Jiang Henian touched the warm little face and struggled to walk back.
Auntie Ma, what a shameful thing to say! She's been away from work for a few days, and the village is spreading such outrageous rumors?! If this had appeared a few days later, what would have happened...
No wonder there are so many gossips in the village. This is really a fantasy. How could He Jinshan be full? He didn't eat at all...
Jiang Henian grabbed the quilt to cover his face, stamping his feet in embarrassment.
Oh my god! What am I thinking about?! I've been led astray by Aunt Ma, my mind is full of lust.
"Then tell me, why did it end so suddenly?! I can't accept such a unclear relationship between us. What do you think of it?"
"Let go, Wenqing, you're hurting me, let me go!"
Jiang Henian paused when he heard the voice, silently put down his hand, and met the eyes of the two people who were struggling.
Ah this?
The male and female protagonists broke up?
Seeing that there were other people around, Si Yuzhen's breathing became a little faster. She pulled her hand back, turned her head away and said nothing.
Song Wenqing also coughed softly and suppressed his excitement.
The atmosphere was a bit stiff and awkward.
Jiang Henian, who was passing by, of course knew what was going on. She quickly looked away and was about to leave.
"Jiang Henian, wait a minute."
Si Yuzhen suddenly called her, her tone cold: "Since you have met, just tell it all."
Jiang Henian turned around inexplicably and asked, "Why is it my business?"
Si Yuzhen suppressed the discomfort in her heart and spoke. Her pride did not allow her to be a person with unclear and indecisive emotions.
"Wenqing, I know you like Jiang Henian. In that case, let's forget about it. I will forget everything and just be ordinary comrades from now on."
Her words were like a thunderbolt that struck the sky.
Not only was Jiang Henian stunned, but Song Wenqing was also shocked.
"Yuzhen, what nonsense are you talking about—"
"Don't talk nonsense! I have nothing to do with him!"
Before Song Wenqing could finish his words, Jiang Henian interrupted him harshly.
Si Yuzhen clenched her hands, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Jiang Henian, I'm not blind, I can see that Wenqing likes-"
"I think you are blind!"
Jiang Henian interrupted her and said speechlessly, "I'm a married man. I don't know him at all. If you guys are having a fight, don't drag me into it!"
As she spoke, she took a few steps back, gave Song Wenqing a look of undisguised disdain, and turned around and walked away quickly.
Song Wenqing didn't even finish his sentence from beginning to end, but Jiang Henian's words, expressions, and actions all came together to express his disgust from all angles.
That evasive attitude, as if being liked by him was such an unlucky thing.
He was choked and his face looked even uglier than when he heard that Si Yuzhen wanted to break up with him.
How dare this woman despise me like this?
I will be the richest man in Shanghai in the future! What a tasteless thing!
Si Yuzhen was also confused. Jiang Henian's attitude was so normal that it was almost abnormal.
Could it be that I really misunderstood?
Or was it just Wenqing's wishful thinking? Otherwise, why would he always stare at Jiang Henian silently from behind, with a complicated expression, as if he was deeply trapped in the love he couldn't get?
Song Wenqing swallowed hard, his lips twitching slightly as he asked in an angry, helpless, yet affectionate tone:
"Yuzhen, what are you thinking? I love you deeply, how could you misinterpret my feelings like this!"
Jiang Henian walked a long way as if he was avoiding the plague god, then he stopped to breathe a sigh of relief. Seeing that there was no one around, he frowned and quietly rubbed his aching butt.
It’s really bad luck when I meet someone with the surname Song. It’s so unlucky!
She suddenly slapped her forehead in frustration, realizing that she had forgotten to ask Aunt Ma about Liu Ruobing.
She thought about it and thought that the dagger was most likely given to her by the original owner's mother. She had to find out why Song Wenqing had to climb over the wall to steal it.
"Third sister!"
Jiang Henian turned around when he heard the voice and saw Jiang Jirong and his family of three carrying bags.
Lu Shuying was carrying the sleeping Jiang Fuquan on her back, with a bamboo basket full of miscellaneous items hanging from her hand. Jiang Jirong was carrying two rolls of old quilts on his back, and had several bundles hanging from his hands.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
After hearing that Jiang Jirong decided to leave the Jiang family and return to his father's Li family in Shuiquan Village, Jiang Henian didn't know what to say.
Jiang Jirong spoke in a relaxed tone, but his expression was sad and regretful. It was obvious that his biological mother had secretly given birth to a younger sister without his biological father's knowledge, and he had even changed his name and called the adulterer "Dad" for ten years. It was a huge blow to him.
"Third sister, you and I are siblings, and I owe you an apology. I knew she treated you badly before, but I never stood up for her. You are the most innocent, and I really feel sorry for you. Now that I see you marrying He Jinshan and living a good life, I am relieved."
"If we meet in the future, and you're still willing to call me Big Brother..."
As Jiang Jirong spoke, he couldn't help but turn his face away in shame, his eyes red.
After living in this house for ten years, even animals could develop feelings for it. Now it is torn apart and has ended up in such a disgusting and disgusting ending, which is embarrassing and heartbreaking.
Jiang Henian felt a little sad and a little surprised.
She originally thought that Jiang Jirong would blame her for exposing the matter in front of everyone.
To be honest, the person who treated the original owner the best in the Jiang family was actually this step-brother. He was an honest and simple-minded person.
One time in the middle of the night, she couldn't sleep because of Jiang Yanqiu's snoring, so she sat on a wooden stake in the yard, staring at the stars, but she couldn't see anything clearly.
At that time, Jiang Jirong got up at night and when he saw her, he quietly took out the kerosene lamp from his room, placed it at her feet, and stuffed a steamed bun into her hand.
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