"We've already broken off the engagement, why are you still looking for me?"

When the sun was about to set, Mianmian was coming from the river behind the village carrying a pile of pine feathers on her back, when a figure stopped in front of her.

Mianmian turned her face to one side and looked at the river where the water level had receded, revealing mud and water plants. She frowned but didn't look at the person in front of her.

Jiang Xianjun blushed, his eyes lingering on Mianmian's face.

"Mianmian, I just want to see you and talk to you."

The breakup of the engagement was caught off guard, and before he even realized that his wife was no longer his.

"We have called off our engagement, so we should avoid suspicion." Mianmian said.

"Mianmian, I have a lot to say to you, really." Jiang Xianjun said again, taking a step forward: "Just look at me, okay?"

Mianmian's frown deepened. She took a step back and glanced at Jiang Xianjun: "There is nothing to talk about between us. Get out of the way. I'm going home."

Jiang Xianjun still stood in the middle of the road and refused to give way.

Mianmian was so angry that she stamped her feet and her eyes were red, "Jiang Xianjun, are you trying to be a rogue? What on earth are you going to do? We have nothing to do with each other for a long time. Can you please stop blocking my way?"

Jiang Xianjun still refused to give in, staring straight at Mianmian, his eyes bloodshot.

"Mianmian, do you know? I've been living a very torturous life these days. It's you who opens and closes my eyes."

"Bah, that's your business, don't involve me!"

"Mianmian, don't be like this. I know I deserve it, but I really have you in my heart..."

Mian Mian's nose was sore, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Jiang Xianjun took another step forward, but this time, Mianmian did not retreat.

He took advantage of the situation to take the firewood from Mianmian's back, but Mianmian refused. Jiang Xianjun continued: "I know you have been wronged. It is my fault. I did not protect you well. I am also very upset..."

Mianmian turned sideways and raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, "Is it interesting to talk about that when you are like this?"

Jiang Xianjun gritted his teeth, "I have already told my parents harsh words. I will not marry you unless I marry you in this life. My father has always been on my side. My mother can't care about me this time. In the past,

You won’t care about my business anymore.”

"Mianmian, I went to your family to propose marriage, can you give me another chance?"

Mianmian seemed to hear something frightening, and looked at Jiang Xianjun with wide eyes: "Are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?"

Jiang Xianjun shook his head, "I'm not crazy, I just want to marry you. I don't like any girl from these ten miles and eight villages, so I only care about you!"

Mianmian couldn't describe her feelings, but tears fell from her eyes.

Jiang Xianjun panicked and quickly raised his sleeves to wipe Mianmian's tears. Mianmian pushed him away and cried, "What do you think of me? Am I something that your Jiang family can come and go at a moment's notice? Jiang Xianjun, don't bother me anymore."

I'm here, my name is Mianmian, and I have a soft temper, but I'm as stubborn as my father. I won't go back until I turn back, so give up!"

Mianmian ran away crying, leaving Jiang Xianjun standing by the bridge, kicking the stone pillars with his feet and growling, throwing stones into the river like a madman.

Jiang Xianjun vented his anger, but still felt that his heart was filled with panic.

He also thought that he had escaped Jiang Mu's questioning on the pretext of going out to collect firewood, and that he would be scolded again later when he returned with empty hands. He raised his head and looked around. The sun had already set at this time, and he did not dare to go to the foot of the mountain.

But you can still drill through the willow forest not far away.

Jiang Xianjun entered the willow forest. Before he could tie up the firewood with rattan sticks, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

Someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. As soon as he turned around, a fist as big as a sandbag hit his face...

As for the village, Mianmian ran for less than half a mile carrying firewood on her back and finally entered the village. She was forced back to tears.

The light around her gradually dimmed, and there were no people on the road. Mianmian planned to go to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash her face with a handful of water. Near the old maple tree, she saw a familiar figure in front of her. She walked briskly towards the entrance of the village.

He was still humming a song.

"Embroidery."

The girl in front turned around and was stunned when she saw Mianmian: "Auntie, it's already dark and you're still picking up your loose hair?"

Mianmian squeezed out a smile and said, "Well, I have nothing to do when I have nothing to do, so go get some."

"Oh, do you want me to carry it for you?" Xiuxiu asked again.

Mianmian smiled and shook her head. The aunt and nephew walked together towards the entrance of the village. Mianmian asked Xiuxiu again: "It's not heavy. By the way, it's almost dark, why didn't you go home?"

When asked this, Xiuxiu's smile suddenly turned sweet.

"Aren't you sending Li Wei back? I wanted to send him to the river dam, but he wouldn't let me, so I sent him to the intersection behind the village and let him go on his own."

"Oh, that's what happened."

Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Xiuxiu didn't go to the river bank, otherwise she and Jiang Xianjun would have been seen having fun there.

"When you mentioned Li Wei, I was in a daze. I haven't heard from him for a long time. My family held a full-moon banquet two days ago and it seemed that his father was the only one who came to have a drink." Mianmian said again.

Xiu Xiu nodded, "Didn't his aunt open a vermicelli claypot shop in the town? As the New Year's Eve approached, the shop called him over to help. He just came back this morning and brought some dried vermicelli from the shop to my house.

Eat hot pot during the Chinese New Year."

Seeing the sweetness and happiness in Xiuxiu's smile, Mianmian felt a little sour in her heart.

"Xiuxiu, Li Wei is so kind to you. You are a lucky person. Cherish it."

Xiuxiu finished holding her pigtails, feeling a little embarrassed to be praised by Mianmian like this.

"Well, I will definitely cherish it. He is good to my family, and I will not neglect his parents. I bought new shoes for his parents to wear during the New Year."

Mianmian narrowed her eyes in appreciation and raised her hand to touch Xiuxiu's hair: "Not bad, not bad. She is a filial and virtuous wife."

Xiuxiu's face turned even redder, "Auntie, don't be sad anymore. Jiang Xianjun is not your good match. Naturally, your good match can't escape. You don't need to worry about an irrelevant person anymore."

"

Mianmian smiled and nodded gently, "You and your Aunt Xiangxiang have told me these words of comfort countless times during this period. Don't worry, I'm sensible."

Xiuxiu felt relieved and came over to hold Mianmian's arm affectionately. The aunt and nephew walked home talking and laughing.

The two families are neighbors. They do not share a wall like the Yang Huazhong family and the Luo family. The Mianmian family and the Xiuxiu family each have their own courtyard walls.

There is about six feet of width between the two courtyard walls, which is paved with bluestone slabs.

In winter, the sun doesn't penetrate that long alley, and the cold wind blows in that long alley.
Chapter completed!