A villager said hello: "Brother Jun, is this Xiu Mu coming back?"
Ruan Jun's eyes were indifferent and he replied politely: "Yes, Aunt Wang."
There is a bit of the nobility of a scholar in her delicate temperament.
In the entire village, Ruan Jun was the only one who could go to Baihe Academy, and he was the only one with such talent, winning first place in every exam.
This is Wenquxing of Xinghua Village, and even the clan leader wants to support him.
Once Ruan Xiucai succeeds in the examination, Xinghua Village will also benefit from it.
So much so that almost everyone in the village was careful not to flatter him or offend him.
Therefore, no villager dared to walk past him on the entire road.
The road is not wide and is surrounded by potholes. It is just right for two people to walk side by side.
Ruan Jun and Shutong stood there, blocking the road, and no one in the village was willing to tell him to give way.
I can't afford to offend.
In the end I had to take a detour and take a longer route.
Seeing this, a hint of arrogance appeared in Ruan Jun's eyes.
Ye Youlan held something in her hand, looking left and right. Why didn't everyone go this way, but wanted to take a longer way?
She looked at the sun.
Oops, it's already noon, and Yanzhi's brother is still waiting for her to go back and cook.
The little girl picked up the things in her hands and walked towards that road.
Ruan Jun frowned, how dare he come over just standing here?
Steal the way?
Whose girl is this?
Could it be those idiots in the village who admire him?
It's so shameless.
Ruan Jun glanced at the little girl and clicked his tongue in disgust, she was so ugly.
The book boy angrily blocked the little girl's path: "Stop, don't you see my young master walking this way?"
The little girl also replied: "I want to go through this road too."
As he was about to move forward, he was stopped by the book boy again, with a look of disdain on his face: "Okay, okay? Who knows if you really want to pass through here? Maybe you want to take the opportunity to pester our young master."
No wonder the scholar thinks so, even Ruan Jun thinks so too.
Every time he goes to the village, he always encounters various women who take the opportunity to get involved with him.
Ruan Jun is already eighteen years old this year and has not married yet, so he has naturally become a favorite in the village, attracting countless unmarried sumo wrestlers who are overtly and covertly entangled with him.
The book boy is also a young master who protects his family. Looking at the little girl in front of him, she is really ugly.
At least the women he had been entangled with before were all well-groomed, not to mention pretty, at least pretty.
But the person in front of me was wearing coarse linen clothes with patches all over them. He was extremely poor and had an ordinary face with no merit whatsoever.
In the eyes of Ruan Jun and Shutong, it was simply extremely ugly.
You still want to pester the young master!
Who would have thought that the little girl looked puzzled: "Why should I pester your young master?"
Ruan Jun:?
Bookboy:?
The little girl asked again: "Who are you? Why are you blocking the road?"
Her eyes were clear and shining with innocence and innocence.
Ruan Jun:……
Shutong:......
The book boy snorted: "Don't pretend to be in front of our young master and try to attract his attention in this way. Let me tell you, it's impossible!"
Ruan Jun curled his lips, the book boy's words helped him.
The little girl tilted her head: "Why should I attract his attention? You are so strange..."
She moved the things in her hands behind her back and looked at them warily: "I only have these valuables on me, are you trying to rob me by blocking me here?"
Ruan Jun's handsome face turned dark at that time.
The book boy pointed at her incoherently: "You, you, what did you say..."
Who wants to rob you of your worthless things?
The little girl was not happy either: "No, brother Yanzhi is still waiting for me at home!"
With that said, he pushed the book boy away and walked straight past Ruan Jun without even looking at him.
The book boy was pushed away, staggered, and accidentally pushed his young master into the mud pit.