The educated youth was beautiful and charming, and the rough man of the time was deeply moved

Country people are not polite at all. They all have loud voices. They may talk behind people's backs, but their unmistakable voices go straight into Ye Hua's ears.

Embarrassment and awkwardness appeared alternately on Ye Hua's face, making it almost impossible for her to maintain the smile on her face.

What happened to her mother?

Didn't I say that the meat that I secretly saved for her became the leftover appetizer for those bitches Ye Yang and Mu Yu?

Isn't this just stomping on her face in front of the two of them?

Ye Hua, an ordinary person, could hear the villagers' discussions, and Ye Jun, a specially trained soldier, could naturally hear them as well.

Moreover, because he is close to him, he can make the final decision on things that others are not sure about.

Although Ye Jun didn't have any hot meals yesterday, he was there and saw what the dishes on the table were like. The rice in Ye Hua's lunch box was a hodgepodge of four or five dishes on the table.

She has bad intentions and lies all the time. Ye Jun's impression of Ye Hua is as bad as it can be, and his brows are tightly furrowed.

The discussions around became more and more intense. Ye Hua seemed to be put on a barbecue grill. Her skin was almost burnt and a faint burnt smell wafted out.

Ye Hua was almost angry to death.

But she couldn't leave, or she would be contradicting herself, which would prove that she didn't cook the meal herself.

She is fine, but what does Jun think of her?

Right now, there is only one way.

There were tears in Ye Hua's eyes as she looked at Ye Jun expectantly. Brother Jun had just come back yesterday and he definitely hadn't attended the banquet. As long as Brother Jun took the lunch box, it meant that he acknowledged that this was the meal she cooked, and it would be useless no matter how much everyone shouted.

"Brother Jun, don't listen to what the villagers say. This is really made by Huaer herself."

Ye Jun glanced at Ye Hua coldly and raised the lunch box a little higher, ruthlessly exposing Ye Hua's lie: "Yesterday, Ye Yang got married, and I went."

went?

Ye Hua was stunned, and the lunch box in her hand fell to the ground with a bang. Then, feeling ashamed to face people, she ran away.

On the side, Liu Lanjuan, who was worried about the situation, was delighted when she saw Ye Hua's action. She couldn't suppress the smile on her face. She knew that Ye Hua was a resourceful person.

She said, "Junzi, Hua'er is sincere to you. Even if she didn't make the meal, you can't just overturn it, right?"

Liu Lanjuan didn't feel guilty at all when she was panicking. After all, she was standing there just now and no one saw that it was Ye Hua who accidentally knocked over the lunch box. So, she had the final say.

Son, don’t blame your mother.

Who told you to hide the treasury and not let your fourth brother go to school? There's nothing you can do about it.

Ye Hua, who hadn't run far, was distorted for a moment when she heard this, but she quickly realized what was going on. She squeezed out two tears and turned around to say, "Aunt, don't blame Brother Jun. It's all my fault. I didn't expect the dishes I made would be so similar to the food and wine served at Mu Zhiqing's banquet, causing everyone to misunderstand."

This was Ye Hua's last act of stubbornness. She cooked the meal, and she would never admit that it was Mu Yu's appetizer. Otherwise, what would she be? A beggar who stole her saliva?

Ye Jun seemed to have long been accustomed to Liu Lanjuan's slander. His face was calm, but the aura around him was quite bleak.

"Comrade Ye Hua, don't leave in such a hurry." Ye Jun called out to Ye Hua, who was about to run away. He asked slowly, "Comrade Ye Hua has always said that you made the meals yourself, so may I ask what vegetables did you use to cook?"

When Ye Jun stopped her, Ye Hua felt secretly delighted, thinking that Ye Jun knew he had misunderstood her and wanted to apologize to her. However, she never expected to hear Ye Jun's straightforward attack. She felt inexplicably weak, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

She pretended to be calm: "Just some meat and vegetables."

"What meat? What vegetables?" Ye Jun calmly ignored his mother's anxious look and took the opportunity to ask.

Ye Hua tried hard to recall the dishes in the lunch box and stuttered: "Pork, vermicelli, mustard greens..."

After saying the names of these three dishes in one breath, Ye Hua's mouth felt like it was covered with glue and she could no longer open it.

But Ye Jun didn't intend to let her go so easily: "Anything else? Or are these the only three?"

Ye Jun was pressing on step by step. Ye Hua regretted that she was stopped just now because she was confused. Now that everyone was staring at her, she couldn't leave even if she wanted to. She could only try her best to recall.

However, Ye Hua was so angry yesterday that she didn't even open the lunch box to take a look. This morning, she regained her confidence, heated it on the stove, and hurried out. She just took a glance at it when she opened the lunch box. Being able to remember and name three things was already her limit.

Besides, they were all mixed together, how could she see clearly what dishes there were?

Ye Jun asked again: "Comrade Ye Hua, is it difficult to answer? Or is it that you didn't cook this meal?"

"No, I did it." Ye Hua insisted.

At this moment, Ye Hua thought of another idea, and she added, "And mushrooms."

"Gone?"

"Gone!"

Ye Jun took a step to the side, revealing the food on the ground.

The food was scattered on the ground. Although it was stained with a little dirt, it still did not affect the identification of the dishes. In addition to what Ye Hua said, there were more things that Ye Hua did not mention, such as a chicken wing, a few pieces of rabbit meat...

The villagers, who originally had no idea what Ye Jun was up to, now came to their senses after seeing this scene and burst into laughter.

"Hua'er, can you teach me the secret of how to make chicken and rabbit meat from pork?"

"Yes, Yehua, please tell us quickly, so that we won't be short of meat in the future."

The villagers' jokes were like loud slaps in the face. Ye Hua clenched her fingers until they turned white. She looked at Ye Jun with resentment and shouted, "Brother Jun, are you satisfied now?"

"Brother Jun, I just want to be nice to you. Why do you have to reject Hua'er's feelings again and again?" Ye Hua suddenly pulled off the veil on her face: "You just dislike my disfigurement and don't want to fulfill the engagement, so you overturned the lunch box I worked so hard to prepare for you."

Even with the facts right in front of her, Ye Hua still refused to admit it. She tried to gain everyone's sympathy by talking about her disfigurement and suppress the lunch box incident.

As the leaf-flowered veil fell off, everyone subconsciously took a step back. Some who had a strong reaction even started to retch. It was truly too ugly. The bumpy shapes appeared on people's faces instead of on the rainy muddy ground. It was so horrifying that even younger children were so scared that they started to cry.

They heard that Ye Hua was disfigured, but Ye Hua was nowhere to be seen all day, and even when she was seen, she was wearing a veil. They really didn't know that her face could be so ugly under the veil!

Ye Hua's face darkened even more, and she resented her mother in her heart. If it weren't for her...why would she expose her own scars? But when she heard the villagers' comments on her side, a hint of pride appeared on her face.

"No way, Junzi is not that kind of person."

"But...Ye Hua is too ugly. Sitting with her, I don't even have an appetite to eat, let alone taking off my pants to do things at night. If I get up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, I'll be scared to death." The man who spoke thought of the scene and trembled with fear.

His action instantly aroused strong approval from the male compatriots present, and they responded one after another.

When Xie Yan saw this, she rolled up her sleeves and started working.

It smells like low-quality Biluochun tea. I tried to endure it again and again, but I really can't stand it any longer.