If Mother He didn't have a whim and wanted to pull out Chuzheng's flowers, then there would be no such thing as the latter.
He's mother sheltering the fugitive is illegal, and she can't help Chuzheng to trouble her.
She couldn't help it, but the He family did.
Mother He's husband, carrying a hoe, ran aggressively to find Chuzheng Theory.
Chuzheng Tower didn't even go down, just stood on the terrace and watched, ignoring the clamoring people below.
When the people below were almost clamoring, she said slowly: "What's the use of you looking for me, it's not that I let your wife hide the criminals. It's not that I took the initiative to report her, she pulled my flowers first, if If she doesn't do it, I won't check the surveillance, and naturally there will be nothing behind it. If you want to blame, you can only blame your wife."
After Chuzheng finished speaking, he ignored him and let him call.
Mengchen stood by the window and looked down, a little worried: "Just leave him alone?"
"Otherwise? Go down and quarrel with him?"
"… "
He couldn't imagine the picture of Chuzheng quarreling with others, so forget it.
"He won't do anything drastic, will he?"
"Fear?"
"I'm just worried..." No one could have imagined how terrifying what some people would do on impulse.
Chuzheng glanced downstairs and didn't care much, "If he is like this, I can handle ten more, don't be afraid."
Dusty: "… "
Father He has been doing farm work all the year round, and he has developed a lot of muscles. He is about 1.8 meters tall, and it is still a bit scary to look at.
Chuzheng drew the curtains to prevent Mengchen from watching.
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He's father was making trouble down there for a long time, and people didn't pay attention to him at all. He sang a one-man show by himself, which was not interesting.
He's father probably also understood that he was in the wrong, and he came to make trouble a few times. After Chuzheng ignored him, he didn't come back after the villagers pointed at him.
Father He didn't come to make trouble. Chuzheng had to take time to look at the flowers of the original owner.
Mengchen and Chuzheng went together, and the two walked on the ridge one after the other.
The blade of grass slid across the instep of the calf, itching crisply.
"Sister Chuzheng, where are you going!" Kwai Kui, a little girl who came to report the letter, waved at them on another ridge.
Chuzheng responded casually, "Go and see those flowers."
Kwai Kui ran over from the ridge and waited for them at the end, "I went to see it yesterday, some have already opened, but they look good."
"Yes?"
"Um, can I go with you?"
"Ok."
Kwai Kui jumped up happily and consciously led the way in front.
After bouncing for a while, in the open place, he walked side by side with Chuzheng, "Sister Chuzheng, what's your relationship with Uncle Er?"
"Second uncle?" What second uncle? What is my relationship with your uncle
Kwai Kui looked back, "Just cousin Mengchen, I have to call him that according to seniority."
"..." OK, the seniority is quite high.
Kwai Kui asked again, "Why does the second uncle live in your house?"
"His house collapsed."
Kwai Kui remembered this: "Hey, that house was fine before, but it suddenly collapsed for some reason, it's very strange."
"… "
Chu Zheng didn't look sideways, calmly pretending that he didn't hear anything.
"Then what's your relationship with Uncle Er?" Kwai Kui circled around, not forgetting her original question.
"You ask your second uncle to go."
"..." Kuikui shook her head, indicating that she did not dare.
Mengchen was in the village and rarely talked to anyone. Later, he was with Chuzheng almost every time, and everyone was even more afraid to talk to him.
Kwai Kui is quite afraid of dust anyway.
Kui Kui didn't dare to ask, Chu Zheng didn't plan to say it, so Kui Kui could only figure it out on her own.
Kwai Kui is not too young. She is fourteen years old this year and has just entered the first year of junior high school.
This weekend, school is off.
"Sister Chuzheng, are you and my second uncle having sex?" Kwai Kui asked Chuzheng after pondering.
"I think."
"??"
What do you think? Could it be that her second uncle doesn't agree
Her mother said that if her sister was not a woman, she would want her sister to chase after Sister Chuzheng.
But... Uncle II seems to be smaller than Sister Chuzheng.
Kwai Kui's little head pondered some things, and quickly walked to the flower field.
The flowers that were pulled out are still lying about in the ground.
Some of the other flowers in the field have indeed opened.
But it didn't drive very well.
Maybe it's because Chuzheng didn't take care of it.
Chuzheng stood on the side in trouble.
It's okay to let her pull the flowers, but this kind of flower...
Too embarrassing.
Chuzheng took out her mobile phone and prepared to study now.
Mengchen has already rolled up his sleeves and went down to hold the withered flower seedlings to the side.
Chuzheng went down and pulled him, "What are you doing?"
"Didn't you say you want to take care of these flowers?" Mengchen asked back.
"You can?"
"Before... raised some."
Chuzheng put away the phone and gave it to Mengchen to play.
Mengchen really knows how to take care of it, but the flower field is very big, so in the end, both Chuzheng and Kuikui have to help.
Why did the original owner want to plant these flowers here
She has no idea why she wants to take care of it...
Hey.
The three of them finally cleaned up the weeds in the ground and sat on the grass next to them to rest.
Kwai Kui lay directly on the ground, counting the white clouds in the sky.
Chuzheng held a very large leaf and casually fanned Mengchen.
There was sweat on Mengchen's forehead, Chuzheng raised his hand to help him wipe it.
Mengchen was a little embarrassed, and wanted to refuse, but it was hard to refuse.
In the end, it was Chuzheng who helped him wipe it clean, his fingertips plucked a few strands of hair soaked in sweat, revealing the youth's beautiful eyebrows.
Mengchen avoided to the side.
Chuzheng retracted his hand, but fell on the injured Mengchen supported by his side, and held it gently.
Kwai Kui was blocked by her and could not see this little movement.
However, Mengchen still has the excitement of secretly holding hands with the person he likes in class when he is in school.
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After resting for a while, Mengchen continued to finish the rest, and Kwai Kui still had to help the house, so she left soon after.
Before leaving, Chuzheng brought a few flowers to her.
Mengchen stood in front of a cluster of roses, watching Chuzheng delivering flowers, she acted as if she were cold, but sometimes she was really careful and gentle.
Chuzheng turned around and met Mengchen's gaze.
People are prettier than flowers.
Chuzheng walked over, "There's no one left."
"Huh?" Mengchen's face was confused.
In the confused sight of the dust, he was clasped his head and kissed.
The flower branches swayed, and the boy grabbed Chuzheng's clothes, and embraced her from nervousness to relaxation at the back.
The fragrance of flowers overflowed on the tip of the nose, full of sweet and greasy taste.
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When Mengchen returned, he also had a bunch of beautifully tied roses in his hand.
It's completely different from dragging it to Kwai Kui casually.
Chuzheng gave him, pink.
There are more than one variety of roses in the flower field, several colors, and more than this color blooms.
But Chu Zheng chose this color for him.
Mengchen turned the flower in his hand and looked at the figure in front of him.
He took a few quick steps and held Chu Zheng's hand hanging by his side.
Chuzheng tilted his head to look at him, Mengchen quickly looked away and looked at the fields in the distance.