Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Su Haitang sighed and walked to the grass hut in Guadi, took off her straw hat and fanned the wind randomly.

  In the straw shed, an old door was used to build a simple bed, with an old mattress, pillows and sheets, and the wind blowing through the hall was very cool.

   With Da Hei guarding him, Su Haitang lay down with confidence, staring at the roof made of corn stalks in a daze.

   There were so many things that happened that day that she was overwhelmed.

  The Wang family was frustrated, the train station was selling melons, she ran into the rogue Cheng Yuanzheng, and the news he brought, one after another, all of which gave her a lot of shock.

   said that she thought about it, but how could the resentment accumulated in her heart be completely dispelled for a while.

   After all, she paid the price with her life!

   Da Hei suddenly called out loudly twice, interrupting Su Haitang's wild thoughts.

   "Big Black?" Su Haitang rolled over to the ground, put on her shoes and went out to check the movement. Before she stood up, there was a large shadow in front of her.

  Su Haitang took a deep breath, raised her eyes and recognized the tall man in front of the grass hut blocking the sun, her tense heart relaxed.

"How did you come?"

   She sat back on the wooden bed angrily, not giving the man a good face.

   Cheng Yuanzheng bent over and looked into the small space inside, thought about it, took a step back, crouched down outside, and looked up at her slightly.

   "Want to talk to you."

  Su Haitang saw that he was squatting outside in a regular manner, and the **** ran over and walked around his legs affectionately, and his face turned black.

   She had forgotten that Da Hei was bought by her second uncle from the village chief's house. She must have known this rogue man, and she felt betrayed and aggrieved.

   Cheng Yuanzheng stroked the oily and smooth fur on Da Hei’s back, smelled the sweet fragrance of the garden, and gave a casual compliment.

   "You raised Dahei so well."

   Reaching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Su Haitang snorted softly and calmed down.

   "There are melons in the field, you pick them and eat them yourself."

   She is very reasonable and has the demeanor of a landlord. I hope he can also be a civilized person, and quickly finish talking and leave!

   "I really like to eat your melon." Cheng Yuanzheng picked up the gourd water scoop in the bucket next to him, scooped up the water to wash his hands, picked a large and fragrant melon, washed it open, and handed it to her in half.

   "I'm not hungry, you can eat." Su Haitang refused, sitting upright, waiting for him to speak.

   "Don't be so serious." Cheng Yuanzheng took a mouthful of melon, feeling better, and wanted to tease her.

   "Actually you are my fiancee, you know?"

  Su Haitang suddenly widened her eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"Is not funny."

   Cheng Yuanzheng laughed softly when he heard her cold words.

   "Not kidding you."

   He swallowed a mouthful of melon, suddenly annoyed that his image was not handsome enough at the moment.

   "Let me introduce myself again, my name is Cheng Yuanzheng, I'm 23 years old, and I'm currently serving in an army unit."

"The woman in the photo is surnamed Yan and married to the He family in the imperial capital. Back then, Aunt Yan lost her child after giving birth. She fell ill at that time. After 18 years of cooking, she was exhausted. She received two critical illness notices this month. ."

  Su Haitang listened silently, and suddenly asked him, "That He family is very powerful?"

   Cheng Yuanzheng met her scrutinizing eyes, instantly understood what she meant, and admitted it frankly.

"It's very powerful. The old man of the He family is the former commander of a certain army in the imperial capital. Uncle He inherits his father's business and is also the head of a certain department. The Yan family is similar. It can be said that becoming the fast son-in-law of the He family is like stepping on the ladder to heaven. "

   "However," he took a bite of the melon and smiled slyly. "My family is not bad either. I don't have to eat my wife's soft rice."