Chapter 261: I will take good care of you
"Could it be that you look down on my Xiaoyan and Xiaoyu, and feel that those two children are not good enough for Nanjun?"
Seeing that Qiao Yun kept silent, Wang shi deliberately lowered his face and said.
Qiao Yun pulled her hand from Wang's hand, pinched the corner of her clothes helplessly and said, "No, no. Uncle, you misunderstood. Both younger brothers are naturally good, but Nanjun is still young..."
"Nanjun is really not young, Yun'er! You can't let Nanjun wait until you are your age before getting married! Wouldn't that delay her?"
Mrs. Wang suddenly realized that what she said was inappropriate, so she hurriedly said: "Uncle is very straightforward, don't take it to heart, I have no other intentions, just watching you two children take charge of the family, and there is no one to rely on." , just said a few more words."
"Yun'er understands."
Qiao Yun nodded uncomfortably, but there were mixed feelings in her heart, which she couldn't describe.
"Okay, since you know about this, you should have a plan in your mind earlier. Since you plan to discuss it with Nan Jun, then we will wait a little longer, and they are not too old to influence them."
Sitting there, Wang drank the remaining sugar water, said something else to Qiao Yun, and then hurried to leave.
Qiao Yun was not in the mood to be courteous with him anymore, and sent him out directly, but even forgot to give Wang a gift in return.
After Mrs. Wang left, Qiao Yun collapsed on the kang.
Those eyes that were originally as gentle as water were rolling out tears at this moment, Qiao Yun stared at everything familiar on the kang, feeling as if a knife was piercing his heart.
This kang is the last relationship between him and Nanjun. If he moves out, he will really have nothing to do with Nanjun from now on.
Qiao Yun had to admit that he had never mentioned sleeping in separate rooms, he had selfish motives.
When Nan Jun came back carrying the prey, Qiao Yun didn't go to the door to greet him as usual. Nan Jun thought that he was delayed by something, but didn't take it to heart.
But when he saw the red eyes from crying on his forced smile face, Nan Jun's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"I'm back! I'm going to cook now."
Qiao Yun hurriedly lowered her eyes, and hurried out with the empty bowl on the kang.
Nan Jun blinked at the disappearing figure, then glanced at the basket of mushrooms on the ground, and probably guessed who had been there.
It's just that she couldn't guess why he was crying, but he didn't want to say it, and it wasn't easy for Nan Jun to ask.
One day, she will let him know that she is his reliance and dependence.
Throwing the hunted game in the courtyard, Nan Jun wiped his face casually and followed into the kitchen.
Qiao Yun was leaning over the stove to fish for rice, while big bone soup was simmering in the other pot. The refreshing fragrance could not help increasing one's appetite just by smelling it from a distance.
It's just that when Qiao Yun put down the fence in his hand and bent over to add firewood to the stove, his feet became unsteady and he fell to the ground.
Nan Junfei stepped forward to catch Ren'er and held him tightly in his arms.
Qiao Yun, who was still in shock, looked at Nan Jun with a pale face, his eyes became hot, and the tears that had just stopped almost flowed out again.
"Be careful."
Nan Jun supported Qiao Yun to stand up, squatted sideways in front of the stove, picked up the split wood and threw it in, as if he didn't see the wetness in Qiao Yun's eyes at all.
It's not that Nan Jun doesn't want to care about him, it's just that he keeps refusing to talk about it, and Nan Jun doesn't want to embarrass him.
Qiao Yun pursed his lips and walked forward, took out the rice soup in the pot, scooped two ladles of water into it, put on the grate, and put the rice soup on it to steam.
He moves smoothly and in one go.
Xu Shi's continuous busyness distracted him, and the tears he held just now disappeared like this.
Nan Jun peeked at him from time to time, seeing that his expression was normal, she also pretended not to know.
For some reason, Qiao Yun didn't tell Nan Jun about Wang's visit, nor did she tell her about the marriage Wang mentioned.
With the arrival of spring, the sun is getting milder and the weather is warming up.
The ground thawed, and people began to get busy.
Before dawn, Nan Jun got up.
She had only seen other people plowing the land on TV before, but she hadn't experienced it herself. Being able to have such an experience in this life can be regarded as making her life more exciting.
Qiao Yun heard the movement from the side, and also sat up.
In the past, the two of them went to plow the land together, but how could Nan Jun be willing to let Qiao Yun go to the field now.
"You sleep a little longer, I can go there by myself, just remember to deliver my meal at noon."
Qiao Yun's family only has three acres of land. With Nan Jun's kung fu, he can finish the work in less than two days, so there is no need for Qiao Yun to do it.
"No, you are still young, how can you do so much work alone?"
Qiao Yun struggled to get up, but was held down by Nan Jun.
"Hey, it's cold outside, and you're not in good health, so you've been raising it all winter. Don't delay because of this little work, then who can take care of me?"
Nan Jun's words are true, Qiao Yun's health has not been very good all the time, since she came here, she has thought of ways to make up for him, and now she has finally improved, how could she let him go out so easily?
Qiao Yun, who Nan Jun said in a coaxing tone, blushed a pretty face. After thinking that his hands and feet were finally warmer in winter, Qiao Yun stopped insisting.
He walked slowly, if Nanjun was waiting for him, it would be dawn when he arrived in the field, and then he would come back to cook for Nanjun after a while, and it was really wasting time to go back and forth.
"Alright, I'll deliver your meal earlier at noon, and if you're tired, sit down and have a rest."
Qiao Yun wrapped in the quilt and asked softly.
"Do not worry!"
Nan Jun went out and filled the small kang stove with firewood, and brought out the porridge that Qiao Yun had warmed for her last night.
Nan Jun carried his own **** and walked along with the villagers who were smearing and driving into the field, and their chatter could be heard from time to time.
Most of the women who come out to work are the women at home, and the men are all at home to take care of the children and the elderly, and cook by the way, so that they can be sent to the fields at noon.
Thinking of ten-year-old Qiao Yun and seven-year-old Nan Jun walking step by step into the field in the cold wind, Nan Jun couldn't help feeling distressed.
Such a good person should not end up like that.
Qiao Yun, I will definitely protect you well.
No matter who instigated "Nanjun" to sell Qiao Yun to that kind of place, she would never let them go.
"Nanjun, you are the one who went to the ground this year!"
There was a burst of laughter behind her, and Nan Jun looked around, only to see a vague figure striding towards her.
"yes!"
It was only then that Nan Jun realized that it was Qiao Erniang who came, because her two children often followed Nan Jun up the mountain, Qiao Erniang treated Nan Jun fairly close.