Song Yingwan didn't have a deep impression of Liu Yingying and didn't say a few words to her. The only impression she had was when she was waiting for someone near the educated youth spot every morning.
However, this person has little influence on Song Yingwan. Her daily workload is about the same as before, and she can leave work after cutting the Western baskets.
I originally thought that the two of us could be together and have someone to talk to while working.
But on the first day of work, when Liu Yingying looked at her, her nose was not her nose, her face was not her face. Song Yingwan could clearly feel that she was not very friendly to him, and he didn't want to warm up to someone else's cold ass, so he stopped thinking about it.
She completes the task at her own pace and time every day. After sending the pigweed back, the task is completed. Sometimes she can help or chat with Aunt Xu for a while.
During the previous Chinese New Year, Song Yingwan thought that Aunt Xu would be lonely by herself, and since Aunt Xu had helped her a few times, she brought some fried goods she made to her and took a seat there. .
So in Liujiacun, apart from Aunt Guihua and Sister-in-law Hongying, the only person Song Yingwan wanted to get close to was Aunt Xu.
As for Liu Yingying, although she had given up her thoughts on Xie Ci, she did not say that she had forgiven Song Yingwan. If she had not snatched Xie Ci back then, she might be the one who is with Xie Ci now.
But when she thought of how Song Yingwan had turned a blind eye to her during this period, she became angry!
Her father is the captain, shouldn't she come over quickly to curry favor with him?
Liu Yingying gritted her teeth as she looked at the slender figure in front of her. As expected, she had a conflict with the man named Song.
Aunt Xu saw Liu Yingying standing there motionless, with an unpredictable expression on her face. She followed her gaze and saw Song Yingwan not far away, and she had some guesses in her heart.
After a moment of silence, she shouted, "Yingying, bring the pigweed!"
"...Oh, here we come."
When Liu Yingying heard the sound, she withdrew her eyes and responded, and then hurriedly sent over the pigweed she had cut.
She has been cutting pigweed for several years, and she should be very familiar with Aunt Xu, but she always feels that Aunt Xu is scary when she has a straight face and does not speak, so she usually leaves after cutting the pigweed and delivering it to her. , the two of them didn't say a few words.
Liu Yingying also had no idea of getting close to her.
She grew up in Liujia Village, so she naturally knew some things about Aunt Xu. In addition, Aunt Xu was also a bit withdrawn, and not many people in the village interacted with her. Liu Yingying was raised as a child. Of course I don't want to get along with such a weird person.
However, after being interrupted like this, Liu Yingying had no intention of thinking about Song Yingwan anymore. She just wanted to finish her work quickly and then go back and change into her beautiful clothes.
The gray clothes on my body now make me look ugly.
Song Yingwan hurried back after completing today's tasks. She was going to start tidying up her small vegetable plot today. She was already late in planting vegetables last year, and the vegetable seedlings that grew in winter were also sparse, which made her feel disappointed for a while. .
So this year, she went to get advice from sister-in-law Hongying early in the morning, and planted the seeds at the best time. This time she must take care of the vegetable field in an orderly manner, and the vegetables that grow will definitely be strong and tender.
Song Yingwan had almost gathered all the seeds he could find for cucumbers, peppers, eggplants, beans, tomatoes, etc. The small vegetable patch in the yard planned to grow some small green vegetables, cucumbers, etc. that he usually eats. A few watermelons can be planted, and there is a small open space outside the fence. Song Yingwan also plans to cultivate it and plant vegetables in it.
When you can’t finish eating them, you can dry them into dried vegetables and save them for winter, or you can send some to your family, so they won’t be wasted.
Xie Ci knew that Song Yingwan liked to throw around these things, so he went to dig the open space outside the yard for a while after work these days. He was becoming more and more skilled at this now, but every time he carried such a piece of Face fucking, such a down-to-earth job, often made Song Yingwan feel like he was wasting his resources.
Under the joint management of the two people, the home has become more and more cozy, and friends often gather together to sit in the yard, drink tea and chat.
Life is ordinary, but also beautiful.
If Liu Yingying hadn't been hanging around her every day, Song Ying would have felt even brighter at the party.
Originally, Song Yingwan had never thought about having anything to do with her. As long as it was not too much, she could accept it by nodding and saying hello when they met, or even turning a blind eye to each other.
But Liu Yingying didn't know why she got winded during this period. On such a wide road, she could bump into others as she walked, as if she drank fake wine. No one would believe her if she didn't mean it. It was extremely childish to snatch what was under Song Yingwan's hands.
Later, Song Yingwan learned to be smart. When cutting pigweed, she didn't care about anything. She just cut hard with a sickle. As long as she was cutting the grass, everything was fine. If she accidentally cut someone, she could only blame her for being unlucky. However, As long as you don't put your hand under her sickle.
But there are really those who don't have any brains. Liu Yingying stretched her hands very far as usual, and then she was gloriously injured.
She held the small opening of about half a centimeter on her finger with a look of disbelief. She seemed not to have expected this result. After all, this was not the first time she had done such a thing.
Song Yingwan struck preemptively, "Oh, Comrade Liu, you are injured!"
"You said why you always put your hand under this sickle, see what happened?"
Only then did Liu Yingying react, and then she became angry and said, "You did it on purpose!"
Song Yingwan blinked, "...that's right."
Liu Yingying's eyes widened after hearing this. She didn't expect her to admit it so readily. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
Song Yingwan didn't care what she was thinking now. She still had a lot of work to do and didn't have the energy to spend so much time playing such boring games with her.
She curled her lips and gave a friendly reminder, "This time I'm just going to give you some blood. Next time if you reach out where you shouldn't, it will be your finger that falls out."
"Also, don't follow me again."
After saying that, she picked up her backpack and left. If she delayed any longer, it would be time to go back to work, and she would have to go back to cook!
Liu Yingying was left alone with her thoughts in confusion.
Finally letting go of his bad temper, Song Yingwan felt much better, his work efficiency also improved, and he completed today's task in a short time.
At noon, Song Yingwan was worrying about what to cook. In the blink of an eye, she saw a few sausages hanging on the eaves, and suddenly thought of clay pot rice. She happened to have all the ingredients at home, so it was not difficult to make.
Song Yingwan often made claypot rice when she was alone. The reason is very simple. It is delicious and convenient. The most important thing is that she is very hungry. Song Yingwan still has great experience in this dish.
