Chapter 110

Zhang Man'er said without looking at her blue and white face. A small wind blew from her side. When she came back, she had gone to Xue Yu's house.

In the kitchen, Xue Chuan and Xue Yu are busy washing glutinous rice and zongzi leaves. They look up at Zhang Man'er and look at her with a smile: "here, I just tried to make this zongzi with my sister, but it can't be made well."

Looking at his twisted dumplings, Zhang Man'er couldn't help laughing.

But still a little angry in her heart, this rival is more difficult to deal with and more persistent than she imagined.

But Xue Chuan is innocent and should not be angry with him.

"It's not your men's job." Zhang Man'er pulls him away with a smile and explains to Xue Yu how to make zongzi.

It's very detailed. Xue Yu is also smart. Although he twisted it for a long time, it's not good-looking. Fortunately, it's formed. He just needs to wrap it a little more tightly.

"Man, do you think so?" Xue Yu asked modestly.

"Well." She should a, see this jujube left not much, went to hall room, Xue Chuan followed.

"Daughter in law, what's the matter with you? You don't look very well? " He calls a way, always feel that she looks not quite right, two people are together into Xue Yu's house, she how late.

Zhang Man'er takes a deep breath and looks into his deep eyes.

He was questioned by his rival. Although he refuted on the spot, he was still a little uncomfortable. Looking at him, he would ask, "I'm ok."

Xue Chuan is such a smart man. If his daughter-in-law has such obvious mood swings, if he can't understand them, he will be a bloody captor in vain.

She walked up to her, straightened her shoulder and asked, "who was that talking to you just now?"

Zhang Man'er glanced at him, looking at his urgent eyes, with tension, care, and a trace of indescribable emotion: "it's Bai Qiaohe, she said I don't know shame, only seduce you? Xianggong, you were really childhood friends. Are you very close? Do I break you up... "

Before she had finished speaking, the lip was covered by the warm palm.

Xue Chuan's calm face, with a sense of anger, was a little scary with his serious look.

This is not a turn over, the daughter-in-law also asked him, this Qiao he said what?

They are just a village. They played together when they were children. Where did they come from?

He could not be misunderstood by his daughter-in-law. He bowed his head, approached her and said seriously: "daughter-in-law, I solemnly tell you that I have nothing to do with her. I have explained that day, and you are relieved. Don't let unimportant people destroy our feelings. Besides, I want to marry you with all my heart. I want to be with you. It's none of her business

He always knows what he wants and pursues the people and things he likes.

"I..." Xue Chuan was too close, and the mellow smell he exhaled quickly disturbed Zhang Man'er's pool water.

She only heard a general meaning, and was distracted by him until Xue Yu's voice crossed: "Man'er, Xue Chuan..."

The two talents seem to wake up and separate like an electric shock.

One took dates, the other picked some duck eggs, put them in the basket and carried them into the kitchen.

"Auntie, here it is."

Xue Yu's eyes in these two people sweep to sweep, always feel smell different atmosphere: "OK, then everyone hurry to pack it, tomorrow to the market to sell."

There are several zongzi lying on the table. It seems that the craftsmanship is a little poor. With more zongzi, Xue Yu is more and more handy.

Master the essentials, pay attention to twist, and the strength of the rope, this package of dumplings is not difficult.

One morning, laughter and Joy came from Xue Yu's kitchen.

After lunch, they continued to make zongzi. Xue Chuan carried a bucket to the hillside to harvest today's fish.

When he passed the Bai family, he felt a pretty figure following him all the time. Xue Chuan didn't choke until he reached the foot of the mountain, when there was no one around, he suddenly stopped and turned around.

His action was so fast that Bai Qiaohe didn't have any preparation at all. He was about to run straight into him before he could stop

Xue Chuan, however, leans to the side, just watching her come into close contact with the ground and fall into a dog gnawing mud.

Qiaohe holds up his palm and looks at the scratches in the morning. This will add some new ones. He can't help feeling aggrieved and angry. Shouldn't he fall into his broad arms?

Why fall on the dirt road and splash a piece of dust.

"Xue Chuan, you can just help me. Why did you watch me fall?" Qiao he looked aggrieved, tears swirling in his eyes, rather pitiful posture, tone stiff but with a bit of questioning.

Xue Chuan shakes his burden on his face. All his patience is consumed at this moment. Junlian's anger spreads: "you fall, I go, what do you do with me?"

It's not convenient for him to carry the bucket. What's more, in his eyes, she's just an outsider, not as important as these two buckets.

Don't want to meet with her too much, Xue Chuan continue to go up, see the pink figure like a hurricane in the past: "Xue Chuan, you stop."

"I have nothing to say to you. Get out of the way."

His cold look, like a saw, cut her heart hard, let her hurt blood.

His heart trembled. He had never treated her like this. It must be Zhang Man'er who gave him some wind and some misty soup. Otherwise, how could he be like this.

"Brother Chuan." Qiao he called softly. This is her nickname since she was a child. It's her own.

Looking at him with anger and resentment can't stimulate a little splash in his heart.

After a pause, Xue Chuan passed her by without saying a word, and then strode up the mountain road.

He has many things to do in a day, but he has no time to pay attention to these people. If he says that he has only two days to live, what does she think?

Seeing his back go farther and farther, gradually until it disappeared, Qiao he finally could not help squatting down, holding himself in his arms and crying.

Why do you treat her like this? He never looked at her like a stranger before.

It's Zhang Man'er's fault. How many women can seduce men? She thought bitterly.

When Xue Chuanjia came back to Xue Yu's house, he saw that they had made several pots of zongzi.

This afternoon, several people are busy making zongzi and canned fish.