Chapter 92: Jiang Chunyan's grace

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Although I don't know what he thought in his mind, since he decided to go, she didn't have to stop. People like him, deep in thoughts, she could think of, he must have thought that there must be plans.
The people are preparing to leave, the village chief's wife Jiang Li and her daughter Jiang Chunyan sit in the Liu Sijia's ox cart from far and near.
That Jiang Chunyan originally looked at the distant mountains and was pulled back by Jiang Li, who was around her: "Spring Yan, you see, that is the wild man of Xia Yuanqiu's family, let alone, it looks quite handsome."
It’s a woman who loves to listen to gossip. Although Jiang Chunyan thinks about her high, she can be a woman after all. There are gossips who naturally refuse to let go. They look down on the old lady’s hand and touch the long-lasting figure. The handsome face is unparalleled. The eyes of the twin-colored peach blossoms, her body trembled, and she said: "Well?"
Jiang Li’s incomprehension:
Wu Engong? Who is your grace?

Jiang Chunyan’s face, which was originally difficult to melt, showed excitement and excitement. The trembling replied: "It is him. He is the grace that saved me that day. It is grace."
Jiang Li’s face was heavy, and Chun Yan’s grace was also a man who ruined Chunyan. The original good marriage was due to his ruin, and even the villagers were making irresponsible remarks.
Jiang Li’s hand grabbed Chunyan and said,
What are you doing?

At the moment of Chunyan’s eyes, there is no Jiang Li’s at all. One heart and one mind are all on the head of Engong. Where is the Li’s face of Jiang Li’s face, it’s not good to look good, and he breaks away from Jiang Li’s restraint and gets up and jumps. The oxcart, the oxcart has been driving, although it is slow, but this jump also makes Jiang Chunyan fall.
The hair that had been carefully combed was also scattered. The face of the powder was covered with a layer of gray soil. The clean and neat skirt was also dusted. She couldn’t manage so much. Seeing that Gong and other women were talking and laughing, she If you scratch your heart and feel uncomfortable, you must immediately rush forward to separate them.
"Engong!" Jiang Chunyan rushed to the front of the child in three steps and two steps. He grabbed the arm of the child and leaned on the small face of the show. The squat was full of autumn water, and the voice trembled with a three-pointed cry. I can’t help but feel pity.
Zi Mo is not the one who knows how to pity the jade. He frowns and pulls his arm out of the woman's hand. He is not pleased: "Where is the crazy woman?" When he spoke, he patted his clothes, he hated it the most. Others touch him, especially women, or crying women.
Jiang Chunyan said: "Well, I am not a mad woman, I am Chunyan, can't you remember me?" On the face of Engong's confusion, she got the answer, and Engong really didn't remember her. But it doesn't matter, she remembers that she can do it.
"Eng Gong saved Chunyan's life last year. Doesn't the Gonggong really remember it?" Chunyan condensed the graceful face of Grace, although he was wearing a thick coat today, but he was still handsome and made her heart rush.
The child remembered a past event last year. He came to Xiaoyuan Town to work. He happened to be kidnapped by a girl. When he saw that the festival would not be guaranteed, he shot and ran the rogue. I didn’t expect the girl saved at that time. This person in the village of Xipo.
"Oh, I don't remember, since it is a past event, there is no need to mention it." He turned indifferently, and Yuan Qiu said: "Let's go, let's go down, the fish is not fresh."
Yuan Qiu smiled and laughed at Jiang Chunyan and turned and climbed the oxcart.
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