The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Yang Xiu-er didn't want to go, but what he said was so obvious. He didn't seem to be able to leave without leaving. He left with a shady face.

When they walked to the foot of the mountain, Yang Lele turned to look at Yang Xiu-er and saw the shadow of her exhale. Don't mention how happy she was.

“Angry with her. ”

“Okay, let's go.” Ning Mengyao shook her head with laughter, and Yang Lele was not tired of such things. She really wasn't interested.

Yang Xiu-er is actually like that, but it's just a little too greedy.

Hey hey smile, Yang Lele no longer said anything, the two people wandered in the mountains, it had rained before, there were some mushrooms on the mountains, although not many, but one afternoon, they picked up a lot, which made Yang Lele very happy, although no embroidery was done today.

Originally, Ning Mengyao thought that after this incident, Yang Xiu-er would definitely not come for a long time. Who knew that she would come back the next morning. She was doing her own embroidery work while she was in class. This happens every day.

This caused Ning Mengyao to pick her eyebrows slightly. I couldn't help but wonder, what the hell was her idea?

Although curious, Ning Mengyao did not put too much of her gaze on Yang Xiu-er. Instead, she began to embroider her screen.

Every time she embroidered the screen, Yang Xiu-er always looked at her with a glowing eye. She knew that, but to learn needle method, Yang Xiu-er had to understand.

Indeed, after half a day of watching, Yang Xiu-er couldn't see the logic clearly.

I wanted to ask, but when I saw Ning Mengyao's seriously embroidered face, I couldn't ask, and what could she ask? Why don't you just tell them you embroidered it slowly so that she can't even tell you how thick her face is?

That's why Yang Xiu-er scratched like a cat at this moment. He was itchy, but couldn't ask.

Always the pain in her heart, only she could understand.

Ning Mengyao's eyes flashed with irony. Did she not know that Yang Xiu-er was staring at her? Of course, to learn these needles, you have to see if her eyes can keep up.

One afternoon there was nothing between the two of them, but the atmosphere was strange.

As Yang Xiu-er was impatient to ask, Yang Lele suddenly ran over in panic: “Yao Yao, help me, please, help me. ”

Ning Mengyao looked strangely at Yang Lele, dropped the needle in his hand and patted her on the shoulder softly: “Don't worry, slowly, what's wrong? ”

From the moment she met Yang Lele, she knew that Yang Lele was a very optimistic person. Now that she was in such a hurry, something must have happened, otherwise she wouldn't be in such a hurry.

When I heard Ning Mengyao's voice, Yang Lele's heart calmed down strangely. He pressed down his worries. The voice was a little choked: “Yao Yao, my brother was working in town, something happened, his leg was broken, the doctor said it was serious, it took a lot of silver, but I..."

“Well, don't worry, it's not a problem that can be solved with money. How much less?” Ning Mengyao realized after listening to it, it turns out that there wasn't enough money in the house, so he wanted to borrow some from her.

Yang Lele is a very strong person, even in front of her, if there was really no way this time, she would not have come to find herself.

“Thirty taels.” The doctor had said it would be almost fifty taels, but their family had some money over the years, and it was still thirty taels short.

“Don't worry, I'll get it for you.” Ning Mengyao shot Yang Lele's hand and comforted him, turning back to his room to get the money.

Yang Xiu-er heard me on the side. Thirty taels of silver lent to Mengyao without blinking. But I think Ning Mengyao must have a lot of money in his hand...

For a moment, Yang Xiu-er's mind was rejuvenated, and there were some thoughts in her mind that she shouldn't have.

Soon, Ning Mengyao came out with the silver, but there were twenty taels more. With the silver handed over by Ning Mengyao, Yang Le musician trembled slightly. She knew that Ning Mengyao had no shortage of money and could lend her fifty taels. How could she pay it back?

“Well, take it back to your brother to heal the illness, buy him some more big bone soup to drink, which is good for his injury, the injured person should have made up for it, don't even think about not returning it to me, forget Aunt Lo's words? I don't need the money, just give it to me when you have it.” Seeing Yang Lele's face tangled, can't you still understand what she's thinking? Speak now.

Yang Lele was warm for a while and looked at Ning Mengyao and said seriously: “Thank you, Yao Yao. I will pay you back the money as soon as possible. Your business will be my business in the future. ”