Dong Yulan, who had just been holding on with all her might, standing in front of the door like a beast protecting its cub, suddenly felt her tense nerves relax. She felt a blackout in front of her eyes, her legs suddenly softened, and she was about to collapse to the ground.
"Auntie Dong!"
Lin Jianxue was quick-witted and quick-handed. He quickly stepped forward and supported her shaky body.
My hands felt cold and trembling slightly.
Dong Yulan's face was pale, her lips were trembling, and she was gasping for breath. She was obviously very scared.
Just then—
"mom--!"
A scream with a crying tone came from the house.
The shabby wooden door was pushed open suddenly, and Fu Qingqing stumbled out like a frightened deer, with tears on her face.
She threw herself into Dong Yulan's arms, and the two girls hugged each other tightly. The suppressed sobs instantly turned into loud crying, full of fear and grievance.
Lin Jianxue supported Dong Yulan and could clearly feel the trembling of the person in her arms. Looking at Fu Qingqing who was crying so hard that she could hardly breathe, a pang of sadness rose in her heart.
Her eyes swept across the courtyard wall inconspicuously, and she could vaguely see a few neighbors peeking out, looking this way with their ears perked up.
There are no secrets in the countryside. The Fu family is a sensitive family, so I'm afraid the farce just now has become a hot topic among others.
Lin Jianxue frowned slightly, lowered her voice, and leaned close to Dong Yulan and Fu Qingqing's ears, whispering softly: "Aunt Dong, Qingqing, there are too many people outside, let's talk inside first."
Dong Yulan paused in her tears and finally came to her senses. She wiped away her tears, a flicker of embarrassment in her eyes. She couldn't let those people laugh at the Fu family.
She nodded, took Fu Qingqing's hand tightly, and with the support of Lin Jianxue, turned and walked into the low and dim adobe house.
With a creaky sound, the thin wooden door was closed, blocking out the prying eyes of the outside world.
Lin Jianxue placed the cloth bag she had been holding on the only relatively flat, shabby wooden table in the room.
The plump white pork and cabbage buns were wrapped in a clean cloth towel, and the braised pork was served in an aluminum lunch box. The rich aroma of meat instantly dispelled the slight musty smell in the room, but it also made the room look even more bare.
Her eyes fell on Fu Qingqing.
The 10-year-old girl had red and swollen eye circles like walnuts, her face was pale without a trace of blood, and her lips were still trembling slightly, obviously she was still in shock.
Lin Jianxue lowered her voice, trying to sound gentle: "Qingqing, don't be afraid, everyone has left."
She looked at the girl, still in shock, and asked softly, "What's going on? That Jiang Erniu... do you know him? Why... would he suddenly come to propose marriage?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Qingqing's body stiffened slightly, her originally drooping eyelashes trembled violently, and her gaze instantly became evasive, not daring to look directly into Lin Jianxue's concerned eyes.
She bit her lower lip, twisting the corner of her clothes with her fingers unconsciously, and stammered: "I can't say...I can't say I know him...I just...I have seen him before..."
This reaction is wrong.
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