Chapter 53 Guaguagua Counting Money
Perhaps because the night was too quiet, Xiang Yao's breathing couldn't help but become lighter.
In addition to the green smell of grass and trees, there is also a faint fragrance in the air.
She clung to the back seat of the car, leaning slightly forward in the night.
When I got closer to the shirt of the young man in front of me that was blown up by the wind, the fragrance was indeed stronger.
It was probably the smell of soap, simple yet a little heavy, which seeped into Xiang Yao's breath, making her quite dazed.
In an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed through my mind, and my heart suddenly started beating faster like a drum.
No conversation along the way.
The car quickly drove to the foot of the slope at the Xiang family's yard. Nie Baichuan squeezed the brakes, put one foot on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice, "We're here."
Xiang Yao snapped out of his rambling confusion and said, "Huh? Oh, we're here."
She jumped off the back of the bicycle, without even saying a word of courtesy, lowered her eyes, and hurriedly turned and went uphill.
Nie Baichuan watched Xiang Yao open the gate and rush in like a little rabbit. He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes dark, like a whirlpool, deep and bottomless.
Seeing that the courtyard gate was closed, he turned the car around, stepped on the pedal, and the car slid out smoothly, leaving no trace.
In the yard, Xiang Xiuxiu was washing a handkerchief by the well.
No one knew whose handkerchief it belonged to, but she washed it over and over again, as if her hands were rubbing something other than a handkerchief.
Seeing Xiang Yao coming back, Xiang Xiuxiu slightly turned her body to cover the handkerchief in her hand.
Xiang Yao looked at her strangely, wondering why she was hiding while washing something.
But she had more important things to think about at the moment, so she had no intention of exploring and walked past him and went back to her room.
Just now on the road, for some reason, even though the other person didn't say a word, she inexplicably felt her face getting hot and her heart pounding.
Haven’t you ever raised pigs but eaten pork?
She has been single since birth, so hasn't she read a few romance novels or watched a few urban romance dramas?
After pondering it for a while, she naturally understood a little bit. This seemed to be the legendary spring love...
Lying down on the bed, Xiang Yao placed his hands on his hot face and felt that even his breath was hot.
Her long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly, but she closed her eyes in an attempt to hide her true feelings.
Alas, she would rather believe that she had a fever than admit that she had feelings for Nie Baichuan.
But no matter how she tried to divert her attention, various images of Nie Baichuan kept flashing through her mind.
Some wore modest smiles, some were silent and frosty, some were playful, and some were serious...
Xiang Yao shook his head twice, raised his legs, and slammed them hard on the bed again.
Hey, just talk about business with someone, why do you want to fall in love with them?
That's the ultimate villain. Even if they really talk about it, she might end up being a widow at a young age!
Hey, but Nie Baichuan is really good-looking...
Beautiful eyebrows, beautiful nose, beautiful lips, beautiful everywhere...
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Xiang Yao was frightened by her own girlish thoughts and quickly sat up from the bed.
"The reason for thinking too much is because you don't do enough. Why not do some work?"
She muttered to herself as she stood up and lit the kerosene lamp. She took out the stack of coins and bills from her pocket, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to count them one by one.
Well, what could be a better distraction than counting money?
If it's wrinkled and uneven, straighten it out; if it's folded, quickly turn it over; if it's out of order, stack it up from largest to smallest amount...
She counted them once, then again, and three times in a row before she pressed the bills under the dry straw that served as a mattress on the bed.
After thinking about it, I realized that if I have money, I need a wallet to hold the money.
Xiang Yao got out of bed again, found a tattered piece of clothing from a box, and cut out two pieces of cloth.
Under the flickering light of the kerosene lamp, Xiang Yao struggled for a long time and finally sewed a rectangular wallet.
To make it more closed, she also locked the edges and passed a rope inside that could be retracted into the bag opening.
"Ding ding ding ding! My cooking skills are pretty good!"
He placed the wallet in front of the lamp, admired it carefully, and boasted to Yao.
Of course, if there was an outsider present at this time, he would not be able to praise him as sincerely as he did himself.
After all, the stitches are sparse and the lines are crooked, so it can't really be called good craftsmanship...
Xiang Yao didn't have this awareness, she just thought the wallet she sewed was very beautiful.
She even felt that she had some talent for needlework and was thinking of buying some cloth next time and sewing her own clothes.
He took out the money and tickets again, stacked them neatly in his wallet, and stuffed them back. Only then did Xiang Yao feel that his day was complete.
However, certain images in her mind did not disappear, and even after she stopped what she was doing, they became more intense.
Feeling his unusual heartbeat, Xiang Yao gritted his teeth and resolutely—
Entered the melon field.
If counting money is useless, then you have to try something else and do some physical work.
Doesn’t she have such a large field of melons that need to be picked?
Just dig for peanuts. Dig hard! Dig hard! Dig with your head down!
This really worked. After being exhausted, Xiang Yao looked at the piles of peanuts and fell asleep contentedly.
At the last second before going to bed, she even thought about tomorrow's plan.
