Female martial arts fanatics only love to fight, while men fight for their lives.

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The shameless Mo Jingchun became instantly angry after hearing her words, and also felt a bit aggrieved, but he managed to hold back and not show it on his face.

She thought he was casual and dirty.

There was only an old man in the village who let him solve the problem himself...

What does it mean?

It's not like he hasn't been insulted and looked down upon before, he always managed not to take it to heart, but he just didn't want to be misunderstood by her like this -

"I'm not..." Mo Jingchun tried to explain in vain. He couldn't even feel the bitter taste of the grass he was biting.

He wanted to say that this was the custom in Nanzi. After singing and falling in love in the mountains, they could find an uninhabited patch of grass to do happy things...

When he came to the Central Plains, the society was already extremely free, so he never felt that there was anything wrong with the customs of his hometown.

But Lou Xiao obviously didn't notice his thoughts. The village entrance was right in front of him, and there were groups of old people talking about something.

Not far away is the butcher's stall.

She walked quickly, thinking about how to ask the butcher under the pretext of buying meat for her "husband".

She forgot what Mo Jingchun said, "I haven't touched anyone else..."

She didn't hear it.

Mo Jingchun stopped and looked at her back, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something. His expression was blank for a while, and then he quickly smiled, just like before, as if the grievances just now didn't exist.

It turns out that I still didn't take him seriously.

Shouldn't he have known this long ago?

The villagers were vague about the butcher's whereabouts. Lou Xiao chatted with the old villagers who were obviously more concerned about the gossip of "her family".

She had been told so many times in private not to be an unfaithful person that she was so embarrassed that her forehead was almost sweating.

"You are a capable person. If that person is more generous, he can just keep the young man and live with him." The old woman patted her arm, raised her chin and pointed in a certain direction.

Lou Xiao laughed and responded,

But he saw Mo Jingchun clapped his hands, lifted the corner of his clothes, and jumped up the tree like a monkey.

It's hard for a martial artist like him to behave like this.

Lou Xiao's mouth twitched as she listened to the old man's praise.

"Oh, this is a man who lives a good life! He can climb trees and go down to the river, and he can support his family!"

"I think your husband is not very good at health. You need someone with good health to work with you..."

"The buds are good when steamed with flour, but the tree is too high, and old bones like us can't reach the top."

Lou Xiao interjected at the right time, "Why not let the young people in your family pick them? They have good hands and feet."

Maybe there are too many gossips about her and people are familiar with her, so it is inevitable that some people will be too talkative.

"Hey! What's the point of doing this? There's no money to be made. If there's money, who would care about these tree buds?"

"It's much better than digging for food in the fields. I calculated that my son and daughter should bring back at least thirty taels of silver this time."

They lowered their voices and compared themselves with each other, who had more children and who earned more. Seeing Lou Xiao was listening with her ears perked up,

Then he joked unnaturally, "You make a lot of money in business, so you must look down on us, right?"

Lou Xiao looked frustrated and helpless. "Business has gains and losses. Last year, I almost lost everything. It would be great if there were more ways to make money."

The villagers all looked at each other, and Lou Xiao waited for them to argue. He looked up and saw Mo Jingchun using his clothes to carry the eldest brother's bag of things.

He glided down the tree trunk nimbly, brushing off the dead leaves and spider webs on his body when he landed on the ground. A few young leaves were scattered in his clothes, and he looked extremely young.

He was biting a bunch of pink flowers in his mouth, and he was facing her with his eyebrows curved and his eyes bright.

He ran over excitedly in the sunshine and handed it to her.

At this time, Mo Jingchun's forehead was still a little wet. He stood beside her as if waiting for her praise.

Lou Xiao took the flower and smelled it, then looked curiously at the young buds he had picked. He was quite generous in offering his treasures.

"Look! There are so many! They taste so delicious!"

He was the kind of boy that the elders in the village loved the most. The old eyes of the villagers who surrounded him were full of admiration, and they patted his arms to show his muscles.

He kept praising him and said he was a good worker.

"If so... he will definitely earn more than my child."

No one noticed the darkness in Mo Jingchun's eyes. Being touched by someone's rough old hands only made him feel extremely disgusted.

But soon the old people's attention was drawn to another person, "Hey? Roudunzi is back? Are you worried about Lao Caitou?"

"This child is filial. He would rather earn less money and come back often."

Doesn't this mean that your own children are unfilial?

Someone will find it soon.

"Hey, I'm still healthy and can still do some work to help support the family. I'm not like an old fool—"

When this was mentioned, the people around began to talk in low voices.

"Didn't the doctor say there was no cure? I haven't seen her go out for half a year."

"Hey! Roudunzi was a butcher. He spent all his money and carried the pig away, saying that he had seen a miracle doctor and that he was alive again after taking a few doses of medicine."

"This will cost a lot of money - if I'm this seriously ill, I might as well die. Living is just a burden -"

"Hush, don't let that bastard hear me, or I'll chop you with a knife!"

A group of gossipers stopped talking when they saw the figure approaching.

One of them said to Lou Xiao, "Rou Dunzi is back to kill pigs. You want to nourish your husband, right? This is perfect."

Lou Xiao looked at the butcher not far away and said, "Yes, that's perfect."

Finally back.

The chubby figure stepped into the village under many unclear eyes. The butcher saw the only young woman among a group of old people and couldn't help but take a second look.

That was an extremely dazzling person, and for some reason he was also looking at him.

With a sense of inferiority, he bowed his head and greeted the elderly villagers in a low voice.

Thinking that his old mother was waiting for him at home without anyone to take care of her, he quickened his pace and almost ran towards home.

Lou Xiao's eyes were always on him. Mo Jingchun looked back and forth between Lou Xiao and the fat man, trying to remind her not to pinch the flowers in her hand anymore.

"You go back first." Lou Xiao pressed the flowers in her hand against his chest. Mo Jingchun caught them with his empty hands, inevitably dropping a few flowers on the ground.

Without waiting for him to ask more questions, she followed the fat man, leaving him alone with the flower buds in his arms, facing the villagers' expectant eyes.

"Oh, don't cry. She's not in good health. One day she will see your good side."

"Yeah--"

Mo Jingchun lowered her head and pinched the petals, which seemed to still retain the warmth of her fingertips.

It's really heartless. That man is the only one on my mind.

"I know."

Of course he wouldn't cry, he was just a powerless guy, he didn't believe that she really had feelings for that guy -

Mo Jingchun was too lazy to listen to their chatter and turned back.

The old people who only kept the gossip began to make up stories to enrich this rare romantic affair.

I wonder what the story will be like next time.