Three days later.

When Ling Mei came back from the county seat with her object, everyone in the village ran over to see the strangeness.

"sister!"

Ling Mei saw Chu Zheng and immediately waved to her.

When the villagers saw her coming, they broke up.

The boy that Ling Mei took was obviously taken aback, and asked Ling Mei, "Mei, how did they go?"

"It's okay." Ling Mei pulled him over: "This is my sister."

"Sister," the boy followed.

Chu Zheng nodded: "Congratulations."

Ling Mei was a little embarrassed to say thank you: "By the way, sister, where have you been?"

Chuzheng did not come back from outside the village, but from behind the mountain... went up the mountain?

"Just walk around."

Chuzheng and Ling Mei said a few words, and they had to go to Ling Mei's parents' house, and they didn't stay much.

When Ling Jiaojiao came back, she heard that Ling Mei was going to marry in the county town, and her face was gloomy.

Ling Jiaojiao looked good and sensible on the surface, but in fact he was very jealous.

If anyone in the village has something better than her, she can be jealous for a long time, and then she will find ways to make the other person embarrassed.

The time that Ling Mei took the subject back was about the same as in the plot.

The people in the village praised Lingmei for finding a good partner, and she was a city citizen after marrying.

Ling Mei also brought a lot of good things.

Ling Jiaojiao listened to the villagers' discussions, and her expression became ugly every day.

Chu Zheng observed Ling Jiaojiao for several days. One morning, Ling Jiaojiao left early in the morning.

Chu Zheng asked Ling Jun to follow Ling Jiaojiao to see what she was going to do.

At noon, Ling Jun came back and told Chu Zheng that Ling Jiaojiao had gone to the next village and talked with someone for a while.

Because of the long distance, Ling Jun didn't know what Ling Jiaojiao said to the other party.

"Go ask."

Chu Zheng found out some tickets for him.

"Good." With money and good work, Ling Jun left happily.

Ling Jiaojiao came back in the evening, obviously in a good mood, and came in with an unknown tone.

Seeing Chu Zheng didn't affect his mood, he entered the house with joy.

The next day, Ling Jun asked Chu Zheng about what he asked. As expected, he asked the other party to insult Ling Mei as in the plot.

"I didn't see Ling Jiaojiao being so cruel."

Ling Jun was amazed.

In this era, if a girl who has not yet appeared in the cabinet is insulted, even if the man doesn’t mind, his family cannot let the man marry.

This matter has to be poked at the backbone and said, who can raise his head?

Ling Jiaojiao's move was really ruthless.

-

at dusk.

The courtyard door was knocked, and Ling Jiaojiao went to open the door. There was no one outside, and Ling Jiaojiao was strange.

When I was about to go back, I saw a note thrown in the corner of the door.

Things like paper are relatively rare in the village, and Ling Jiaojiao picked up the note.

When she finished reading, her face was a bit shy.

Soon there was hesitation again, tonight...

But thinking that there shouldn't be any problems, she took the note and went back to the room.

About an hour later, Ling Jiaojiao changed her clothes and came out with a beautiful braid.

"Jiaojiao, where are you going so late?"

Zhang Xiaoping poked her head out and shouted.

"Go to my third cousin and come back later."

"Be careful." Zhang Xiaoping did not doubt, and told her a few words.

Ling Jiaojiao went all the way to the haystack at the back of the village.

When she met someone on the road, she stopped to talk a few words, and then she continued walking when the person left.

Chu Zheng was with Ling Jun, and Ling Jiaojiao could be seen passing by.

She closed the window and went back to the room.

Hearing the sound, he sat while peeling peanuts. During this time, he didn't work much, and the calluses on his fingers fell off.

The ten fingers are slender and beautiful, and the peanut shell is pinched by his hand to open a hole, revealing the red peanuts inside.

Chu Zheng rubbed his head: "Don't peel it, let them peel it."

He shook his head and continued to peel peanuts.

Hearing the sound, he seemed to think of something, he suddenly put down his things, got up and opened a cabinet in the room.

He took a letter and handed it to Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng was inexplicable: "What?"

He lowered his head and the tips of her ears were reddish, put the letter in her hand, and then went to the outside hall with something in her arms.

"Brother, why did you come out?"

"Let it go, we will do it."

"Brother, do you play cards?"

"Let's play, won't you? Let us teach you, it's very simple."

Ling Jun's voice resounded in the hall.

Chu Zheng held the letter and turned it over and looked at it. The seal was sealed with something. Chu Zheng opened the envelope and poured out the contents.

Just a letter inside.

There is not much in the letter, just a poem--

I only hope that your heart is like mine, and you will be worthy of love.

Good guy card, is this confession to me? Can't it be said? You have to write...

Chuzheng pondered for a while, but did not find a pen in the room, so he had to find a pen in the space by himself.

-

Wen Sheng was playing cards with Ling Jun. As a novice, Wen Sheng was obviously at a loss and always made mistakes.

Fortunately, I was not stupid when I heard the sound. After I understood the rules, I quickly turned over and sang, killing Ling Jun and the others wailing.

Hearing that he won again, Ling Jun hit the table with his head.

"Brother, don't you know how to play?"

Nodded after hearing the sound.

He just learned.

Ling Jun couldn't get up or down in one breath, depressed.

People who read books are better than them in playing cards, which is really annoying.

"Come again! I don't believe it anymore."

"Licensing."

Several people deal cards again, ready to play again.

"sister."

Hearing this, he subconsciously glanced over there, before he could see the person, he suddenly lowered his head.

He saw Chu Zheng's shoes appear in his sight, followed by a piece of letter paper.

This letter paper belongs to him.

Does she give it back to herself?

Hearing the sound, my heart felt a little cold, and it took a long time to reach out and pinch it in the palm of my hand.

Chu Zheng reminded him: "Don't open it for a look?"

After hearing the sound, he unfolded the letter paper under Ling Jun's gossiping sight.

There is an extra row of words under the sentence he wrote.

The font is very regular, even more regular than the words in his book.

——Sleep together and listen to the autumn rain, the little mushrooms are lightly cold.

Hearing the sound, he closed the letter paper sharply, and it took a long time before he glared at Chuzheng.

The reply was written directly below, he thought she was returning it to himself... he was not passing a note! !

And this content...

It's not that she thinks too much, but she wants to express that.

Ling Jun, an illiterate, couldn't understand what was written on it.

"Sister, you can write?"

"What's weird." Chu Zheng sat down.

Ling Jun: "You haven't gone to school, how can you write?"

Chu Zheng: "Teach yourself."

"..."

Fine.

You are sister.

You decide.

"Are you still playing?" Ling Jun asked: "I have a good hand, I will definitely win."

Chuzheng glanced at the cards in Wensheng's hand, then turned his head and said, "What are you playing, not eating?"

"Eat and eat!!" Ling Jun hurriedly packed his things: "Today I went to the county town to buy pig's knuckles. I stewed half of it for my brother at noon, and I made the rest of it. Sister, you can try it."

Ling Jun brought out the remaining soup to hear the sound, and then the braised pig's feet.

Hearing: "..."

I open a small stove every day, and I am used to hearing the sound.