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Chapter 9 Everything is subject to the actual object

Wearing a sunhat and carrying a basket full of pigweed, Song Juan hurried back to the village from the mountain with sweat dripping down her back.

By the time she got home, Song Laifu and Li Guilan had already been back for a while.

When the two of them saw their daughter coming in with a basket on her back, they didn't think much about it. They just thought that Song Juan had just gotten some pigweed to save her like before.

But when Song Laifu was about to get some pigweed to feed the pigs, he suddenly realized that his daughter had returned with a basket full of pigweed.

And it’s not just pure grass!

This discovery made Song Laifu a little confused about what was happening.

Song Laifu, the father, also knows very well what kind of temper his daughter has.

But now, Song Laifu discovered that he seemed to have some misunderstanding about his daughter.

"Juan'er came back today carrying a basket full of pigweed!"

After returning from feeding the pigs, Song Laifu stood beside Li Guilan and spoke softly.

"ah?!"

When Li Guilan heard this, she couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Be quiet!"

Song Laifu glanced sideways at Li Guilan and said, "Do you think Juan'er is doing it on a whim, or is she really planning to do her job?"

"Why do you care about your daughter?"

"Does our family send our daughter to do this kind of work?"

Li Guilan was furious.

"No, I have to go talk to my daughter!"

Li Guilan felt that she needed to have a good chat with her daughter. She was not needed at all for cutting the pigweed. The couple went to work in the mountains, and they didn't have to get full work points, so they cut the pigweed easily.

"Don't go!"

Song Laifu stopped Li Guilan and said, "My daughter is older and has ideas. Let's just watch."

"We can protect her now, but what about in the future?"

"We will grow old one day."

"While we are alive, her four brothers are protecting her. Who knows what will happen when we are old and gone?"

"Besides, my daughter has to get married sooner or later!"

Song Laifu didn't want his daughter to suffer, but there were some things he had to consider.

After hearing Song Laifu's words, Li Guilan wanted to express her position, but under Song Laifu's sharp gaze, she finally chose to remain silent.



Song Juan naturally didn't know about this conversation between her parents.

When she returned to the house, she first changed into dry clothes, and then discovered that her shoulders had red marks, and her shoulders were extremely sore.

A peasant girl was so fragile. Song Juan really didn't know what to say about her past.

It is a blessing to have parents who love you.

But my predecessor didn't know how to cherish this blessing. For the sake of an educated youth whom I just met not long ago, my brain went crazy and I ended up like the one in the plot. It was my own fault.

It's just that her predecessor committed evil, but all the pain has to be borne by her old parents and brothers.

According to the introduction in the article, Song Laifu and Li Guilan were depressed after their daughter's death, and died within a year of each other.

Because of this, Song Guoqing, the fourth brother, and his family moved away from Banpo Village.

"Juan'er, it's time to wash your hands and eat!"

In the yard, Li Guilan's greeting interrupted Song Juan's thoughts.

Coming out of the house, Song Juan went straight to the kitchen, ready to help serve the meal.

Lunch was steamed buns with Erhe noodles, and the dish was potatoes stewed with green beans. The fat meat residue after deep-frying in oil was added to it.

Perhaps because she was tired, Song Juan ate a large bowl of vegetables and a whole steamed bun.

This appetite did not exist in her predecessor or before Song Juan traveled through time.

Song Laifu and Li Guilan were very satisfied with her large appetite.

People at this time generally believed that being able to eat was a blessing.

However, Song Juan's physique is very good, and she is the kind who can only eat without getting fat.

After finishing the meal, Song Juan took the initiative to take over the task of washing pots and dishes.

Song Laifu and Li Guilan's eyes gleamed when their daughter took such initiative to work. When they looked at each other, they both felt that their daughter had finally grown up and become sensible.

The summer sun is too strong, especially in the afternoon.

Therefore, no one in the village goes to work in the mountains now.

As usual, Song Laifu went out with his hands behind his back, humming a joke, looking for someone to play with.

Li Guilan was not idle, but packed up the dirty clothes at home and prepared to go to the river to wash clothes.

The location of Banpo Village is quite good.

Although the fields are all mountainous, there is a stream and ditch to the west of the village, and the largest reservoir in Qiaojia Town was built to the east of the village in the past few years.

In addition, behind Banpo Village, there is a small reservoir built by the villagers themselves.

Song Juan jumped from this small reservoir before.

The small reservoir behind Banpo Village is only four to five hundred meters away from Lao Song's house. However, there are no big trees around the reservoir. If you go to wash clothes here, the sun will be right above your head and you will be scorched.

On the contrary, there are many willow trees growing in the stream and ditch to the west of the village, which can provide shade.

Li Guilan was going to Xihegouzi in the west of the village.

The so-called Xihegouzi is Song Juan’s cognition.

To the people in Banpo Village, it is just a river.

The deepest part of the creek ditch in Banpo Village is less than one meter. It was dug by the villagers themselves and used as a puddle for watering the vegetable fields.

In other places, the water depth is only twenty or thirty centimeters.

Only when it rains heavily for many days in a row will the water flow in Xihegouzi become turbulent, but it can only last for a day or two at most.

"Juan'er, would you like to go wash your clothes with me?"

Before leaving the house, Li Guilan greeted Song Juan.

On this hot noon, it's just as hot at home, but it's cooler by the river, where you can play in the water.

Song Juan naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

Going to the river to enjoy the cool air was one thing, but the most important thing was that she wanted to see if she could meet the male protagonist Xie Wenyi.

Although she had no idea about Xie Wenyi, Song Juan was really curious about his appearance.

What kind of man can be so obsessed with the heroine in such an era?

The description in the book is that Xie Wenyi is thin, but has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

It is a pity that many novels Song Juan has read have similar descriptions, or even more exciting descriptions. However, in reality, she really does not know what sword eyebrows and star eyes are, and she has never seen any so-called

The handsome boss.

As for those in movies and TV series?

It's really not that Song Juan is picky, it's really the way those people look that makes Song Juan very embarrassed.

The mother and daughter went out. Li Guilan was carrying a basket with dirty clothes in it, while Song Juan was carrying a laundry mallet in each hand. After all, it was too laborious to rub some clothes with hands, so it would be more labor-saving to hit them directly with a mallet.

The Xie family's mansion is now the office space of the village branch.

Xie Wenyi was sent to live in an adobe house in the west end of the village.

The location of this adobe house was on the way Li Guilan and Song Juan went to Xihegouzi in the west.

Song Juan actually didn't think she would definitely meet Xie Wenyi today. After all, she was just here to try her luck.

However, that's how it happened.

When Song Juan and Li Guilan were still dozens of steps away from the adobe house where Xie Wenyi lived, Xie Wenyi happened to go out and walk this way.

"fraud!"

The moment she saw Xie Wenyi's appearance, Song Juan felt that the author of the chronicle she had read was a liar.

If this is also called Sword Eyebrows and Starry Eyes, then Song Juan can only say that the heroine is blind.

Xie Wenyi has a long and thin face, a sallow complexion, splayed eyebrows, and small eyes. The first impression given to people is that he is not a good person.

With such an appearance, can the heroine be captivated?

Song Juan expressed doubts.

Or maybe, novels are all artistic creations, and exaggerated descriptions are allowed?

As for reality?
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