"Where did you get this dress?" No compliments, no smiles.

The man's first sentence was to ask her where the beautiful industrial cotton skirt she was wearing came from. Cheng Shuili was considered the most promising and knowledgeable young man among the new generation in Xiaohe Village.

He knew how to read, went to town, and even became a small leader. He knew clearly that this skirt was very expensive and difficult to buy. It required cotton tickets and a lot of money, which was not something a rural family could afford.

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Yuhe has no money, which is the consensus of the villagers. As the captain of the Red Star Brigade, Cheng Shuili knows it even better.

Also, the pair of small leather shoes on her feet and the beautifully combed hair are all unusual.

Little Ahe didn't notice anything was wrong. When Cheng Shuili looked at her skirt, she immediately spun around in a circle. The moment the skirt fluttered, the girl turned back and asked with a smile: "Does it look good?"

She was unaware of Cheng Shuili's seriousness. She just thought that the other party wanted to compliment her dress, so she also wanted to show him the beauty of the dress.

Cheng Shuili's face, which was already bad, became extremely bad at this moment. His voice also turned cold: "Let me ask you, where did this come from."

He grabbed her wrist and stopped the girl's movements. His sudden move also made Yuhe temporarily unstable and almost fell down.

Yuhe was dull, and at this time he also noticed that Cheng Shuili's mood was not right. He seemed to be angry. Why he was angry, little Ahe didn't understand.

She looked at the strong man with a cold face, and her face instantly turned pale. She opened her lips and wanted to say something, but she couldn't.

At this time, another male voice appeared and rescued her.

"I bought it." The person who spoke was Song Lingjun who came out of the kitchen. The young man still held two dinner plates in his hands, and the basins were filled with rich food.

He stood at the door of the kitchen and his eyes fell on Cheng Shuili's hand on the little girl's thin white wrist. It was a man's hand, a hand used for farm work and labor.

The rough, big black one formed a strong contrast with her delicate skin, and was big enough to wrap around her hand. It reminded Song Lingjun all the time of their close contact.

That made him unhappy, so he put the dinner plate on the dining table in the living room and walked slowly over.

And his hand was also placed on the girl's hand. He tried hard to remove Cheng Shuili's hand from her wrist. But Cheng Shuili also used great force, and it was impossible for him to get it away so easily.

Cheng Shuili looked at the young man coming out of the kitchen. He was shocked, because in his opinion, the two had nothing to do with each other and could not establish a relationship, but now Song Lingjun appeared at Yuhe's house.

Moreover, they seemed to be very close. Cheng Shuili could understand at a glance what that closeness was. It was the love between a man and a woman, the love between a man and a woman.

Everyone loves beauty, and Yuhe is rare and good-looking. Song Zhiqing is cold and boring, but he is also a man, and men will like good-looking women.

It's not hard to understand that he has such thoughts about her, but Cheng Shuili just feels dissatisfied, and that dissatisfaction is laced with jealousy.

"Song Zhiqing, what do you mean?" Cheng Shuili wanted to ask Yu He, but looking at the little girl's ignorant look, he knew he would get nothing out of the question.

Then he looked directly at Song Lingjun, who controlled his temper and asked him with a fairly calm face.

The two men had a hostile relationship at this moment. There was more hostility towards each other in their eyes, because Song Lingjun was keenly aware of something different in Cheng Shuili's eyes at this time.

He didn't understand Xiao Ahe, and he also had thoughts about her. No man could bear the thought of other men coveting his girlfriend's sweetheart.

"What you see means." Song Lingjun's attitude was tough, and his words were full of gunpowder.

He does not feel that his relationship with Xiao Ahe needs to be hidden. This is a new era. The national government encourages men and women to fall in love freely and criticizes arranged marriages.

He and Yu He like each other and sincerely want to be together. So no one can stop them and no one needs to agree.

The conversation between the two made Yuhe feel inexplicable. She didn't understand what they were talking about, but she rarely noticed that neither of them seemed very happy.

They were angry. Yuhe didn't understand where the anger came from. She shook her hands that were tightly held by the two of them, trying to get them to let go.

The gentle swing at this moment caused the eyes of the two people who were originally facing each other to move downward and fall on her again.

"I feel uncomfortable, Brother Shuili, let go." The little girl's voice was sweet, and Brother Shuili's voice instantly made Song Lingjun's face look bad.

When Cheng Shuili heard the words asking him to let go, her originally strong attitude suddenly collapsed. Between the two of them, she chose to let him go.

So what Song Lingjun said is true? Cheng Shuili knew Song Lingjun very well, he was educated but not pretentious, he was arrogant but approachable.

