The inn was not very busy now. Song Qiu sent old Yuan back to the village workshop. When he came out, he met Zhang Yang who was coming down the gentle slope.
When the mule cart stopped, Zhang Yang jumped on and sat next to Song Qiu.
"Your eldest cousin is looking after the house today. Is everything going well?"
"It went very smoothly! Both parties are satisfied. The wedding date has been discussed. The girl is pretty good and she is a good match for my eldest cousin. My eldest cousin likes her, and the girl also likes my eldest cousin."
"That's good. To get married, both people have to look at each other."
"Yes."
Song Qiu answered the words all the way, but belatedly realized that something was wrong with the person next to him.
She couldn't help but turn her head and look carefully, and saw that the man had his head buried all the time. It was really strange. When had this man talked to her without his eyes staring at her?
This is the first time I have buried my head in this way without looking at her.
"What's wrong with you? Did you go back to town yesterday? Did you go to Chengjiazhuang to see Uncle Winter Melon and the others today?"
"I haven't gone yet. I plan to go tomorrow. I still have two days off. There's no rush."
Song Qiu felt even more strange when he saw that the person was still burying his head. He simply stopped the car and turned his head to look at Zhang Yang's buried face.
Seeing this, Song Qiu almost fell backwards.
"Oh my god! Brother Zhang Yang, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Yang grabbed Song Qiu who almost fell backwards. Hearing these words, he blushed a little and said hurriedly: "It's okay, it's just that I just helped me mix milk and noodles at home and accidentally got it on."
Let’s get some white noodles.”
"Is that so?" Song Qiu steadied himself, half-convinced, looking at Zhang Yang's uneven face, with a white patch here and a white patch there, but it didn't look like he accidentally got white flour on it. This was because the whole face was filled with white flour.
Have you gone?
It is originally black, but these lumps look a bit funny.
It looked more like her roommate in her previous life, who was always laughed at, and then got so angry that she started learning to put on makeup. The first time she put on makeup, she didn't apply the foundation evenly and the powder got stuck.
Zhang Yang felt guilty, but his face was extremely calm, "That's it, if you don't believe me, why don't you go back and ask me about my milk?" He would not admit that he failed to seek advice from the third brother, but was laughed at by the fifth master and the others. In the end, his brain twitched and he went to the cosmetics store.
I bought a box of makeup powder for girls at the store, and I used most of the box to make my face so white.
When he looked in the mirror, he felt that he was white. He didn't feel that others were looking at him strangely all the way. When he got home, he almost choked when he said, "Sun, have you fallen headfirst into the white noodle pot?"
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I was about to wash it, but thinking that Aqiu hadn't seen his white face yet, I still didn't want to wash it.
No, Ah Qiu finally saw it. Ah Qiu’s reaction was not very good.
Therefore, if he accidentally got dirty noodles, he would not admit that he made a joke.
Well, I can't admit it even to death.
Song Qiu looked at it with suspicion, but did not ask for details. He just said: "You should wash it quickly when you get to the inn. These lumps are not very nice to look at."
Zhang Yang responded, a little worried, and asked without giving up, "It really doesn't look good?"
When Song Qiu heard what he said, he felt strange. He thought of his roommate in his previous life, and his mind was aroused. He subconsciously said: "Brother Zhang Yang, did someone say that you are a gangster?"
Zhang Yang:......
He paused, then pretended to be nonchalant and said: "No? How could it be? Ah Qiu, do you think I'm evil?"
Song Qiu thought without thinking: "It's not dark, it's called bronze. It's healthy and masculine!" One of her favorite male stars in her previous life had the same skin color as Zhang Yang.
Black or white are each person's characteristics, there is nothing to laugh about.
When she said this, Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly brightened. Before returning to the inn, he directly lifted up a corner of his clothes and wiped it on his face, wiping away a lot of white spots on his face.
He grinned, showing his big white teeth, "Yes! What kind of bronze do I have? I look healthy and masculine!" Although he didn't know what bronze was, it didn't stop him from hearing that it sounded good, and he proudly showed it to Song Qiu.
The muscles in his arms are full of strength.
Song Qiu looked at the bulging sleeves and couldn't help but think of Zhang Yang's powerful fists, and swallowed subconsciously.
You can't afford to mess with muscular men or anything like that.
Back at the inn, Song Qiu was still busy cooking the remaining jam until it was ready to be packed.
He also inspected the small porcelain bottles that Du Chuanfu had retrieved today, cleaned them, and left them to dry in order to put them in for use tomorrow.
He didn't care about Zhang Yang and just let him look around, sit and play by himself.
Zhang Yang, who was familiar with the situation, found some water to wash his face by himself. Seeing Song Qiu busy going in and out, he followed him to help.
But when he took the opportunity and saw that no one else was paying attention, he didn't forget to give Zhang Lihua a quick slap on the forehead.
Zhang Lihua was busy when she got hit for no reason. She almost ran away and stepped on Zhang Yang's toe without being polite.
Zhang Yang reacted quickly and dodged away.
Zhang Lihua stepped on the air and glared at him angrily.
Zhang Yang also glared at her and whispered: "You are talking nonsense, you must have said that Ah Qiu likes fair skin, which has caused me such a big embarrassment! Obviously Ah Qiu thinks that I am dark and healthy! How can I not like it?"
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Zhang Lihua was stunned for a moment, and then looked suspicious. Ah Qiu did like Bai Jing, but she had heard it from her own mouth. Where did this beautiful misunderstanding come from, so her brother thought that Ah Qiu liked him?
Zhang Lihua didn't want to understand, but seeing her brother's proud look, she thought to herself that this silly brother should just let him misunderstand!
Humph, who told him to always hit her?
The beating was so violent that it hurt people to death.
She didn't even want to help Haofa by saying good things to Ah Qiu?
Even if he doesn’t think about it, he won’t be able to woo Aqiu!
Zhang Yang didn't know that his sister was planning to hold him back. He only thought that Aqiu also liked dark people. He had to work harder, and Aqiu would always like him.
Anyway, apart from him, Ah Qiu doesn’t like anyone else!
His chances are great!
Childhood sweethearts, among those outside, who can compare to this affection?
After all the busy work, it was almost getting dark, so Song Qiu asked Wang to prepare dinner and asked Zhang Yang to have dinner with him.
But Zhang Yang said that he had brought vegetables home and would go home to eat with his family tonight, and he also dragged Zhang Lihua back with him.
Song Qiu left no one behind, and waited for Old Yuan to come over. They had dinner together and returned to the village.
When I got home, the Zhang family's upper room was busy eating.
When Old Yuan was called by Old Deng, he wanted to go in and sit and talk. Song Qiu thought it would be fine, so he went in.
Zhang Yang brought back roasted chicken, as well as braised pig's trotters, old Deng's, Zhang Yang, Zhang Lihua, Zhang Hugua and Miao's, as well as Zhang Zaohua and Shidan'er. People were sitting at the table, and they didn't fight over each other, so they all enjoyed the food.
It's such a joy.
It is rare for Zhang Yang to be so harmonious and warm at the Zhang family's dining table.
Song Qiu looked at it and was quite happy for Zhang Yang and Lihua.
There aren't too many people to look at, so it looks like a family.
Even the courgette looks particularly pleasing to the eye.
It would be even better if Uncle Winter Melon and Aunt Winter Melon are here.