Leaning against the wall

The sun was still scorching. Liang Qingqing sat under the shade of the tree, pursed her still numb lips, raised her head and looked at the distance. The empty land was gradually filled with green. The farm work that seemed extremely difficult to her was as simple as threading a needle in his hands.

Fan Yanxing was obviously a young master who had been pampered since childhood. How could he do the work so well after only a few years in the countryside? And he was so strong...

Thinking of the pain in her waist caused by his pinching, Liang Qingqing's cheeks, which had not yet calmed down, had two blushes on them again. She was so puzzled that it was like raising a kitten in her heart, tickling her so much that she simply asked directly.

"When I was young, my sister and I lived with my grandfather for a few years. In the army, young boys were bullied. How could we survive without exercise? If we have strength, farm work will be easier."

Fan Yanxing turned around and smiled at her. Although those experiences were just mentioned briefly, Liang Qingqing knew that the difficulties were definitely not as easy as they sounded.

"Then I won't be able to do farm work well in my life." Liang Qingqing exhaled softly. Her little strength was not enough no matter where she put it. Her voice was neither loud nor soft, but he heard it unexpectedly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't do well. I will support you."

Liang Qingqing raised her head suddenly and met Fan Yanxing's serious gaze. The sunlight fell on him, casting a layer of faint light. His long legs were stretched out casually, and his bony hands were holding a few seedlings.

Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Fan Yanxing strode over, stopped in front of her, looked down at her, a smile on his face, put his hand in front of her, and suddenly snapped his fingers, smiling and saying: "You just said you believed me, but now you regret it?"

The casual tone was accusatory. Liang Qingqing coughed twice and her eyes were wandering. If someone else said this, she would definitely sneer and didn't understand where the other person got the tone to say such big words, but when he said it, she knew it was not empty talk.

"I'm very difficult to raise. Can you afford it?" Liang Qingqing stiffened her neck, her beautiful eyes were round and round, and said this fiercely, as if to persuade him to retreat when he saw difficulties. Her stubborn and willful appearance almost melted his heart.

"If you can't support your wife, what kind of man are you?"

Fan Yanxing leaned over leisurely, raised his eyelids and glanced at her, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he poked the soft flesh on her cheek with his fingertips. Seeing her turn her head away in disgust, his smile deepened, and he said lovingly the words he had thought of a long time ago: "Don't come to work starting tomorrow. I'll give you all my money to spend, so that you don't hide away and cry again."

His words were simple and easy to understand. As the wind blew into Liang Qingqing's ears, they became hot and itchy. Her breathing quickened a little, and the heat quickly spread along the tip of her ear to her cheek. She blinked her eyelashes and twisted her fingers together nervously.

His words were undoubtedly like a heavy hammer hitting her heart. Surprise and emotion intertwined together, combined with the words before the kiss, made her clearly understand that Fan Yanxing was not joking, he really would do what he said, and he has been supporting her since then.

Is your heart moved? Of course you are.

Everything this man does and says seems to be particularly sincere, always inadvertently poking the softest part of her heart. She is not a heart of stone, how can she remain indifferent.

But it was only a moment of heartbeat, and it seemed very far away to say that she liked him.

Liang Qingqing's eyes were rarely filled with confusion. She opened her lips, wanting to say something, but in the end, she said in an angry and coquettish tone, "Who is your wife? Shameless!" After she finished

scolding him, she remembered another sentence he said. Her cheeks bulged into two small bags, and she retorted angrily, "You are the one hiding and crying, I am not."

"You ask even though you know the answer." Fan Yanxing raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of accusation, and he lowered his voice, as if wrapping it around the tip of his tongue and rubbing it repeatedly before speaking, "Besides you, who else? It's only a matter of time."

"I'll give you the things when I'm done."

Without waiting for her reply, Fan Yanxing turned around and went back to plant the seedlings. He froze for a moment while digging the hole, but it was only a barely noticeable moment before he returned to normal. His tall body was hunched over, leaving a small shadow on the brown land.

Looking at his back, Liang Qingqing bit her lower lip. This was clearly the result of her long-cherished dream, so why couldn't she be happy?

A sense of guilt gradually welled up in her heart. In Fan Yanxing's heart, he must have thought that she liked him the same way, right? That's why he was so nice to her, but in fact, she didn't like him at all, and even every time they were together, it was with a purpose.

Liang Qingqing pinched her palms and slowly lowered her eyelashes.

No matter what, you have to go on the path you have chosen, no matter what.

The future must be full of flowers and blooming flowers, right? She suddenly felt a little uncertain.

*

After Fan Yanxing finished his work, the two walked towards the village along the mountain path, one in front and the other behind. Liang Qingqing had adjusted her mood by then, with a bright smile on her face, turning her head to look at him from time to time.

When they were halfway there, they ran into Liang Junqiang.

"Second brother." Liang Qingqing was the first to see the person coming, and quickly waved and called out, "Why are you here?"

Hearing the shout, Liang Junqiang, who was walking with his head down, raised his head and saw the two of them. He first glanced at Fan Yanxing, and then his eyes fell on Liang Qingqing. He said, "Why is Fan Yanxing working so hard today? It turns out that he is rushing to help his younger sister with work!"

