Excellent little farmer

In the early morning, the 17-year-old beauty was still sleeping in bed.

I secretly got up and put on my wrinkled clothes. I was not in a hurry to go to work. I went home first and changed into clean clothes, and then went out to work. When I was going downstairs, I happened to meet the sick Song Jiaqi.

Song Jiaqi is the daughter of Aunt Wenying, whose husband is Song Jianguo.

Her face was a little pale, as if she hadn't had a good rest last night.

"Sister Jiaqi." I stopped and greeted softly.

Song Jiaqi forced a smile and said gently: "Xiaoquan, go to work, don't be late."

I shook my head and said softly: "Sister Jiaqi, there is no rush to go to work. I just want to ask, when did you plan to go to Zhucheng to purchase goods last time?"

"I've never been to Zhucheng, and Zhengyuan doesn't agree to accompany me. It seems inconvenient to go alone." Song Jiaqi bit her lips and said distressedly. Beautiful women also have many worries. It's hard to guarantee that they will go to other places alone. Safety.

I understood her concerns and said with a smile: "Then wait a little longer. When I have a vacation, I can go with you so that I can take care of you."

Song Jiaqi nodded, her eyes full of tenderness, and sighed with a smile: "Time flies so fast. The little guy who was following behind me has grown up all of a sudden, and he can already help my sister with suggestions." Woolen cloth."

I smiled and said in a sincere tone: "Sister Jiaqi, if you encounter any troubles in the future, you can tell me. As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

"I……"

Song Jiaqi's lips moved, and she only uttered one word, but she could not say the rest. The corners of her eyes became moist, and a glimmer of light flashed in her beautiful eyes, but she still smiled brightly and stretched out her delicate white and tender hands. , wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his pretty face, and said coquettishly: "You little brat, you are good at comforting people. After you said this, I felt much more comfortable."

I stared at her and whispered: "Just feel comfortable."

Song Jiaqi stroked her hair and asked hesitantly: "Xiaoquan, I wonder if I can succeed in going to Zhucheng?"

In order to run this small clothing store, Song Jiaqi invested almost all the money she earned. In addition, there were more people working in the store, and the pressure of competition was gradually increasing. The future was bleak, with no hope in sight.

She was facing an important choice at this time, whether to continue running the business or close the business and transfer it. This was an extremely difficult proposition. The reason why she discussed with me that she wanted to try Zhucheng was because she had the last glimmer of hope. In fact, she still had no idea. end.

I smiled and said, "Sister Jiaqi, be more optimistic and never give up until the last moment."

Song Jiaqi was infected by my emotions, smiled and said, "Okay, I will never give up."

I gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Yes, this is the strong woman in my mind. Without confidence, how can you succeed?"

Song Jiaqi's cheeks were flushed, she rolled her eyes at me charmingly, and urged: "Xiaoquan, go to work quickly, don't be late. If you become a high official in the future, my sister will be able to rely on you."

I smiled and said jokingly: "Sister Jiaqi, you have some confidence in me. You are just a high official, but you are nothing. Why bother!"

Song Jiaqi chuckled, then straightened her face and said angrily: "You are still that little kid who likes to talk big."

I spread my hands and said innocently: "No way, this is a fact!"

Song Jiaqi curled her lips and chuckled, "Okay, let's see what you can do." After hearing this, I laughed, turned and walked out of the community with brisk steps.

Song Jiaqi held her chin with one hand, standing downstairs, watching my leaving figure, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and a cloud of sadness appeared on her pretty face again.

Last night, Fang Zhengyuan was still doing her job, coaxing her into submission, which made Song Jiaqi extremely distressed. She never thought in her wildest dreams that her husband would come up with such ridiculous ways to maintain their relationship.

She is a rather traditional woman, and she is extremely resistant to things like 'borrowing seeds'. Even thinking about it makes her blush and feel ashamed.

What's more, in her eyes, she has always regarded me as her younger brother. No matter how close we are, there will never be a relationship between a man and a woman. This is beyond doubt.

But Fang Zhengyuan's entanglement made her unbearable. She didn't have a good rest all night, and she was not in the mood to take care of the store. Fortunately, after some guidance from me, her mood improved slightly.

"This little brat..." Song Jiaqi sighed quietly, gathered her mood, and began to think about the clothing store business again.