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The Hee Family Village next door was the First-degree Scholar village with a famous Yunqing Town. Since the establishment of the village, there had been as many as a few hundred Grand Scholars who had come out, but it was a pity that there were very few of them in the top three.

And the most famous family in First-degree Scholar village was Hee Caijun's family, because not only did their family leave the village's rare first place First-degree Scholar, but other than their frail second son, from the old man to their youngest son, all of them were First-degree Scholar.

It was precisely because she was the male lead that Feng Tingting had wanted to set Hee Caijun up as someone with status, money, and money. Even more so, this person was a good, infatuated man who would return home with high school's top scholar.

Although Hee Caijun didn't have a very good mother, but with Feng Huilan's means, this could be ignored.

Thinking about it this way, Feng Tingting hoped even more that Feng Huilan would see Hee Caijun sooner.

A talented man and a beautiful woman, one scheming, the other a bookworm, the two were coincidentally put together.

In any case, Hee Caijun would become the Number One Scholar in the future, and as long as she became Hee Caijun's sister-in-law, he wouldn't have to be a candidate to please him.

Feng Tingting smiled as she woke up to sleep.

But on the second day, she originally wanted to tell Feng Guangzong about this matter, but in the end, Feng Huilan went back on her words!

"Elder sister, you didn't say that yesterday!" Feng Tingting pulled Feng Huilan down to the corner and questioned him.

Feng Huilan was embarrassed: "Sister, I feel that we are still girls, how can we come here ourselves, let's just forget about it."

"If you're still thinking about that kid, then don't even think about getting out of here this year!"

Feng Tingting was so angry, she was about to go crazy!

Forget about Feng Huilan being grounded, since in the future, she would have to take care of all of these clothes. That Cui Runn was unwilling to do it, if she continued to pester him, she would be afraid that Cui Runn would cause trouble and give her the money to buy the clothes.

At that time, the one who would suffer a loss would still be herself. For the sake of the future, Feng Tingting absolutely could not let Feng Huilan have even the slightest hesitation.

However, Feng Huilan was already befuddled by Cui Runn's pretty boy. No matter how hard she tried, she just did not move.

The Pink Pouch had already been embroidered with Lovers, and the other one was also half finished. No one knew what Feng Huilan was thinking about, but after embroidering it, he suddenly started to feel shy.

Suddenly, Feng Tingting thought of something, and ran out.

It was New Year's Eve today, and the villages were very quiet during the day, so naturally, the Freight House s closed, but Feng Tingting didn't care about that as she knocked heavily on the door.

"Feng Tingting, it's New Year's Eve today, I don't have time to play with you!"

Cui Runn was slightly angry as he opened the door. In this village, only Feng Tingting would dare to knock on the door like this.

It was originally because he was displeased with being used, but now that he saw such an enemy, Cui Runn's heart was even more displeased.

"Humph!" Feng Tingting coldly snorted, "Isn't it all because you went back on your word and paid me back for the money!"

Cui Runn raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms. "I played along with you, and now that the result is not good, I want to get the silver back. I didn't lose anything!"

"I don't care, it's your fault!" Feng Tingting started to cause trouble without reason.

Cui Runn ignored him and was about to close the door, so Feng Tingting hurriedly used all her strength to suppress the door.

But how could the woman's strength be stronger than a man's? The door was just about to be closed from the north, so Feng Tingting quickly extended her leg out, and as a result, she heard a kacha sound.

Ah!

Cui Runn immediately retracted his hand and caught the wailing Feng Tingting.

When the Uncle Yuan heard the abnormality of the situation and came out, he saw Feng Tingting holding her ankle crying in anger, and understood the situation.

After allowing Cui Runn to carry him to the reclining chair, he turned around and went back into the house to get the ointment.

However, the bone wasn't broken, it was just a pincer wound. This cooling medicinal paste, when paired with his technique, quickly replaced the pain with a numbing heat.

"Cui Runn, you hurt me, so you have to take responsibility."

Cui Runn raised his eyebrows: What move do you have now?

Feng Tingting pretended not to hear the coldness in his words and continued: "You have to cooperate with me to make Feng Huilan give up on you!"

"Am I hearing things?" Cui Runn laughed, "Are you demonic or did you run into a door just now? You spent two taels of silver for me to seduce her and now you want her to give up on me? What are you trying to do?"

"No matter how I play, this matter is only good for you and no harm will come to you. Are you willing?"

Cui Runn thought for a while, and wanted to reject. However, he was also curious about Feng Tingting's method, so he agreed.

Waiting until her feet almost touched the ground, Feng Tingting did not stay any longer and returned home.

The ancient folk's New Year's Eve was actually very simple. They couldn't afford cannon fodder, they could only buy candles as sacrifices.

After the worship of ancestors on the first day of the new year, he would be visiting relatives. It was even more boring than the modern New Year.

Afterwards, Feng Xiu Cai and Zhou Chunmei left their daughters and went next to the town to visit their family. This gave the two of them an excellent chance.

Feng Tingting directly brought her people to Freight House to look for Cui Runn, and after hesitating for a long time, Feng Huilan finally handed over a black bag.

"You embroidered it?"

"A token of love!" Feng Tingting snickered and watched from the side.

Cui Runn's eyes flashed, he did not understand what Feng Tingting was doing, and laughed: "This thing..."

"My sister Feng Huilan took a few days to finish embroidering this, don't take it out on her."

"Miss Lan Lan Xin is very kind. She knows that I'm missing a purse. How could she not accept such a kind gift?" Saying that, Cui Runn hung it on his waist.

"It's good that you like it. If there's anything you need, you can tell me."

Cui Runn naturally nodded in agreement.

The two of them were fed up with each other for a while longer before Feng Huilan reluctantly brought Feng Tingting home.

After waiting for another two days, Feng Huilan made a pair of cotton shoes. Originally, she wanted to personally send them, but when her parents returned, she could only rely on Feng Tingting.

When Feng Tingting reached Freight House, she did not give the shoes to Cui Runn; instead, he asked to return the bag.

"So that's what you mean." Cui Runn said as he handed over the purse that he had thrown in the corner to Feng Tingting, "I hope this will be the last time."

"Relax, I, Feng Tingting will not drag things out."

"Are you that sure that you'll be able to finish it in one go?" Cui Runn looked at Feng Tingting suspiciously.

Feng Tingting rolled her eyes, and laughed: "If there's a chance, how about I be a servant for you?"

Cui Runn lowered his head and laughed: "Forget about the little child, if it really doesn't work, then treat it as owing me a favor."

Hearing that, Feng Tingting's heart tightened, if she really owed her a favor, then that would be a lot of trouble.

However, after thinking about it carefully, she saved his life, so even if she owed him a favor, it would be easier for him to say it.

So Feng Tingting agreed, although she did not expect that the favor would not be returned so easily.