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The sack is not small.

If it was filled with green grass, it would weigh at least 100 kilograms. The two male educated youths at the educated youth point had to rest several times while carrying it back.

But in Xie Zhuo's hands, the sack looked like it was filled with several kilograms of cotton.

Liu Mancang: “!”

Third brother is indeed the man among men in Qingshan Brigade!

It’s not surprising that little Xu Zhiqing likes him!

Xie Zhuo carried the sack and went to greet the team leader. The team leader was also shocked by his behavior and worried that he had sprained his waist.

"If it doesn't work, I'll carry it back with Liu Mancang later," said Song Guangming.

"No need," Xie Zhuo said as he walked towards the place where the commune stored fodder. After emptying the sacks of grass, he went to the educated youth site with some hesitation.

If he didn't ask some questions clearly, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

However, before Xie Zhuo entered the gate of the educated youth center, he heard someone more anxious than him grabbing Xu Yan's hand and asking questions.

"Xiao Xu Zhiqing, are you really going to marry Xie Lao San?"

Judging from the voice, it was Qian Yingxiu, the mother of Wang Ermaizi from the west end of the village.

What is she here for?

Xie Zhuo frowned and wanted to leave, but he still wanted to hear Xu Yan's answer.

Xu Yan looked at the old woman in front of him whom he had never met before, clenched his hand tightly and asked about what happened at noon, still a little confused.

But she said it, and she really wanted to marry Xie Zhuo, so she said "yes" without hesitation.

After answering, he pulled his hand away.

Then I heard Mrs. Qian suddenly scream "Ah".

Xu Yan thought that she was bitten by something, so he quickly lowered his head to look at the ground.

Nothing.

All I saw was the cloth shoes of the old woman in front of me. There were several patches on the toes, but it seemed that the patches were also torn, revealing her big toe.

"Little Xu Zhiqing!"

Mrs. Qian had an expression that said "you're done" on her face. She slammed the table, then reached out and grabbed Xu Yan's hand again. Her strength was so great that Xu Yan couldn't break free.

Then I heard the woman in front of me say, "I'm not saying bad things about him in front of you, it's true that this Third Brother Xie can't marry!"

Xu Yan: “?”

Xu Yan paused and stopped pulling his hand away.

Her expression darkened a little bit. She had never seen anyone so nosy as to come directly to her house to interfere.

"I see that you have just arrived at Qingshan Brigade not long ago, so you don't know the situation of the Xie family," said Mrs. Qian.

She has a hoarse voice and speaks loudly. If you don't listen carefully, it sounds like someone is arguing.

"What's going on?" Xu Yan looked at her.

"Everyone in our Qingshan Brigade knows about this. Only you educated youth who have been here for a short time don't know."

Mrs. Qian pretended to be mysterious with her wrinkled old face, and waved at Xu Yan, motioning her to come closer.

This cannot be heard by other people.

But she didn't think about it. Since everyone in Qingshan Brigade knew about it, there was no secret at all.

Besides, it’s hot in summer and people sweat easily.

It was common for the old women in the village not to take a bath for a month or two. Some of the sloppy ones only took a bath a few times a year. I didn't know how often Old Lady Qian took a bath. When she came over, there was a strong smell of sweat on her body.

Xu Yan: “…”

Xu Yan was choked by the smoke and wanted to cover his nose and breathe through his mouth.

Therefore, she not only did not move closer, but also leaned back slightly, pretending that she did not understand what she meant, "Aunt, go ahead and say it."

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Qian didn't force herself to get closer and just glanced around the yard.

"Aunt, just say it boldly," Xu Yan followed her gaze and looked into the yard.

The gate was wide open and there was nothing inside.

"Now in the entire educated youth site, there are only you and me, no one else," Xu Yan said.

Mrs. Qian heaved a sigh of relief exaggeratedly, and then she felt at ease.

It was as if he was really telling Xu Yan some shocking secret.

"The Xie family was all killed by the third son of the Xie family!"

Mrs. Qian said, her eyebrows were knitted together, her expression was rich, and she looked like an old hand at gossiping about others behind their backs all year round. "The fortune teller said that the third son of the Xie family is destined to be a star of misfortune."

Hearing her say this, Xu Yan's face became even colder, "Auntie, please don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense. Everyone in the village knows it," said Mrs. Qian.

"So what you mean is that we are the only ones who don't know?" Xu Yan looked at her.

"Of course," Mrs. Qian said, "No one told you this, so you thought that Mr. Xie was a good person and wanted to marry him."

"Oh," Xu Yan responded in a long tone.

To be honest, she still didn't quite understand what the old woman's intention was in coming to her and saying these words.

Xie Zhuo’s enemy?

You can't bear to see him get married, so you come to cause trouble?

If this is true, then anyone who is afraid of ghosts would blow it on the spot.

"Don't disbelieve it," Mrs. Qian saw that Xu Yan was not frightened at all. She rolled her eyes and lowered her voice and said, "The fortune teller said that he has a hard life. Anyone who gets close to him will die."

The last word "death" was really meaningful when accentuated by her deliberate hoarse voice.

Xu Yan snorted in his heart.

I didn't intend to continue listening to her stinking nonsense, so I changed the subject and said perfunctorily, "Is that true? Then you are so kind to me, Auntie, that you even came here to tell me."

When Xie Zhuo heard this, his eyes darkened.

The sunflowers that he had casually planted in the haystack in the morning were now wilted by the sun, with their leaves wrinkled and drooping, looking listless.

He shouldn't have come.

I was going to ask something, but after hearing this I no longer want to ask.

As a result, just as I was about to leave, I heard the next even more infuriating sentence.

"Then, auntie, which family in Qingshan Brigade do you think is more suitable for marriage?"

Xie Zhuo uttered angrily, "Haha."

He just didn't understand why Xu Yan wanted to get married so much.

Although a girl should look for a good partner when she reaches a certain age, Xu Yan is only 18, not even 19, and still a city girl. Why is she so anxious?

She had just said in front of everyone that she wanted to marry him, and then she asked others who in Qingshan Brigade was suitable to marry.

Sure enough, a woman’s heart is as deep as a needle in the sea!

Don’t take the words of the female educated youth seriously!

"If you ask me, there really is a candidate," Mrs. Qian saw that Xu Yan was really convinced by her, and she could hardly suppress the joy on her old face.

"Oh?" Xu Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

As if he was really considering it seriously.

"From the fact that you picked Xie Lao San, I guess you probably like people who are older than you, right?" asked Mrs. Qian, looking a little nervous.

Xu Yan nodded.

Xie Zhuo subconsciously calculated his own and Xu Yan's ages in his mind.

He is six years older than Xu Yan.