The main reason comes from Luo Fengtang.

She believed that he would not betray the marriage, so there was no need for her to make a fuss and guard against this and that.

If he was really seduced by a young girl, she, a thirty-year-old woman, would not be able to prevent it.

At worst, we'll all die together when the time comes.

In her marriage, there was only widowhood, no reconciliation, and she would not be as fake and open-minded as Tan.

Of course, it is impossible to say that I don't mind it at all.

If your man is coveted by another woman, you will definitely not feel good.

But for now it's just a pair of socks, so there's no need to let her take action. Maybe Luo Fengtang's indifference can make Qiaohong quit and stop being stupid.

In the teahouse, Xu Yuanming breathed a sigh of relief as the wave of tea was sent away.

Throughout the year, these few months are the busiest, because new tea is rushed to be shipped, especially this year's tea, which was requested by the Luo family master who was far away in the capital. General Luo and his wife paid special attention to this.

So Xu Yuanming didn't dare to be careless at all.

No, after finally completing the errand, Xu Yuanming could breathe a sigh of relief. Next came the daily maintenance of the tea garden, and the errands were relatively leisurely.

So Xu Yuanming discussed with Zhang and planned to let Zhang take his daughter Qiaohong down the mountain and go back to the town for a few days. Such a big girl must be thinking about the excitement in the town, so it would be nice to let her go and have fun.

As a result, when Mrs. Zhang brought Xu Yuanming's words to Qiaohong, her daughter did not cheer as expected.

"What's going on? Why aren't you happy? Didn't you keep clamoring to go down the mountain earlier?" Ms. Zhang looked at her daughter who was sitting sideways on the bed. The daughter was immersed in sewing, and her reaction was indifferent.

"Mom, I don't want to go down the mountain, I'm too lazy to run."

"Why are you too lazy to run? I'll let you walk for a while on the way down the mountain. Once we get down the mountain, your elder brother will drive a carriage to take us back to town. Don't be lazy."

Qiaohong raised her head and said, "Mom, I really don't want to go down the mountain. Just go and don't get involved with me. I won't go anywhere and just like to stay in the tea garden."

When she said this, she looked out the small window at the rows of terraced tea gardens, and there seemed to be light shining in her eyes.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. Thinking of what happened in the morning, the tension and excitement hadn't passed yet.

At that time, she knew at the right time that he would come into the house to get clean clothes and then go down the mountain, so she waited in the house with the pair of socks she made for him hidden in her hand.

Unexpectedly, when he came in, her mother Zhang was followed behind him.

She didn't have time to give him the socks in front of him, but she wasn't willing to just let him go. She felt so hot that she stuffed the socks into his clothes...

As soon as he stuffed it in, my mother took over the clothes and helped him pack the bundle roll.

Watching him go down the mountain with the socks she gave him, she felt a strange feeling in her heart that she couldn't explain.

It was as if she had drunk wine secretly, and her heart felt hot and sweet, but she was also flustered and uneasy. She seemed to be looking for someone to talk about her feelings, but she couldn't.

This is my own secret.

All she can do now is wait and expect.

I hope he can see those socks, hope he can guess it's her.

"oops!"

Inadvertently, the embroidery needle pricked her hand again, and bright red blood seeped out. She quickly put her finger in her mouth and sucked it.

This is already the fifth time today.

"You kid, why are you so absent-minded? Mom doesn't pay attention to you when you talk to me. You can still get your hands pricked while doing some embroidery work. What's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Zhang came to the bedside and wanted to look at Qiaohong's hand, but Qiaohong refused.

On the contrary, she blushed and drove Mrs. Zhang out of the house in embarrassment.

It's all my fault that my mother had to follow General Luo into the house, so she couldn't hand over the socks to him with her own hands.

I don’t know if he saw the socks at this moment, if he had insight into her thoughts, and what... would he do?

At the same time, she was a little worried, fearing that the socks would fall into Mrs. Luo's hands.

After all, she is his wife, but he covets her man, which is a bit unreasonable no matter how you say it.

Qiaohong knew she was in the wrong, but she felt like she couldn't control it. If she didn't convey something to him, she felt like she was going to be suffocated to death!

Mrs. Zhang went to the tea garden to find Xu Yuanming who was busy at work, and angrily told him about Qiaohong.

"That damn girl didn't know she had taken the wrong medicine. She refused to go down the mountain with me. In the end, she got upset and pushed me out of the house."

"I can't persuade you anymore. If you try to persuade me later, you will be spoiled by you!"

When Xu Yuanming heard this, he just grinned.

After Zhang finished speaking, Xu Yuanming said: "Since my daughter doesn't want to go back now, let's talk about it in two days and follow her."

"Are you still following me? This girl is almost spoiled by you and can't tell the difference between east, west, north and south."

Xu Yuanming still smiled good-naturedly: "It's okay for my daughter to be more accustomed to her family. She's already sixteen and can't stay at home for a few more years."

"When we get married, we won't be able to get used to it even if we think about it."

Xu Yuanming has said this, what else can Zhang say?

What's more, she has two sons and a daughter, and she only got such a daughter when she was in her thirties. She should love her more.

"Also, I found that something is wrong with our daughter these days." Mrs. Zhang suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Xu Yuanming stopped what he was doing and asked.

Mrs. Zhang frowned and thought about it carefully, then shook her head: "I can't tell. Anyway, I just feel that she is a little different. She is always alone in a daze. Sometimes she is depressed, and sometimes she seems to be happier than anything else. Sing sing

Tiaotiao asked her but didn't say anything, and just laughed to herself."

Xu Yuanming was confused when he heard this. He scratched his head with his hands stained with tea leaves: "The more I talk about it, the more confused I become."

Finally, Mrs. Zhang stamped her foot and said, "I can't tell clearly. Maybe my daughter is older and it's not a problem to stay with us in the mountains all the time."

Xu Yuanming understood now. He lowered his face and thought carefully for a moment, "In the past two days, people from the Luo family will come to the tea garden. When everything is over, let's go down to the mountain together, take our daughter to have fun, and buy more."

Something girls like."

That night, Qiaohong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and had many, many dreams.

In the dream, he came to the tea garden, wore the socks she gave her, hugged her, kissed her, and said he wanted to marry her...

She was so happy that she couldn't help but reach out to hug him back, but the hug was in vain and she almost fell off the shop.

Only then did I realize that it was a dream, and outside the window, it was already broad daylight.

Qiaohong was not disappointed, lying on the bed recalling that dream, but she couldn't help but feel sweet.

It would be great if this were true.

Or maybe, this is a good sign?

Just as he was thinking this, Mrs. Zhang came over and knocked on the door.
Chapter completed!