He was not as arrogant as other educated youths, nor did he feel that he was special. On the first day he went to the countryside, he went to work in the fields with other villagers, earning his own living, neither greed nor robbery, and hard work.

It can be said that apart from his cold temperament and his inability to blend in with the crowd, there is nothing worth discussing about him.

There is another point, which is also the most crucial point. It is a fact known to everyone in Xiaohe Village that Xiao Ahe likes Song Lingjun. He also knows it, and he cannot refute it.

Now, he buys clothes and food for her. She definitely likes her even more. It is normal for the two of them to get together.

But Cheng Shuili couldn't accept it. He didn't know what was going on. At this moment, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. What was he uneasy about? He was uneasy about the girl in front of him.

It is undeniable that Cheng Shuili did not want Song Lingjun and Yu He to be together at this moment.

He was not looking at Song Lingjun, but at the beautiful little girl. He looked at her and wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

Everything is clear and settled. Xiao Ahe from the entrance of the village and Song Zhiqing are together... She got what she wanted, and she has reached the age where she can talk about marriage.

The two of them liked each other, and he felt out of place here. Cheng Shuili didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. He just felt as if someone had poured cold water on his head, and the feelings he had just established were extinguished.

He couldn't accept it and didn't know how to face it. He didn't want to make it look too ugly, so he didn't want to say those abrupt words. He hurriedly put down the food and clothes he brought from home, and turned around and left.

He walked so fast that he didn't even have time to respond to Xiao Ahe's cry. It was like he was running away.

Looking at his hurried away figure, Yu He was very confused. What happened to Brother Shuili? Why didn't he reply to her and why did he leave so fast?

She looked at the thing on the ground. It was a basket made of bamboo. Inside the basket was some food, including potatoes, cucumbers, and fresh rice.

And a pair of women's shoes placed on the rice and tied with a rope. Brother Shuili came to give her something? Yuhe squatted down and picked up the pair of cotton shoes. They were new and handmade.

This surprised her a little, but Brother Shuili was a nice person and would give her things on weekdays, so these shoes were not so unexpected.

She took this pair of old cloth shoes, looked at them from left to right, and finally found that she liked them very much. Because these were shoes that girls in the village would wear. They were not as fashionable as the shoes of educated youths, but they were still very good-looking.

She had the same shoes as the female educated youth, and the same shoes as the girls in the village. The little girl had a smile on her face, and her smile was so bright. She stood up with her shoes and looked at Song Educated Qing.

"Song Zhiqing, look, these are the shoes Brother Shuili gave me." Yuhe was very happy to receive so many gifts in one day.

She believed in Song Zhiqing very much, and he also liked Song Zhiqing very much, so she wanted to share her joy with him.

The little girl had a smile on her face. She spoke of Brother Shuili in one mouth and Song Zhiqing in the other. The sweet voice was so differentiated that Song Lingjun couldn't help but say: "Brother Shuili, Song Zhiqing."

He didn't say it clearly, but he still made Xiao Ahe feel his displeasure. But Yuhe didn't understand what was wrong with it. Brother Shuili was Brother Shuili, and Song Zhiqing was Song Zhiqing.

"What's wrong with you, Song Zhiqing?" Although he didn't understand, the unhappy Song Zhiqing still made little Ahe panic.

He was so good to her that she couldn't live without him. She also liked him so much that she didn't want him to be unhappy. So when she noticed something was wrong, she immediately became worried and even took the initiative to hold his hand.

That look pleased Song Lingjun.

The man's eyes moved down and landed on the girl's hand that was holding his tightly. It was white, weak, and clinging to him tightly, as if she couldn't survive without him.

It's just a title, he doesn't need to care so much. Even if it sounds nice, it's just a brother from the same village. He is different. They are in love and lovers.

The little girl's worried eyes were filled with cowardice. Song Lingjun said in a warm voice: "It's okay, I just think you have a good relationship. Better than our relationship..."

Although he knew he shouldn't care about it, the young man still added a sentence at the last moment. It was a bit sour and a bit inconsistent with his cold temperament.

But he just said it with the possessiveness of a husband over his wife.

Once she heard that he was fine, little Ahe stopped worrying. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then she smiled happily, with smiles from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"Brother Shuili is good to me, so we have a good relationship. Song Zhiqing is good to me, so we have a good relationship." Yuhe didn't want to offend anyone, and she really felt that she had a good relationship with them, so she said it very seriously.

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After such a fuss, it was already getting late. Song Lingjun didn't want to worry about it, so he held the girl's hand and pulled her inside: "Let's eat, it's getting late."

"good!"

Today is the festival, and the food is richer than usual. When Song Lingjun came back from town, he specially brought some meat and vegetables, as well as some things that Yuhe had never eaten.
Chapter completed!