C23

On his way to Tian Ju Hua's house, he was stopped by Erlang and Tian Yu Fang, who insisted on snatching the basket from her hands. In a fit of rage, she lifted her leg and gave Erlang's most vulnerable part of his body a powerful kick.

Fortunately, she was young and her feet weren't big, which was why Jiro was not cut off. Tian Yufang saw that her second brother was at a disadvantage and immediately started to make a ruckus. She went up and started to fight with Tian Yuqiao.

Tian Yuqiao was thinking of how to escape when she heard someone shout not far away: "Up ahead, what are you guys doing? Two big guys bullying a young one, how can you be so embarrassed. "

The person who came was a tall and thin youth wearing patched clothes. He looked like a bamboo pole and had a pretty face. This youth looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old. He was the only son of the blacksmith at the village entrance, Zeng Changsheng.

He limped as he walked because he had been ill when he was a child and his leg was injured.

"Yo, who do I think it is? After all this time, it was the little lame one. Your father is an old cripple, and even if you were a little cripple, you would still dare to interfere with your aunt's business? "

Tian Yufang put her hands on her waist, and like a teapot with a broken mouth, she pointed at Zeng Changsheng's nose and cursed.

Although that Zeng Changsheng's body was thin and thin, once he became angry, his small face actually had a solemn and murderous look. It was probably because he often followed his father to forge iron.

Tian Yuqiao suddenly felt as if she had met her savior. She quickly used a voice that she thought was very sweet to call out to him coquettishly, "Brother Changsheng."

Tian Yuqiao despised herself in her heart. In her memory, she only had a vague impression of this young man who was like a bamboo in front of her. Now, he had actually gotten her into trouble. Sigh, I'm sorry.

"Little sister Qiao'er, don't be afraid. In broad daylight, if they dare to act rashly, I'll go and tell the village chief about it."

Zeng Changsheng's pupils constricted as he swept his gaze over Erlang and Tian Yufang.

Jiro felt a cold chill at the nape of his neck. Why did he feel that this little lame man's gaze was like a knife?

Tian Yufang didn't care. When she saw that Zeng Changsheng was looking at her, she thought he had taken a fancy to her beauty.

"Wow, you toad, you actually want to eat swan meat? Stop using your dirty eyes to stare at me. I know I'm beautiful, but I'm not beautiful to be seen by a scum like you. "My mom said that I'm going to marry into a big family in the town. If you dare look at me again, I'll dig out your eyes."

When Zeng Changsheng heard this, he immediately sneered and said, "Alright, if you have the ability, then come at me. I, Zeng Changsheng, have always had a rule in my life, and that is that I never hit women. But today, I can make an exception for you. "

"You … "How dare you!"

Tian Yufang said with a trembling voice. She couldn't help but retreat.

"Why would I not dare? Besides, men and women shouldn't be too intimate with each other. If I really hit you, we could be considered to have gotten close to each other. "Even if you can't marry me, if your name gets out, the big families in this town probably won't want you."

Tian Yuqiao couldn't help but want to roll her eyes. He didn't expect that this brat, who seemed to be a serious and stinking brat, would actually be a black-hearted person. Just by looking at what he said, it was clear that he was a little scoundrel.

As if he had understood Tian Yuqiao's thoughts, Zeng Changsheng could not help but rub his nose in embarrassment.

Tian Yufang ran home as if she had seen a ghost. As she ran, she cried, "Mother, Little Cripple wants to bully me, wuu …

There was only Erlang who was left. He looked at the 'bamboo pole' youth who was about the same height as himself and then looked at Tian Yuqiao. Finally, he left a vicious sentence. Clutching his thigh, he hobbled over to the Tian Residence.

Seeing that everyone had left, Tian Yuqiao heaved a sigh of relief. She quickly said to Zeng Changsheng, "It's all thanks to you this time, Brother Changsheng. Why don't you come with me to the chrysanthemum milk house. I'll give her some things and you can come over to my house when you get back. My mother is making dumplings today."

Zeng Changsheng scratched his head with a smile, a blush actually appearing on his dark face.

"This... This isn't good, I only did this a little, you don't have to be polite with me. "In order to prevent people from finding trouble with you again, I will send you to Grandma Chrysanthemum's house and then send you home. I will not eat dumplings."

Tian Yuqiao didn't say much. Instead, she walked along the small dirt road with him. As she walked, she could not help but sing, "Walking on the small road in the countryside, the old cow that returns late is my companion …"

While she was singing, the longevity over there stopped.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Tian Yuqiao asked out of curiosity.

"Didn't you say that Old Ox is your companion? Did you take me for a big stupid cow?" Zeng Changsheng wrinkled his small face, revealing a sorrowful expression.

"Pfft!" Tian Yuqiao could not hold it in and burst out laughing.

"No, this is singing, there's no special meaning. Brother Changsheng, you misunderstood, haha."

Not long after, the two of them arrived at Tian Ju Hua's home.

"Grandma chrysanthemum, I'll give you some dumplings. There aren't many things, I just want you guys to have a taste."

Tian Yuqiao smiled as he moved the small flowery cloth away from the basket and handed over a bowl of dumplings. The dumplings were still faintly emitting heat.

"Hey, look at you, kid. I only said that before, why did you really send it over? These dumplings are very rare, why are you still bringing this much? You'd better take it home and eat with your mother and your brother. Grandma has a lot of food at home. " Tian Ju Hua pretended to be angry as she said.

Tian Yuqiao was not so easy to deal with. Seeing that Tian Ju Hua was not willing to accept it, she intentionally lowered her face.

Grandma Chrysanthemum, if you don't want it, then you're looking down on our dumplings …

Alright, Tian Yuqiao could only use the stupidest method. That was to pretend to cry. Fortunately, she was just a little loli now and occasionally making a ruckus was nothing.

Tian chrysanthemum, who had always felt sorry for the two children, nodded helplessly when he saw that she was about to cry. "Good, good, good. Grandmother will accept you. Child, you … sigh."

He poured the dumplings from the big bowl into his own basin. The wife helped him wash the big bowl and dry it before handing it to Tian Yuqiao.

Tian Yuqiao skipped back with the empty basket, still singing along the way.

Zeng Changsheng felt that a girl like her was truly simple. At the very least, she was much stronger than her second sister. Her heart was as clean and clear as her singing.