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Although Xu Jia said this, Aunt Chunhua was still afraid.

This was a fool's errand. No one should have seen it. Aunt Chunhua had already said this, so Xu Jia had to help her.

Seeing Xu Jia supporting herself, Aunt Chunhua felt warm and secretly happy.

Fortunately it wasn't broad daylight, otherwise I would have been stared at, which would have been embarrassing.

After all, we are in a rural area. If you turn around and make a fool of yourself, the whole village will know about it, and the impact will be bad.

Even though Aunt Chunhua was very interested in Xu Jia, she couldn't let people gossip about her behind her back so quickly.

Xu Jia held Aunt Chunhua's arms, and Aunt Chunhua couldn't help but covet his strong arms.

Aunt Chunhua was only a teenager back then, and she was pushed into the haystack by the current man.

She was unwilling at the time, but her family was afraid of being laughed at if she told the story, so they forced her to marry the man she is now.

It's tragic enough for her. The man was injured on the construction site a few years ago. That thing is useless and is no different from trash.

Aunt Chunhua has had a hard time living alone these past few years. Although the man has the honorary title of village chief, he is rarely at home.

The people in the village couldn't stand it and wanted to help, so they gave Aunt Chunhua's man the title of village chief.

Aunt Chunhua's family looked wealthy, but that was in the past.

In recent years, men have not learned well and always take the family money out and spend it randomly.

I heard a man from the village who was working outside say that he had been eyeing her man a few days ago and was fooling around with other women.

It's no use, and you're still fooling around. Isn't this just giving money to another woman?

Thinking of this, Aunt Chunhua became even more angry.

I am so young and beautiful, and I have been blind all my life with him, but he still behaves randomly, which is really annoying.

That dead guy is useless and not good at all, but the young man in front of me is quite handsome, quite talented, and... he's quite caring about people.

Even though Aunt Chunhua is already in her thirties, she still has the mentality of a little woman in her heart.

After all, she was forced to go there, and there was no love between her and that dead guy in her family.

How tragic is a marriage without love?

Xu Jia held Aunt Chunhua on his arm, and the arrogance in Aunt Chunhua's heart rubbed against his arm from time to time.

Soft and soft, it makes people unable to help but come up with some ideas.

Xu Jia sent Aunt Chunhua home and found that her man had not come back yet. He couldn't help asking more questions. Aunt Chunhua cried immediately and told Xu Jia some of the situation at home.

Ahem.

It's over.

It seems that I asked something I shouldn't have asked, which made people sad.

What are you talking about when you have nothing to do?

Xu Jia wished he could give himself a big mouthful.

Inside the house, Yingying seemed to have fallen asleep, and Xu Jia drank some water and chatted for a few words before leaving.
Chapter completed!
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