Bai Jiaojiao finally reacted: "Oh, it was him, what did you take?"
"I bought some homemade safflower oil from a fellow villager. I heard it's very effective."
Bai Jiaojiao: “…”
Xiaozhou was dissatisfied with her only holding her sleeve, so he pulled her hand out, held it naturally, and put it in his pocket.
He ignored the people passing by who pointed and talked, and said confidently: "We are husband and wife, and holding hands is not against the law!"
"outrageous!"
“Shame on you!”
People in their seventies have thinner faces than paper. Bai Jiaojiao felt a little embarrassed to be led along. She pushed him several times but he didn't move her.
"We will be going back to the city in a few days anyway. They are just jealous of our love," he said confidently.
Bai Jiaojiao felt that Xiao Zhou was really shameless, but she also felt that he had done nothing wrong. Who could offend such a sweet couple?
After arriving at Chenjia Village, the first person I met was Aunt Xiao who was washing clothes by the pond.
Maybe the man in the family came back, and there were a lot of men's fabrics in the pile, with several patches on them, and there was almost no women's or children's clothes to be seen.
Seeing them passing by with bags, he said sarcastically, "You made our family lose face a few days ago. Now, no matter what you give us, don't even think about being friends with us anymore."
Bai Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Of course. When we help the poor, we have to choose people with a conscience."
Aunt Xiao paused, and after a few seconds of thinking, she finally understood what she meant. Her expression suddenly turned ugly: "Who are you calling heartless?"
"Whoever answers me is right." Bai Jiaojiao said with a smile, "Auntie will not refute the previous statement. You also know that our Xiao family is helping the poor. You are really shameless. We have helped you so much, but you still blame us. I have never seen such a thick-skinned person."
Aunt Xiao was so angry that her face turned red. She couldn't argue with her, "Girls in the city are good at talking. If Xiao Xiao marries you, he will probably be suppressed by you for the rest of his life."
Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhou nodded seriously: "I am willing."
Aunt Xiao: "..."
She was so angry that she didn't want to wash the clothes anymore. She hurried home with the washtub and slammed the door shut.
Bai Jiaojiao's cheeks were red, and she coughed twice trying to stay calm, her eyes darting around. People really get busy when they're embarrassed.
"Jiaojiao." The man next to her whispered, his voice so close to her ears that the heat dyed her ears red.
"When did you crush me so hard?" His voice was a little hoarse, with a grainy feeling that made people fantasize.
"Stop talking nonsense and stand still." Bai Jiaojiao quickly pushed him away.
Xiao Zhou raised his lips slightly, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "She was scolded away, who should we ask how she left?"
Bai Jiaojiao said: "What else can I do? I can just ask the next passerby I meet."
"Too."
Bai Jiaojiao felt that he was talking nonsense, but then she realized that he seemed to be testing whether she knew Chen De'an's home.
horrible.
"Jiaojiao, there's someone over there." Xiao Zhou's voice brought her back to her senses, and she subconsciously walked over to ask for directions.
Xiao Zhou looked at her back, his eyes darkened a little, like a wolf staring at its prey.
He closed his eyes, but no, he had to hold back and not scare her again.
The question just now was one that he shouldn't have asked, but he couldn't help it.
After asking for directions, they easily found Chen De'an's home, where someone happened to be there.
"Jiaojiao, why are you here? Come in and sit down..."
Chen Dean's smile froze for a few seconds when she saw Xiao Zhou standing behind her, wearing the same black cotton jacket as Bai Jiaojiao.
Xiao Zhou came over and patted his shoulder with such force that he almost felt his arm was dislocated, and then a bag was stuffed into his hand.
"Thank you for taking care of my wife the other day. This is a gift for you."
When Chen Dean saw safflower oil, the corners of his lips twitched, but looking at Xiaozhou's muscular body, he didn't dare to say a single word.
Bai Jiaojiao also felt embarrassed and was about to pull Xiaozhou away when a deep middle voice was heard from inside the house.
"Dean, which guest is here? Is he your friend?"
A dark-skinned man with a crew cut walked out. He was not very tall, but looked very honest and kind, giving people a very reliable feeling.
Bai Jiaojiao's eyes lit up slightly, and she was extremely glad that she had gotten up early.
This man might be related to Xiao Qi’s death, Chen Dawei.
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