Chapter 263: make a deal first

Chapter 263: make a deal first

After lunch, Qiao Yun was not in a hurry to go back, but stayed to work with Nan Jun.

Nan Jun felt sorry for Qiao Yun and refused to let him do it, but he didn't listen.

In desperation, Nan Jun had no choice but to put his own towel on Qiao Yun's palm, so as not to scratch his palm.

Planting in spring and harvesting in autumn are very busy, and Nan Jun will go hunting when he is not in the field.

Sometimes Qiao Yun would go up the mountain with Nanjun to pick up some mushrooms and herbs, which could always be exchanged for some money.

Qiao Xiucai's home was no longer the old dilapidated courtyard. Nanjun had someone repair the house, and built a hut not far from the latrine for Qiao Yun to take a shower.

It wasn't until the end of the autumn harvest that Qiao Yun was ready to tell Nan Jun what had been buried in his heart.

Nan Jun picked up two buckets of water and placed them next to the full water tank. When he looked up, he saw Qiao Yun standing at the door and looking at him, so she greeted him with a smile.

"It's windy, why are you standing here?"

Saying that, Nan Jun took Qiao Yun's wrist and walked into the house.

Because Qiao Yun was afraid of the cold, Nan Jun set the Kang on fire early, and the inside and outside of the house were like two seasons.

"Nanjun..."

Qiao Yun opened his mouth, but only called out these two words.

Nan Jun was startled, and looked sideways at Qiao Yun, he rarely called her by her first name like this.

"But is there something on your mind?"

Nan Jun pulled Qiao Yun to sit on the kang, but Qiao Yun got up and went to the box, took out a key from his pocket, opened the very old-looking box, and took out the small wooden box that Nan Jun gave him. box.

This small wooden box contains all the savings of the two of them. The things at home were bought by Nan Jun when he went to the town to sell prey, and Qiao Yun never touched the money in this box.

Nan Jun stared blankly at Qiao Yun's actions, not knowing what he meant.

Qiao Yun handed the small wooden box to Nan Jun with trembling hands, and said in a low voice, "You have earned the money over the past year, and I will keep it for you! Now that you have grown up, this box should be returned to you. is you."

Nan Jun frowned unhappily, but did not reach out to pick up the box.

"Didn't it be agreed? The money at home is in your charge, what are you doing for me?"

"I..." Qiao Yun paused, lowering her eyes and not daring to look directly at Nan Jun, the gaze she cast on him made him a little guilty.

"There is something I have never told you, and now, I shouldn't keep it from you anymore."

Qiao Yun summoned up the courage to speak out the matter that had been kept in his heart all this time.

"Last winter, the uncle of the village chief's family came to our house. He...he intended to marry our family, but I always thought that you were still young, so I didn't tell you about it. But after this year, you will also come to see each other. The family is getting older, so the marriage should be settled earlier, and next year we can choose a good day to welcome the new husband into the family."

Qiao Yun would definitely not know at this moment how ugly his smile is now.

Seeing that Nan Jun hadn't said a word, Qiao Yun continued, "You don't have to worry, they say Qiao Yan and Qiao Yu...it doesn't matter whoever you like."

Qiao Yun always thought that Nan Jun was close to Qiao Yan, and he was afraid that he fell in love with him.

"Is that what you mean too?"

After a moment of silence, Nan Jun asked.

Qiao Yun's face froze, his bloodless lips trembled, and he said, "But when you grow up, I have to make plans for you."

After her mother passed away, only the two of them were left in this family. Even if there were no elders in the family, Qiao Yun would definitely not let people make fun of Nan Yan.

What others have, his Nan Jun will also have.

"What will you do if I get married?"

Nan Jun sighed helplessly, no matter what, she really didn't want to get angry with him.

"Me?" Qiao Yun raised his eyes slightly, looked at Nan Min and said, "If you two get married, I'll just move out."

If Nan Jun gets married, he can no longer live in this house with her.

If it was according to the wishes of the village chief, Fu Lang, the two of them should not have lived together like this long ago.

It's just that Qiao Yun was reluctant, and Nan Jun wouldn't take the initiative to say to move out, so the two lived together for another year.

"Then where are you going to move?"

Nan Jun turned her head to look at Qiao Yun, and seeing him at a loss, she felt distressed and helpless.

"I...I can move to Westinghouse."

Qiao Yun's voice was so low that even he himself thought it was a little impossible. The small kang in the Westinghouse was smashed by Nan Jun last year.

"Do you think the West House can accommodate people?" Nan Jun stared into Qiao Yun's eyes and said, "I understand what you mean, this house belongs to you, since you don't want me to live here anymore, I just leave, why should you take it?" Are you trying to force me to get married?"

It's not that Nan Jun insisted on saying such hurtful words, if she didn't force Qiao Yun, he would never dare to face his heart in this life.

Qiao Yun hurriedly grabbed Nan Jun's sleeve, his fingers turned white from too much force.

"No, I didn't mean that!"

Qiao Yun shook her head desperately, the grievances in her heart welled up at this moment, and the tears she had been holding back rolled out from the corners of her eyes, falling on the back of Nan Jun's hand, which made her heart ache.

"When did I say I wanted to drive you away? How could you break my heart so much?"

Nan Jun resisted wiping his tears for him, and only whispered: "But I never said that I would marry, and I never thought of marrying the village chief's family, but you are even moving to the Westinghouse. It's all planned, have you ever regarded me as your closest person?"

"I…"

Qiao Yun paused, not knowing how to answer.

He did all this obviously for her, but she didn't seem to appreciate it at all.

At this moment, Qiao Yun couldn't say anything other than sitting there and weeping.

Nan Jun just looked at him like this, finally got up helplessly, pulled his sleeve from Qiao Yun's hand, and went out.

Qiao Yun looked at his empty hands, thinking about Nan Jun's love for him all the time, and felt more and more uncomfortable.

She had never left him alone like this before, nor had she spoken to him with such a loud voice like today.

She's afraid she's sick of him...

The more Qiao Yun thought about it, the sadder she became, and she lay down on the kang and cried loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered in these years.

When Nan Jun came in, he was holding a towel that had just been poured with hot water, and watched Qiao Yun cry alone, shrinking his whole body together, trembling non-stop, as if he had cut out her heart.

Sitting lightly beside him, she took that thin body into her arms, and went to wipe his face with the towel in her hand, but the man dodged him.

Before Nan Jun came back to his senses, Qiao Yun hugged his neck tightly, crying out of breath.

"I didn't want to drive you away, how could I be willing to let you go? Huh...my mother is gone, and you are the only one left for me..."