Zhou Lanhua and Shisan each carried a red flower and were escorted out of the village by everyone.
Just like in ancient times when a village had a top scholar, everyone felt proud.
Zhou Lanhua was very straightforward. She said goodbye to her family, listened to their instructions, and then jumped into the car, looking very heroic.
Thirteen, the tall and strong man next to her, looked like a girl about to get married. He kept looking back at Zhou Lanhua's car with tears in his eyes.
The car started and was about to drive out. Thirteen suddenly stood up and waved at Zhou Lanhua, shouting, "Boss, Boss, I'm writing you a letter—"
Zhou Lanhua waved at him awkwardly, probably as a response.
After they went out to serve in the army, the house became much quieter. Qiuhua and her master studied embroidery all day long, and you could hear the sound of a needle dropping in the house.
I really wasn’t used to it in the first two days!
However, he didn't feel lonely because he had things to do. But it was different for Wang Lao Hu. He was the type who just hung around with Zhou Lanhua and Shisan, running around here and there to play. He had no ambitions and felt a little bored and lonely at the moment.
"Sister, I have nothing to do. I feel uncomfortable all over. How about I cook for you and Auntie?"
Wang Erhu sat opposite Qiuhua and watched her embroider carefully.
Qiu Hua smiled and said, "How can that be possible? How can a young man like you become our cook?"
When he heard his elder sister calling him a boy, his heart trembled and his face turned red to his neck.
"This, this, how is this, no, no?"
Look, he's stuttering.
Qiuhua was surprised to hear him stuttering. She looked up at him and asked, "The weather has been much cooler lately. Why are you so hot and flushed?"
Wang Erhu touched his face and used his fingers as a comb to tidy up his middle-parted hair.
"Erhu, you're such a grown-up, it's not okay to be without work every day. Won't your parents help you?"
Jiang Xiang rubbed her eyes and was ready to take a short rest.
"They farm the land. I can't do that kind of work. It's too tiring." Wang Erhu looked disgusted and distressed.
"Then tell me, what kind of work is not tiring?" Jiang Xiang asked him.
"I don't know." Wang Erhu answered honestly, "Anyway, it's impossible to farm."
When it was almost noon, Wang Erhu was about to roll up his sleeves to cook, but Qiuhua stopped him. After all, you can't use someone else's son as a cook.
Wang Erhu walked out dejectedly.
After dinner, he came again with a cantaloupe in his hand.
"Sister, there's a cantaloupe growing in the field. I'll bring it over for you to try."
He quickly went to the well to fetch water, washed the melon skin, took it to the house, cut it in half, carefully removed the seeds inside with a small spoon, and finally cut it into pieces.
"Auntie, sister, come and try it."
Seeing his enthusiasm, Qiuhua had to stand up. Wang Erhu picked up a piece and handed it to her attentively. He was satisfied when he saw her take a bite and swallow it.
"Sister, how is it, sweet?"
Qiuhua nodded and said, "Sweet."
"It's good as long as it's sweet, it's good as long as it's sweet!" Wang Erhu was ecstatic and accidentally blurted out, "I brought it here especially for you to eat!"
"Ahem!" Jiang Xiang had just put the cantaloupe into her mouth when she was startled by his words and choked on her throat. She held up a piece of the cantaloupe, not knowing whether to eat it or not.
"Erhu, you're quite direct with your words. You scared your sister."
After hearing what his aunt said, Wang Erhu didn't dare to open his eyes to look at Qiuhua, and could only take a few secret glances at her when he had the chance.
Qiuhua's face turned red. She hurriedly finished her cantaloupe, wiped her mouth, and said, "Erhu, don't say that again."
"Why can't I say it..." He was not convinced. He had been unconvinced since he last met Wu Xin.
What's so good about that cold, pale, plaster-like man!
Even when he was looking at my sister, he just smiled slightly and didn't seem very happy!
Qiuhua cleared her throat. The cantaloupe was indeed sweet, a little choking.
"You, hurry up and find something to do. Then ask your father to invite a matchmaker to go to Xiao Niangyu's house and properly propose a match."
Wang Erhu was reluctant and said, "Sister, why are you talking like an elder? You are not much older than me."
"It's not much bigger, but it's still big!"
Qiuhua's tone was gentle but firm, leaving Wang Erhu speechless. He ate two pieces of cantaloupe in silence, choked, and shut up.
After finishing the cantaloupe, Qiuhua got up and went to the kitchen to clean up, and Wang Erhu ran over to help.
"Sister, I'll do it!"
He rushed to do the work and accidentally touched Qiuhua's fingers, and his heart started beating wildly.
Seeing Qiuhua didn't react, he plucked up the courage to say, "Sister, that guy is studying outside, surrounded by a lot of pretty girls. How do you know whether he's studying or just dating?"
Seeing how convincing the words were, Qiuhua couldn't help but feel angry. She wasn't angry at Wu Xin, but at Wang Erhu for speaking without restraint and talking nonsense.
"Don't talk nonsense," she retorted.
"I'm not talking nonsense. Isn't this human nature?" Wang Erhu felt that Qiuhua believed him, and he became bolder.
"Sister, look, I'm right in front of you. I can be very nice to you. If you say east, I will definitely not go west. You..."
"That's enough!" Qiuhua finished cleaning up, shook the water off her hands, and said stiffly, "I have my own ideas for my own affairs, so you don't need to worry about them. Don't come here all day thinking about these things.
I just said that you are not a child anymore and you don’t have any serious things to do. Now, only my master and I are at home during the day. It would be inconvenient if you come too often and cause gossip.
With this little time, I advise you to find a serious job so that you can support your family when you get married."
Wang Erhu was stunned. He knew that his sister had a temper and was not a good person. She was angry this time.
But he didn't know what had happened to him. He thought that since things had come to this point, he might as well pour it out and make everything clear.
He reached out and clamped Qiuhua's arms, leaning closer and saying in a pleading tone: "Sister, please think about it again. Why can't I do it? Look, you are not young anymore, and that person is far away!"
"Stop talking! Let go!"
Qiuhua lowered her voice so as not to be heard by her master, and her whole body was shaking slightly with anger.
Wang Erhu's hands were like iron pliers, with no intention of letting go. Qiuhua overturned the wooden basin on the stove while struggling.
"Bang——" There was a noise coming from the kitchen.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Xiang looked up and asked.
"Nothing... nothing."
Wang Erhu finally let go, and Qiuhua glared at him fiercely, which made him scared.
"roll!"
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