Du Yingying was still chattering about the past, but unfortunately those things happened too long ago and could no longer stir up any waves in her heart. She might get distracted occasionally, but it was not enough to make Du Jiang turn back.
"I'm sorry, Sister Yingying, I'm really not a matchmaker. My surname is Du and my name is Du Jiang. I'm from Cangzhou. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask." Du Jiang interrupted Du Yingying's chatter with a smile, but unfortunately the smile did not reach his eyes. However, Du Yingying obviously did not notice Du Jiang's impatience and continued.
Du Jiang felt helpless about Du Yingying who was living in her own world at the moment. It was the same in that life. The young lady who was separated from her lover was lying on the bed, saying every day that they wished to be a pair of wings in the sky and a pair of intertwined branches on the ground. Unfortunately, this pair of wings and intertwined branches was stepping on other people's lives. As a maid, especially a personal maid, Du Jiang was lucky and unfortunate. Fortunately, she did not lose her life like those maids. Unfortunately, the coldness of the woodshed and the board with blood and flesh flying all over it eventually ruined her body.
"You know how good he is to me. No matter how busy he is, he will still draw my eyebrows for me. Even after having children, I am the most important to him."
"Hongniang, you know, when you came back, I was still worried, but he comforted me and said that you were the matchmaker between us..."
"Hongniang, I have been having this dream since I was a child. After the master left, I stopped having this dream. I was confused for so many years, but now it's different. You are here and he is here too, and we can be together again."
"He came for me, right? In this life, our family backgrounds have been swapped, but it doesn't matter. I believe love can conquer nature. Matchmaker, please help us, just like in that life."
"...", silence, silence and still silence. Looking at Du Yingying who was deeply immersed in it at the moment, Du Jiang felt a little powerless. Even though the times and environment had changed, this young lady was still in love.
Du Jiang shook his head, flatly rejecting Du Yingying's request and reiterating his identity. "Sorry, let me say it again. I'm Du Jiang, from Cangzhou. I'm not the matchmaker you mentioned who accepted your hairpin to make appointments for you. The first time, I didn't understand the reason because of the sweet girl and because I was new here. But now I can't, I can't. I've finished cutting the grass for the pigs, so I'm leaving first."
After saying that, Du Jiang ignored Du Yingying's look of disbelief, stood up and walked down the mountain.
But Du Yingying, who had finally been alone with Du Jiang today, would not give up until he recognized her. She immediately stood up and chased after him.
Although she was raised to be very pampered, Aunt Cui was not just pampered. Moreover, the mountain was like their own back garden to the people of Dujia Village. Perhaps Du Jiang, who had not walked far, was easily caught up by Du Yingying.
Looking at Du Yingying who was pursuing him relentlessly, Du Jiang wished that time could go back so that he could turn back when he saw her for the first time instead of going up to her.
"Sister Yingying, I'm really not a matchmaker. Why don't you go to other villages and ask around?" Du Jiang was so annoyed by the other party that he had no temper at all. As for the lady's persistence, um, no, it should be called perseverance, which was unmatched.
Du Jiang, who couldn't run away or get away, had gone from feeling powerless to annoyed with Du Yingying. This person was really too stubborn. She was so stubborn in the past, but now when this stubbornness was applied to himself, Du Jiang found that it was so maddening.
"Du Yingying, my name is Du Jiang. No matter how many times you ask me to repeat it, I will always call you this. As for the matchmaker you mentioned, I don't even know her, and my name is not Hongniang at all. Besides, helping you pass the message last time was already my limit." Du Jiang's voice became cold due to the pestering. It was really that Du Yingying couldn't read other people's expressions. She really thought that she was still the eldest daughter of the prime minister's mansion, second only to the emperor. Although Du Yingying was the daughter of the village chief, according to the village chief's rationality, Du Jiang thought that even if the matter got out of hand, he would not play the game. Even if he played the game, at most he would give himself some dirty work to do, but it would not cost anyone's life.
Facing Du Yingying, who was blocking her way and opening and closing her mouth non-stop, Du Jiang thought of many things in an instant. Just as she was about to reach out and pry Du Yingying away from her, a hoarse and gentle female voice rang out, "Du Zhiqing."
This sound, like the sound of nature, made Du Jiang retract her outstretched hand. She looked past Du Yingying to see Old Mrs. Huo, who had appeared not far behind her. Her face was filled with gratitude. "Grandma Huo, you were looking for me."
"Well, the village chief came to me this morning and said that the pigs had diarrhea. I went to the pig house just now and found the door locked. Tianniu said that you scolded me in the mountains, so it's a good opportunity to pick some herbs to stop diarrhea," said Old Mrs. Huo, smiling and holding up the wild forsythia in her hand.
Looking at the wild forsythia in the old lady's hand, Du Jiang knew that this thing was used to stop diarrhea, but it seemed difficult to find. After all, it often gathered at the top of the branches. The fruits were picked in autumn, dried, and then the seeds were taken from the shells and dried for use as medicine.
Looking at the Forsythia suspensa in Mrs. Huo's hand, Du Jiang suddenly realized that it was already autumn. No wonder Du Yingying had so much time to go out. You know, summer is the hottest season in the village, and Du Yingying is most afraid of getting tanned.
Perhaps Du Jiang was too engrossed in watching, which made Du Yingying, who was blocking her way, push her unhappily and say, "Hongniang, what are you looking at?"
In order to protect herself from the sun, Du Yingying rarely walked around the village, so she only felt that Mrs. Huo looked familiar, but she did not recognize that she was her neighbor across the wall. Of course, even if she recognized her, Du Yingying would not take it seriously. As the daughter of the village chief, she enjoyed the pampering of her parents and did not even have to work to earn work points. In other words, in the entire Dujia Village, Du Yingying looked down on everyone except her parents, not to mention that Mrs. Huo was wearing old clothes full of patches, which was no different from other old ladies in the village.
Old Mrs. Huo didn't care about Du Yingying's disapproval. She had seen such looks many times. If she hadn't accidentally heard from her grandson that Du Jiang was selling Chinese herbal medicine, she might not have said anything. Of course, there was also the reason that she didn't like it.
"Comrade Du, those two pigs are important assets of our village." Old Mrs. Huo's words reminded Du Jiang and Du Yingying at the same time.
Unfortunately, Mrs. Huo overestimated Du Yingying's stubbornness. Du Yingying frowned and looked at her unhappily, "Old lady, I'm talking to Hongniang. You can get medicine at the clinic for diarrhea. Why do you have to ask Du Jiang to go? Can't you see I'm talking to Du Jiang?"
The speech was clear and the pronunciation was distinct. Hearing his name coming out of Du Yingying's mouth, Du Jiang lost all his temper. It turned out that this person even knew that his name was Du Jiang.
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