Wow, I didn't expect Fan Yanxing to have such an awareness. This is the right attitude to pursue a girl. When he was not married to Shumin, he also worked hard to finish his work early and ran to help. With Nuanxiangruanyu by his side, he was very energetic when working! He didn't feel tired at all!

Liang Junqiang didn't know that Fan Yanxing and Liang Qingqing had already confirmed their relationship. Seeing him being attentive to his younger sister, he nodded with satisfaction, threw him an admiring look, and then replied: "I saw that you hadn't been home for a long time, so I went to ask Qin Zhiqing, and then I learned that you hadn't finished your work, so I said I would help you." "

The result... wasted my trip."

Being teased by her own brother, Liang Qingqing tucked the hair around her ears uncomfortably, and explained with a dry smile: "Fan Zhiqing just happened to pass by and helped me."

Passing by?

This excuse is really lame. The places where the two worked were east and west. It was really strange that they could pass by.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of Fan Yanxing's mouth. He glanced at Liang Qingqing with interest, a smile overflowed from his throat, and he agreed righteously: "Yes, I was passing by."

"Hehe." Liang Junqiang looked at the two of them singing the same tune, rolled his eyes speechlessly, and felt that he was asking for trouble in this hot weather. "Then let's go back quickly, and tell our families later that we happened to meet on the way."

The three of them had no objection to this. After all, they all tacitly agreed not to tell other people in the family about the relationship between Liang Qingqing and Fan Yanxing. It would be better to confess this little secret after a while, at least until Fan Yanxing moved back to the educated youth site.

The three hurried back to the Liang family. After having dinner together, they had not rested for long before they were awakened by the captain with a loud speaker, asking each household to bring stools to the village square to gather. The science conference was about to begin.

Liang Qingqing was tired after a morning of sleepy sleep and got up, ready to go to the kitchen to wash her face with cold water before leaving. Others were moving stools in the main room, and no one noticed the figure who followed her in.

With a "creak", the kitchen door was half-closed. Liang Qingqing heard the movement and turned around. In front of her, there was a square wooden box with a lock on it. The key was hanging on the thin and slender index finger of the person who came, swaying in front of her, with a fatal attraction.

Liang Qingqing raised her head suddenly and met Fan Yanxing's smiling eyes. The scattered sunlight shone into his pupils, reflecting a feeling of special concentration and affection. He leaned down slightly and stuffed everything into her arms. His action was

very sudden, and she could only reach out to take it.

Seeing that she was holding it firmly, he grabbed her other hand and quickly put the iron ring on the keychain on her ring finger.

This position is a bit subtle, and the deep meaning contained in it makes people have to think more. Liang Qingqing subconsciously shrank back, and the next second he held her hand tightly, unable to break free.

The warmth of their palms pressed tightly against each other. She looked up but couldn't see the expression in his eyes. Her throat felt dry.

After a long pause, Fan Yanxing squinted his eyes lazily and stared at her, smiling faintly, "All yours."

At the end, he suddenly straightened his expression, lowered his voice and spoke slowly, as if telling a mystery that only the two of them knew: "Including me."

Hearing this, Liang Qingqing held her breath involuntarily, and her fingertips holding the wooden box curled up slightly. The air around her seemed to be still, and she could actually clearly hear the sound of her heart beating rapidly.

She opened her mouth, but before she could make a sound, Ma Xiuzhi's voice came from outside: "Qingqing, are you ready? Come out quickly."

"My little sister is not in the room. I just saw her go to the kitchen."

Then there was a sound of footsteps, which seemed to be coming to the kitchen.

Fan Yanxing loosened his hand at the right time, trying to distance the two of them, but he didn't expect that she suddenly held his hand tightly at that moment.

With a "creak", the kitchen door was pushed open again. Ma Xiuzhi stood at the door and looked around, but didn't see anyone. She frowned strangely, "No one."

After saying that, she turned around and left.

At this time in the backyard, three pairs of eyes stared at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.

Liang Junqiang opened his mouth wide and almost cried out in surprise. He could not decide whether to chop down with the axe in his hand or not. He could only freeze in mid-air. His eyes unconsciously looked at his younger sister's knees between Fan Yanxing's long legs and the hand on Fan Yanxing's chest.

Although he didn't want to admit it, no matter how he looked at this scene, it looked like Qingqing was forcing herself on him!

And he witnessed the whole process, so he could not be wronged.

As soon as the door connecting the kitchen to the backyard was opened, he saw with his own eyes that his younger sister dragged Yanxing out and pushed him against the wall. If she hadn't noticed that he was there, they would probably have kissed him by now!

"Second brother? Why you again? Put down the axe first!"

"..." Hearing the impatience and disgust in Liang Qingqing's tone, Liang Junqiang simply couldn't say anything. He didn't want to think about it, okay? Who would have thought that he would run into such a thing when he came to chop wood during the break before the meeting!

Moreover, why did Fan Yanxing take advantage of his sister? He was about to question, but then he changed his mind and thought, ahem, it seemed that his sister was taking advantage of others, so his arrogance disappeared, and he even felt a little sympathetic.