Well, if she thought about it again, she would dig potatoes and run further to explore what other fruits there were.
…
On the other side, Nie Baichuan asked someone to push a cart back to Old Man Li’s deserted house.
"Brother, Dahu, you guys are finally here!" Ge Ming heard the noise and quickly shouted, "Dahu, come and help me pack the bags!"
When Da Hu saw the fruits and vegetables in the house, he was also surprised. He didn't expect there were so many.
He touched his head, which had only a short stubble, and smiled happily:
"Wow! These watermelons are growing so well! How come they are all so well-proportioned?"
Nie Baichuan didn't say anything. Ge Ming said, "How did it grow? They grew it well! Don't just stare at the watermelon. Look at these tomatoes. They're so pretty!"
Da Hu also stepped forward to help, saying non-stop: "I think it's not so good-looking, but so delicious."
Even with the light of the flashlight, he could see the red flesh on the corners of Ge Ming's mouth!
Ge Ming chuckled, "You figured it out. Honestly, these tomatoes are delicious. They're like they're sprinkled with sugar. I've never tasted fruit this sweet!"
Hearing this, Da Hu turned around and asked, "Brother Chuan, can I have one?"
He is not as close to Nie Baichuan as Ge Ming, and joined later.
If his home wasn't the closest to Xiangjiawan, he might not have been called for this job tonight.
Nie Baichuan nodded: "Eat it, and each of you can take some back later."
Ge Ming and Da Hu were both delighted: "Okay!"
Da Hu originally wanted to pick a big, red one, but he didn't expect that these tomatoes were like watermelons, growing evenly in a row, with very little difference in size.
He was dazzled by the choices and gave up choosing. He just picked up a nearby one, wiped it on his body casually, and stuffed it into his mouth impatiently.
"Hmm!" Da Hu's eyes widened suddenly, and he knew what Ge Ming meant by the feeling of being sprinkled with sugar.
That's not an exaggeration at all! It's just that sweet and juicy, it's amazing!
Ge Ming was very proud, as if the melon was grown by himself. He raised his chin and said, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Da Hu nodded and took another bite mumblingly, "Delicious, delicious! Where did you get this? It's amazing!"
Ge Ming glanced at Nie Baichuan, and seeing that he didn't react, he sensibly didn't tell anyone about Xiang Yao.
He patted Da Hu on the back of his head: "Why are you asking so many questions? Some of you will eat your wine and eat your food. We brothers may make a lot of money on this trip!"
Dahu is a simple-minded person. He usually listens to whatever others say. Now that Ge Ming said this, he didn't care at all.
He nodded immediately and continued to work while chewing tomatoes, putting the matter out of his mind and feeling hungry.
When loading the last peanuts, Nie Baichuan and Ge Ming began to move all the fruits and vegetables outside, placing some on the cart and tying some to the front and rear of the bicycle.
Soon, the light and movement in the deserted house disappeared completely, and it returned to silence, as if no one had visited.
…
Xiang Yao didn't have a good sleep.
In the dream, I was repeatedly "hunted" by some words.
These ant-like lines of text all came from the book she was wearing. They flew very fast in the air, chasing her closely, and there were more and more of them.
Xiang Yao ran until she was exhausted in her dream, and in the end, she was surrounded by countless lines of text.
These black things wrapped around her whole body, and the feeling of suffocation was extremely real.
When she woke up gasping for breath, she realized that she had covered her head with the quilt.
It's so tight, I'm almost short of oxygen. How can I breathe smoothly?!
Xiang Yao fiercely pulled back the quilt of the culprit and sat up.
No, no, those words from last night are still fresh in my mind. I think that villain Nie Baichuan will not have a good ending in the future.
She absolutely cannot be with anyone!
Trying hard to put aside the young man who occupied a large space in her mind, Xiang Yao simply got up.
Liu Xiaolan was brushing her teeth under the eaves. When she saw Xiang Yao, with foam still in her mouth, she started to speak sarcastically:
"Oh my, Yaoyao actually got up so early today. Did the sun rise from the west?"
Xiang Yao smiled and replied, "Aunt San, I don't know where the sun rises from. I only know that even a mouthful of foam can't clean your mouth of lies."
Liu Xiaolan had not received much education, but she knew that what Xiang Yao said was definitely not a good thing. However, she could not think of any retort for a moment, so she could only drink a sip of water, tilt her head back, gulp it down a few times, and then spit it out viciously.
Xiang Yao didn't care what her third aunt thought. This person just never learned her lesson. Every time she got humiliated, she would continue to provoke her next time.
She took her toothbrush and towel to the well to wash up. When she saw Ye Fang, she smiled at her warmly again.
Xiang Yao thought, her second cousin's wife has been smiling at her for several days, so her true intentions must be revealed.
Otherwise, could she really believe that the other person had suddenly changed his personality and fell in love with her, his sister-in-law?
That's impossible!
That's when the sun really rises from the west!
As expected, Xiang Yao had just finished washing his face and was wringing the towel when Ye Fang smiled again, rubbed her hands, and said:
"Yaoyao, are you free now? I have something to tell you."
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