Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

Chapter 65 Beautiful

After handing the letter in his hand over to Ning Yu, Ning Yan could not bear to see her child's sorrowful expression, so she returned to the living room and sat at the dining table.

Seeing Rong Qingchen walking over, Ning Yan was startled, the young man finally washed the mud off his body. He had a flawless appearance and had a slender figure.

He was dressed in coarse clothes, with a sackcloth belt tied around his waist. His rough clothes accentuated the unparalleled elegance of his youth.

No wonder he was smearing his face black, no wonder he was unwilling to wash it.

If such colors were exposed, let alone a woman who couldn't even move after seeing it, even a man would be forced to bend, bend, and bend … It wasn't a dried horn. If she wore a woman's outfit, who could say that the person was a man?

It was no wonder the girl called Xiao Ru was reluctant to part with Rong Qingchen. With her color, if she didn't look carefully, she would be snatched away.

Ning Yan was a little troubled. How could such a person be fit for the role of a errand boy? This guy sold herself so easily. Aren't you afraid that she'll sell him to the prime minister's mansion?

He had a good look before he reached adulthood, but what about when he reached adulthood? Peerless?

Suppressing the thought that had appeared in his mind, he waved his hand at Rong Qingchen: "Come and eat with me. There aren't many family members, so there aren't that many rules."

"Where's the little gongzi?"

"He'll be here in a moment."

With that, Ning Yan ran over with big steps: "Mother, Lu Da has left."

"That's right, let's go."

"Mother, I don't want Lu Da to leave!"

"Lu Da also has a home, he needs to go home."

"But I don't want him to go."

"…" Seeing that Ning Yu's eyes were red, Ning Yan scolded Lu Hanzhang in her heart. Even if he were to leave, he would have to let the child get used to it in advance or greet him.

"Your Uncle Lu will come back. You need to practice your calligraphy properly. When your calligraphy is the same as your Uncle Lu's, he'll be back." If a child could write the same as Lu Hanzhang, it would take at least ten years.

At that time, who would still remember who Lu Hanzhang was? He muttered to himself in his heart, a serious smile on his face, a white lie could not be counted as a lie.

"Then I'll write properly."

"Be good and eat first." Seeing that she had revealed such a childish side, Ning Yan was happy.

Only in the presence of close people would this side be revealed. The high wall built in the child's heart had already begun to slowly collapse.

"Eat." He climbed onto the stool with the chopsticks and the small bowl in hand. His eating speed was much faster than before.

Rong Qingchen sat at the side, quietly watching.

Ning Yan picked up his chopsticks and also picked up his chopsticks, while Ning Yan put down his chopsticks, he also put down his chopsticks.

After dinner, he helped Ning Yan wash the rice bowls.

"Lady Ning, it's convenient to raise your voice here …"

"…" A singer? If Mrs. Qian mother and son did not move to fence enclosed yard, they could have raised their voices at home, but at that moment, Ning Yan did not want others to know that there was an additional person with such a distinguished appearance.

If people knew that there was a beauty hidden in the house, who knew what would happen?

"To the mountain." Ning Yan said as she opened the dog chain.

Even cats and dogs grow quickly. Right now, the curly hair no longer had the appearance of a curly hair. It was very fierce and fierce. It was not safe to stay at home by myself even if there was more than one.

He closed the door and locked it. Whoever entered the room and got bitten by the Tibetan Mastiff could not be blamed on her.

He brought Rong Qingchen to the side of the river and said, "Sing here, I'll guard you. There won't be any wild beasts disturbing you."

"…" He didn't think much of it.

When Ning Yan talked about wild beasts, Rong Qingchen felt like he could hear the howls of wolves.

After standing by the river for a while, he realized that Ning Yan was not worried at all.

Ning Yan sat beside a rock, looking at the moon.

After he finished his homework, Rong Qingchen stopped singing.

"Time to go back."

"Yes." Ning Yan nodded.

He held his machete horizontally in front of him as he walked down the mountain with large strides.

Was it really suitable to be a errand boy like Rong Qingchen? Ning Yan asked herself once again.

The answer was still the same, she didn't forget her homework. This guy really liked to sing. What bad luck, she just wanted to find a errand boy for her brother.

When he returned home, it was already late.

Ning Yan lied on her bed, unable to sleep.

She thought that Rong Qingchen's face would suppress her completely, but he didn't. From time to time, that bearded face would pop out and disturb his sleep.

He pushed the door open and walked towards Ning Yan with his four legs.

"Are you a dog or a cat? Do you want to lie on the ground and play dead?"

Awoo …" What responded Ning Yan was only Gouzi's muffled cries.

The dew at the end of summer was heavy, so after sitting outside for a while, Ning Yan felt her clothes turn cold.

"Still awake?"

A cold voice came from behind him. Ning Yan turned around and looked at Rong Qingchen's beautiful face, not wanting to say anything for a moment.

After a while, she said, "She's too beautiful."

"Lady Ning is also very beautiful."

"…" It was indeed gorgeous, with the same face as the female villains in later generations' novels.

"It's not good luck to be too beautiful."

"That's right." Rong Qingchen seemed to have sensed something, and his face revealed a look of reminiscence or grief.

Everyone had their own stories! Ning Yan sighed and waved her hand: "Rest early. I'll bring you to meet someone tomorrow. Whether or not you're able to do your new job will depend on your performance tomorrow."

"New job?"

"Don't think too much. You won't get involved with those dirty things."

"I naturally believe in the Lady Ning. Otherwise, I wouldn't suddenly stand up in the alley."

"…" What he said made sense. In the alley, this person was acting like a reckless and bitter teenager. What about inside? Although he was also a teenager, and although he was bitter, he was not reckless at all. On the contrary, he was very mature. The youngsters of this age were each more mature than the previous one.

"Rest." Ning Yan said as she stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

After closing his eyes, he started to have strange dreams. When he woke up in the morning, he was slightly dizzy.

Only after washing his hands and face did he regain his senses. Seeing Ning Yu also walking out, she hooked her fingers at the child. "Go and call your uncle over for dinner."

"Mom, I don't want to go there."

"Hmm?"

"When they saw me, they wanted to sell me out."

"…" Ning Yan's figure paused for a second, and her gaze landed on the child. She was fair and tender, and compared to before, she seemed to be worth a lot of money.

"Forget it, I'll go get someone in a while."

After saying that, Ning Yan secretly decided to hire two guards with fighting skills. They could teach him some martial arts, but they could also protect him.

The people from Lao Ning Family had to be on guard.

Walking into kitchen, he cooked a bowl of porridge, steamed a pot of soup bag, patted down two cucumbers, and fished out a pickled vegetable that was from last year's marinate from the pickle jar.

Sliced and mixed with sesame oil and placed on a plate.

After washing her hands and taking off the apron around her waist, Ning Yan walked towards the Ning Family.