

   "Isn't he here to find you, then why is he here?" Sang Jinghong asked in surprise.

   When Xia Ziqing came before, it wasn't to look for her granddaughter, and it must be no exception to come here.

   "Grandma Sang, what am I looking at, that guy Xia Ziqing is here to find you." Xia Xiaoju said.

   "Come to me?" Sang Jinghong's face darkened.

   That is to say, he Xia Ziqing can no longer talk about Xia Beibei, so he wants to talk about himself, and wants her to persuade Xia Beibei not to associate with Dongfang Yu?

   This thing is insidious enough to hit her on the body.

   "Anyway, he won't bother us again in the future, so leave him alone." Xia Beibei said lightly.

   In the winter, it is impossible for Xia Ziqing to run outside every day, and when the snow melts next year, he will have to rush to Beijing to take the exam, and he will not have time to pay attention to her at all.

   As for waiting for him to come back from the exam, unless he is famous, he will have to wait for the official position to be arranged, and then it will have to wait until the snow has melted in the next year. At that time, a Xia Ziqing, would she still care about it?

   As for him, if his name falls to Sun Shan, then she doesn't have to be afraid of him. He is just a poor and sour scholar who has been beaten back to his original form. He will wait for another three years to take the exam, and so on.

   "Yes, Jiuniang is right, let's leave him alone and continue to make money." Sang Jinghong patted her thigh and said something.