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Chapter 22 Rare Anger

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Tough and optimistic, like a seed in the wind, she cannot find fertile soil and can survive in the cracks of rocks; only when she has suffered from suffering and frost and has the responsibilities she must bear in her heart can she be so strong and has strong adaptability.

When Meng Youtian saw A Xiu, he thought of Zijuan again, and he couldn't help but feel emotion. The different growth environment caused Zijuan to be weak and also made A Xiu's diligence and strength. In this turbulent and turbulent world, A Xiu's physical and mental resilience is her most precious wealth.

"Take off the gun and put it on the mule, keep it silent?" Meng Youtian met A Xiu in the ridge and said warmly.

"Not heavy." A Xiu shook his head gently and said with a smile: "When I have free time, I can practice aiming, and I don't have to hurry and get it."

Meng Youtian nodded and passed by A Xiu.

"Brother Arita." Ah Xiu shouted, and when Meng Youtian turned around, he pointed to the grove where the mule was tied, "I brought a can of water. If you are thirsty, go there to drink."

"Okay, after hoeing this ridge, you can rest too!" Meng Youtian forced a smile and turned around to continue hoeing the ground.

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The sun shines through the branches and leaves on the head, leaving mottled light and shadows. Willow branches float lightly in the soft wind, and a few large stones lie scattered on the grass. Ah Youtian couldn't raise the interest of appreciating the wonderful nature. Even Ah Xiu was taciturn and the atmosphere was dull.

"Brother Tian, ​​don't be sad, Sister Zijuan's illness will be cured." A Xiu handed over a bowl of water and comforted her with a pale feeling.

"Yes." Meng Youtian smiled bitterly, took the water and drank it slowly, then stopped, looked at the water in the bowl and asked lightly: "It's a bit sour, what's added to the water?"

"It's the water I picked yesterday." Ah Xiu looked at Meng Youtian nervously, "Isn't it delicious?"

"It's quite delicious, it's better than white water." Meng Youtian smiled, pointed at A Xiu's hand and said, "Winter spring's hand. Isn't it better yet?"

Ah Xiu shrank her hands, as if this flaw made her feel embarrassed, especially when she was discovered by Meng Youtian. She stuttered: "It's okay. Just warm the weather, it's good."

Meng Youtian handed the empty bowl back to A Xiu and said, "Drink more water and keep warm. By the way, the frostbite on your feet is cured, right? You have to pay more attention. You will love to offend when it is cold."

A warm feeling surged in Axiu's heart. When she talked about her feet, she immediately remembered the incident of spraining her feet that night, Meng Youtian pinched and rubbed her, and hugged her, and a red cloud immediately rose on her face.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the town to see Sun Dana about Zijuan's illness." Meng Youtian did not notice A Xiu's expression. He said to himself: "By the way, I'll ask for a prescription for treating frostbite, well. Why don't you and Xiao Man go with me too. My mother will take care of Zijuan alone, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

A Xiu was silent for a while and said softly: "The folk remedy I have made for me is very good, so don't bother Doctor Sun. I heard that he is very expensive to treat people."

"If it is expensive or not, it is the main thing to see a doctor!" Meng Youtian said disapprovingly: "It is even more unsubstantiable to delay small problems."

A Xiu pursed her lips and wanted to ask Meng Youtian what to do if Zijuan's disease is not cured, but how could she say this? At this time, she could only say it well, so that Meng Youtian could not think that she was cursing Zijuan.

The sound of suona came from the distant road, which was a team of sending off the brides. The Japanese swept the storm, burning, killing, and plundering, threatened the people. In order to reassure their parents, many girls got married early, and few were picky and picking. Marriages that were difficult to achieve on weekdays have become much easier. There are even some simple things to do, and the girls changed into clean clothes and were taken to their husband's house by their father.

Nowadays, men are hard to live, and a girl is even harder to live. Young and beautiful in troubled times is a sin, and the root cause of causing trouble. The people’s idea is: finding a master for their daughter is to run around, hide, take care of, and have personal care and protect them! The idea cannot be said to be wrong, but it is also too naive.

"A Xiu, are you eighteen years old this year?" Meng Youtian moved his eyes away from the wedding party, turned to A Xiu's face, and said with a faint smile.

"Well, I'm only one year younger than you." A Xiu's eyes flashed for a moment. She didn't know what she was thinking, or when she saw someone sending her off, she also felt embarrassed.

"Grow up." Meng Youtian's eyes swept from top to bottom and said with some emotion: "When I first met you, I was yellow and thin, and now I look strong."

A Xiu was a little embarrassed under Meng Youtian's gaze, and twisted the corner of her clothes and whispered: "It's been more than two years. If I hadn't met you, I would have been eaten by a wolf. My aunt would have treated me well, just like a daughter."

"You have to get married even if your daughter is married!" Meng Youtian chuckled and said, "When I tell my mother, I will find a suitable one for you. Or, if you have a favorite, I will tell you the right one. Based on your appearance and character..."

"Xiao Man hasn't grown up yet, I can't live without her." A Xiu interrupted Meng Youtian's words in an unhappy tone and turned her face aside.

"It's not good for people in the same village? I can meet often..." Meng Youtian asked in surprise.

"No." A Xiu wanted to cry, and his speech was filled with tremolo.

Meng Youtian pursed his lips and said warmly: "If it doesn't work, it won't work. You have to decide the major issues of marriage. Okay, I won't mention this in the future. Actually, hey, forget it, I won't talk about it anymore. Otherwise, you go home first, and I will hoe these ridges and go back."

A Xiu didn't say anything, and got up and walked into the field, hoeing weeds and sprinkling crops like a gamble, and ignored Meng Youtian.

Why is this girl angry? It's really rare! Meng Youtian scratched his head inexplicably. Could it be that this kind of thing should not be involved in this man? Or A Xiu thought he disliked her and wanted to push her out of this family? I don't understand what a woman's family thoughts.

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The large utensils in the main room of Meng Youtian's family have been moved out. There is a "Sword of Evil-avoiding and Demon-killing" made of peach wood hanging on the door. On the wall, there are pieces of paper from gods, spirits, witches, holy, heaven and earth stuck to the kang. When the witch is arranged like this, it looks evil and ghosts, with a strong yin energy. People who are not sick will feel heartbroken. Zijuan shrank at the corner of the kang, staring at the big confused eyes, and staring at the witch jumping around the house.

In the room, there were smoke rising in the incense table, and the tablets of the gods such as the Medicine King Lingguan were placed on it. A priest was filled with millet. The millet was filled with incense and some yellow paper cut. There were also some broken objects on the incense table, and a very thick whip made of twisted together with seven willow branches.!~!

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