Chang’an Peasant Girl

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Listening to Wang Youbao's almost childish words, he smiled quietly: "You don't even think about our relationship, we are friends. What's more, didn't most people in Anjia Village leave the fish to you?"

Wang Youbao was still a little angry: "It's obviously a village, how come the gap is so big!"

Quietly said: "My husband and I used to be from Jiuping Village, and Xiaolan used to be from Jiuping Village. Look at the people in Jiuping Village and us, is there a big gap?"

Wang Youbao immediately nodded: "Big!" Immediately, he was relieved, smiled, and said with emotion: "Money can really test a person."

An Jing knew that Wang Youbao was no longer angry, so he didn't say anything to comfort him.

Blink of an eye is November.

Today, November 3rd, An Jing and Xiao Changyi were washing sweet potatoes in the yard, intending to become fans.

There are many processes in making fans. Washing the sweet potatoes can only be regarded as preparatory work. There is still a long way to go before making fans.

Just when An Jing and Xiao Changyi were talking and washing sweet potatoes, Aunt Yun came to deliver red eggs.

With two red eggs stuffed in his hand, An Jing was very puzzled and asked, "Auntie, what are you?"

Aunt Yun smiled, "Xiao Lan is pregnant again! I hope it's a boy this time!"

There is a custom here, whoever is pregnant with a child will send two red eggs from house to house in the village.

When Aunt Yun said that she hoped to be a boy, Jing Jing frowned slightly, feeling a little disgusted, but she still smiled: "Congratulations, Xiao Lan told me last time that she wants to have a few more children for Brother An Fu."

"That's good," Aunt Yun said even more happily, "Fuzi and I are the only child left in the end. Your uncle and I really hope that Fuzi will have more sons."

son again

Isn't the daughter human?

You are a woman yourself

An Jing suppressed the resistance in her heart, but she did not show it at all. It was not until Aunt Yun left that An Jing pursed her lips and looked at Xiao Changyi, making a silent accusation.

Xiao Changyi thought it was funny that An Jing was like this. He stopped washing sweet potatoes, dried his hands, and squeezed An Jing's shriveled mouth. Seeing that An Jing's mouth was still shriveled, he squeezed it again, and then he became addicted to playing. Normally, as long as he continued to deflate quietly, he couldn't help pinching it again.

Quiet: "" I'm complaining to you about the inequality between men and women in this era, not making fun of you

"Okay, don't play anymore." Quiet couldn't laugh or cry, and finally broke the merits, no longer sulking silently complaining to Xiao Changyi.

Xiao Changyi stopped playing now, gently pulled her into his arms, and said, "I know what you are thinking, but this is how it is here, some thoughts are already deeply ingrained." After a pause, he added: "It is not your power alone. It can be changed.”

Quiet was a little aggrieved: "I didn't want to change them either. Look what I said to them, I never said that they favored sons over daughters."

The corner of Xiao Changyi's mouth curled slightly, his forehead pressed against her forehead, and he pecked her lips before saying, "You didn't say it on your lips, but you said it in your heart."

An Jing then smiled: "You really understand me." Immediately, she pretended to be happy and said, "Fortunately, I can't have children. If I give you a daughter, you don't mind dying."

Xiao Changyi: "Are you blocking me, or are you blocking yourself?"

Quiet immediately smiled: "All"