C24

A month ago, Linn Changxi's family ordered a cow to be sent over from the town. Originally, the worker wanted to bring it over to Yellow Ox, but since that worker was busy, Yang Liulang decided to bring it over to the village to help when Yang Liulang returned to the Xiaoqing Village.

When Yang Liulang was entering the Linn Family, the black dog wasn't at home to watch over the house. Holding onto the ox, he walked all the way into the Linn Family.

In the hall of Linn Family, he heard the conversation between Linn Changxi and his wife.

This year, she's only over forty years old. The year before, her wife died, and her family can be said to have a few acres of fertile land. In addition, there are also some other businesses. The person who spoke was a woman, and her tone carried a sense of calculation.

"Forty something years?" Isn't it too big? "

"Big what!" Since our family has money and land, letting that damned girl marry us would be a blessing in disguise! "

"Then... How many gifts can he give? "

"I, Madame Wang, have asked! If it's Hemai who has never married before, he would be willing to give us five taels of silver as a gift, and even give us five taels of rice! "

"So generous!"

"Of course!" The woman snorted complacently, "Gift of that stinky girl Hemai, from now on it's our He Miao's dowry! "Hurry up and get rid of that damned girl. Staying at home is really annoying …"

Yang Liulang listened to the couple's conversation, and silently left the house.

When he retreated to the Southern Forest area, he coincidentally met the "stinking girl" that the couple spoke of.

The first time they met, was on the way Hemai was brought back to the Xiaoqing Village. Hemai was in a hurry as she passed by, but she did not see Yang Liulang who was staring at her.

The second time they met was at the dilapidated temple in the western part of the village. He had just come back from hunting.

This girl was very pretty. Her black eyes carelessly swept over the plants beside her. There was a trace of annoyance in her eyes.

She did not seem like a country girl at all when she walked. Underneath her calm and tranquil face, there was a faint trace of unswerving determination and distress.

Yang Liulang silently walked over, and unexpectedly, the little girl looked at him without any hesitation. Her pair of big eyes were sparkling, and carried a bit of curiosity.

Was she not afraid of him? Yang Liulang thought.

The village girl saw his beard and secretly called him a barbarian. She was very scared and ran away as soon as she saw him. How could she be like this little girl, rolling her big eyes at him.

Even though he hadn't spoken to Hemai yet, this girl had already etched a shallow impression in his heart.

A few days after he returned home, he did something that even he could not imagine. He took out the marriage contract at home and went over to Lee Zheng to propose.

Perhaps he had been alone for a long time, wanting to find someone to accompany him, even if it was just to talk to him.

He knew what had become of the girls who had been married to the old widower because of their family's downfall. Their eyes had turned gray, and their vivacious disposition was worn down to bitterness. Every day passed, it was as if they were being tortured.

Thinking about it, he wanted to protect her beautiful eyes without affecting her, right?

Thus, he did so. The etiquette was complete, and the betrothal gift was generous.

A look of astonishment flashed across his eyes as he looked at the pair of sparkling and spirited eyes. Suddenly, he smiled.

"What are you afraid of," he comforted her gently, "have you forgotten what I've told you? If you marry into my Yang Family, enter my Yang Family door, and peacefully live your life here, no matter what you've done, I'll protect you for the rest of your life.

My Yang Family is the most protective. "

Hemai looked at the pair of gentle eyes, her heart was inexplicably warned, and her heart was at ease, but she was still doubtful, "Since you know that I'm representing my sister, you are unwilling, but …"

"You don't have to worry," Yang Liulang said as he lowered his head and smiled, "When I tell you these things, it naturally means that I won't force you to do things that you aren't willing to do."

"Although I am not a righteous man, I will not force anyone into a corner. Knowing that you have been forced to marry you, you can always live at home and be at ease outside. If you wish, you and I can be a loving couple. If you don't want to, I will go out with you as little as possible. "

"If you are truly afraid, then you and I will be friends from now on. If you do not agree, then I will not take a step further. Do you think you can accept my words? "

Linn Hemai stared at the pair of eyes that were as deep as the night.

She said in a low voice, "Thank you. In the future, I won't be able to do anything to you. But for small matters like washing and cooking, I'm still fine with it."

Her tone was extremely sincere, and his serious look made Yang Liulang unable to refrain from laughing.

"In that case, it seems that I was determined to take it home for you to wash and cook." His eyes that had a smile reflected Hemai's figure, "Naturally, it's the most casual."

While Hemai was in a daze, Yang Liulang had already cleaned up the mess on the table with his large hands. He carried it out of the house and brought hot water outside.

"Wash your hands and face. Rest well." He turned and went out again, bringing the window with him.

After Hemai finished washing her face and hands, Yang Liulang entered the house and casually washed her face and hands with Hemai's water.

This was Hemai's first time being alone with a man. Although the two of them had already known that Yang Liulang did not have any ill intentions, it was still the first time that they were alone, and his hands and feet were extremely restrained.

Yang Liulang seemed to be able to see through Hemai's shyness. He did not look at Linn Hemai when he entered the house, but picked up two pieces of wooden boards from the side of the brick bed and laid them on the ground.

The planks were very thick. They were put together into a piece and then covered with a blanket so that one could sleep on them.

thought that this should have been prepared long ago, Hemai thought, since he knew her identity, how could she know that she was not easily willing to marry?

This man's mind was so calm.

"Go to sleep." Yang Liulang, who was covered by a thin blanket on top of the wooden board, had her back facing Hemai as her voice softly traveled over.

"Yes." Hemai replied softly.

The candles in the room extinguished and the courtyard of Yang Family sank into darkness.

Hemai was truly tired, but the words of Yang Liulang just now still lingered in his mind.

At dawn, Hemai got out of bed quietly, and only now did she realize that Yang Liulang had woken up even earlier than her.

The morning light shone into the room and the air was filled with the half hazy and half ambiguous aura of waking up. The two people's faces turned red as they looked at each other with drowsy eyes.

Yang Liulang immediately grabbed his jacket and ran out of the room, hurriedly saying: "I'm going to get water."

Hemai's face was flushed red. After Yang Liulang left the room, he rubbed her face and quickly put on his clothes.

After the water was carried inside, Hemai hurriedly said to Yang Liulang, "I will take care of these trivial matters on my own later. You don't need to … "No need to help me."

Since she was a fake husband and wife, how could she accept Yang Liulang's care so easily?