Pampered Pastoral: Orion’s Delicious Little Lady

Song Lihua seemed to still have some memory. After the news that she was going to marry Lu Jingzhe spread, Song Jiaojiao came and had a strange demonstration with her.

She vaguely remembered that Song Jiaojiao stood arrogantly in front of her at that time, her tone was quite arrogant, and she said: "I told you before that there is no way that you and Brother Qingsong will end up, but you still don't believe it. What happened now? You actually want to Marry to Lujia Village and become a widow! Hahahahaha, Song Lihua, this is the end you should have!"

At that time, Song Lihua had just traveled through time, and her mind was still confused. In addition, Song Jiaojiao ran away after she was done with her weird anger, so she did not scold her back.

Now that she thought about it, she just became angrier. She only blamed herself for not fighting back at the time.

She wished she could go back in time and slap Song Jiaojiao twice.

What a coincidence, when Song Qingsong came to Qinghe Town this time, Song Jiaojiao also came with him, saying that he wanted to buy a flower head.

Song Lihua has some business to do today. After buying flour, she has to go home and try making cold noodles so that she can set up shop tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

She thought to herself that she would not care about this Song Jiaojiao today. The next time she was free, she would definitely pay back the anger she suffered that day.

Who would have thought? Song Qingsong didn't want to miss this opportunity.

He has been following Song Lihua unhurriedly, whether Song Lihua is picking vegetables or smelling spices, he is always with her.

Song Lihua knelt down, holding a handful of bean sprouts in her hand, and asked, "Boss, how much does this cost per pound?"

Song Qingsong asked from the side: "Lihua, how are you doing these days?"

Song Lihua: "..."

Song Lihua saw someone selling peeled peanuts on the roadside, so she picked one and looked at it carefully, then asked: "Boss, how do you sell these peanuts?"

Song Qingsong asked with a flattering face: "Lihua, how do the Lu family treat you?"

Song Lihua: "..."

Song Lihua picked up a cucumber at the vegetable and fruit stall, weighed it, and asked, "Boss, can it be cheaper if I buy a few more cucumbers?"

Song Qingsong said to the side with distressed eyes: "Lihua, you are different from the past..."

Song Lihua: "..."

After Song Lihua bought the vegetables and various condiments she needed, she couldn't help but stop on the street, turned around and asked Song Qingsong, who had been following him: "What do you want?"

He kept following her like a personal trafficker.

Even this bustling street and the crowded crowd didn't even push him away.

Song Qingsong also stopped and looked at Song Lihua from a short distance away, saying, "I just... I just want to see how you are doing."

With vendors shouting loudly in her ears and pedestrians rushing around, Song Lihua felt very irritated. The irritability was an awkward feeling from head to toe from the inside out.

All in all, she felt uncomfortable looking at Song Qingsong.

Perhaps to her, Song Qingsong is like the tragic past of the original owner. Only by saying goodbye properly can she officially start to live her own life.

"I'm living a really good life." Song Lihua stared into Song Qingsong's eyes and said word by word: "Look at me, I can afford to wear comfortable clothes and buy the meat, vegetables and fruits I want to eat."

After a pause, she added rather coldly: "If you could stop following me and come to me again, I would be better off."