Chapter 2577 Years of employment (11)

It was illegal for He's mother to harbor a fugitive, and there was nothing she could do to trouble Chuzheng.

She couldn't help it, but the He family could.

He's mother's husband came to Chuzheng angrily with a hoe on his shoulder to argue.

Chuzheng didn't even go downstairs, so he just stood on the balcony and watched, paying no attention to the people shouting below.

When the people below had finished shouting, she said slowly: "What's the use of looking for me? It's not that I let my wife harbor criminals. It's not that I took the initiative to report her. She pulled out my flowers first. If she didn't If you do it, I won't check the surveillance, and naturally nothing will happen later. If you want to blame it, I can only blame my wife."

After Chuzheng finished speaking, she ignored him and allowed him to call.

Mengchen stood by the window and looked down, a little worried: "Just ignore him like this?"

"Otherwise? Why don't you go down and have a fight with him?"

"..."

He couldn't imagine Chu Zheng quarreling with others, so he let it go.

"He won't do anything drastic, right?"

"Fear?"

"I'm just worried..." Some people do impulsive things, no one can imagine how horrific it would be.

Chuzheng glanced downstairs and didn't care much, "I can handle ten more like him, don't be afraid."

Mengchen: "..."

Father He has been doing farm work all year round and has developed a lot of muscles. He is also about 1.8 meters tall, which still looks a bit scary.

Chuzheng closed the curtains to prevent Mengchen from seeing.

Father He had been making trouble down there for a long time, but he was ignored at all. It was boring to perform a one-man show by himself.

He's father probably understood that he was in the wrong and came here to make trouble a few times. After Chu Zheng ignored him, he never came again despite the criticism from the villagers.

Father He didn't come over to make trouble. Chu Zheng still had to take time to see the original owner's flowers.

Mengchen went with Chuzheng, and they walked on the field ridge one after the other.

The blades of grass slide over the insteps of the calves, making them tickle.

"Sister Chuzheng, where are you going?" Kuikui, the little girl who came to report the news before, waved to them from another field ridge.

Chuzheng responded casually, "Go and see those flowers."

Kuikui ran over from the field ridge and waited for them at the end. "I went to see it yesterday. Some of them were already blooming. It's really beautiful."

"Yeah?"

"Hmm, can I come with you?"

"Um."

Kui Kui jumped happily and consciously led the way.

After jumping around for a while, I walked side by side with Chuzheng again in an open place, "Sister Chuzheng, what's your relationship with your second uncle?"

"Second uncle?" What second uncle? What is the relationship between me and my second uncle?

Kui Kui looked back, "Cousin Mengchen, according to seniority, I have to call him that."

"..." OK, your seniority is quite high.

Kuikui asked again: "Why does my second uncle live at home?"

"His house collapsed."

Kuikui thought about this: "Hey, that house was fine before, but it collapsed suddenly for some reason. It's quite strange."

"..."

Chuzheng didn't squint his eyes, calmly pretending that he didn't hear anything.

"What does that have to do with the second uncle?" Kuikui circled around, not forgetting her original question.

"Ask your second uncle."

"..." Kui Kui shook her head, saying that she didn't dare.

Mengchen rarely talked to people in the village. Later, he was almost always with Chuzheng, and everyone was even more afraid to talk to him.

Kui Kui is quite afraid of dust anyway.

Kuikui didn't dare to ask, and Chuzheng didn't intend to tell, so Kuikui could only figure it out on her own.

Kui Kui is not young either. She is fourteen years old this year and has just entered the first grade of junior high school.

Today is the weekend, school is on holiday.

"Sister Chuzheng, are you and my second uncle dating each other?" Kuikui asked Chuzheng after thinking about it.

"I think."

"??"

What is thinking? Is it possible that her second uncle still doesn't agree?

Her mother had already said that if her sister hadn't been a girl, she would have wanted her sister to pursue Sister Chuzheng.

But... the second uncle seems to be younger than Miss Chuzheng.

Kui Kui thought about something with her little head, and quickly walked to the flower field.

The flowers that had been pulled out were still lying in a mess on the ground.

Some of the other flowers in the field are indeed already in bloom.

But it didn't drive very well.

Maybe it was because Chuzheng didn't take care of it.

Chuzheng stood on the edge and was in trouble.

It's okay to let her pull flowers, but this kind of flower...

It's so embarrassing.

Chuzheng took out her mobile phone and prepared to study.

Mengchen had already rolled up his sleeves and went down to pick up the withered flower seedlings.

Chuzheng went down and grabbed him, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you have to take care of these flowers?" Mengchen asked.

"meeting?"

“I…raised some before.”

Chuzheng put away her phone and gave it to Mengchen to use.

Mengchen was really good at taking care of it, but the flower field was very big, so in the end both Chuzheng and Kuikui had to help.

Why on earth could the original owner have trouble thinking about planting these flowers here?

Why can't she think about it and want to take care of it...

Why.

The three of them finally cleared the weeds from the ground and sat on the grass beside them to rest.

Kui Kui lay directly on the ground and counted the white clouds in the sky.

Chuzheng held a large leaf and fanned Mengchen casually.

There was sweat on Mengchen's forehead, and Chuzheng raised his hand to wipe it for him.

Mengchen was a little embarrassed. He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say no.

In the end, it was Chuzheng who wiped him clean, picking up a few strands of sweat-soaked hair with his fingertips, revealing the young man's beautiful eyebrows.

Mengchen ducked aside.

Chuzheng retracted her hand, but it fell on Mengchen's injured side, holding it gently.

Kui Kui was blocked by her and couldn't see this little move.

However, Meng Chen still felt the excitement of secretly holding hands with the person he liked in class when he was in school.

After resting for a while, Mengchen continued to finish the rest. Kui Kui also wanted to help with the housework, so she left not long after.

Before leaving, Chuzheng brought some flowers to her.

Mengchen stood in front of a cluster of rose flowers, watching Chuzheng deliver the flowers. She acted coldly at all times, but sometimes she was really attentive and gentle.

Chuzheng turned around and met Mengchen's gaze.

People are more delicate than flowers.

Chuzheng walked over and said, "No one is here."

"Huh?" Mengchen looked confused.

In the dusty and confused sight, someone grabbed her head and kissed her.

The flower branches swayed, and the young man grabbed Chu Zheng's clothes, then relaxed from nervousness to hugging her.

The floral fragrance overflows the tip of the nose, full of sweet taste.

When Mengchen returned, he also had a bunch of beautifully tied roses in his hand.

It's completely different from the one that was randomly dragged to Kwai Kwai.

Chuzheng gave it to him, pink.

There is more than one variety of roses in the flower field, several colors, and there are more than one color in bloom.

But Chuzheng chose this color and gave it to him.