"Brother Yongxian, whose girl is this? Is it from your village or a village nearby?" The man surnamed Hao couldn't help but ask.
"This girl is so beautiful. If anyone can marry her, she will be a good wife and mother."
"Is she getting married? Do you know? Hey, brother Yongxian, where are you going? Wait for me..."
Before the man surnamed Hao finished speaking, he found that Yang Yongxian had stood up and walked towards the door of the house, and he was walking very fast.
The man surnamed Hao also hurriedly followed, thinking that Yongxian, a boy who pretends to be polite on weekdays, could not forget his angry wife who lives in her parents' house.
It turns out that she is also so sultry at heart, so when she sees a beautiful woman, she pounces on her.
No, I want it too!
Speaking of this, after Ping'er entered the school, she stood there and looked around, as if she was looking for something.
Suddenly, she heard someone calling her from the side. She turned around and saw that it was Yang Yongxian coming towards her.
"Miss Ping'er, why are you here? Has something happened to Huahua again?"
While speaking, Yang Yongxian quickly came to Ping'er. He lowered his eyes and asked her.
Ping'er showed a faint blush on her face and said, "Thank you, Brother Yongxian, for remembering me. Huahua took the medicine and is asleep now. The current situation is quite stable."
Yang Yongxian breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. If that's the case, why didn't you stay by her bedside and come here instead? Is there anything else?"
Ping'er hesitated for a moment, then summoned up the courage and was about to speak when a unfamiliar man suddenly appeared from behind Yang Yongxian.
He smiled modestly, but his eyes were burning.
"Brother Yongxian, is this girl your friend?" he asked Yang Yongxian.
Yang Yongxian said: "I don't dare to compete with Miss Ping'er, but she is indeed my cousin Qing'er's friend."
"Oh? So he's Qing'er's friend? Haha, Qing'er and I are also friends, and friends of friends are also friends,"
"Hello, girl, my surname is Hao, and my given name is Youbing. My full name is Hao Youbing. May I ask what your surname is?"
Hao Youbing clasped his hands together, bowed to Ping'er as a gentleman, and asked with a friendly smile.
Ping'er naturally took a step back, crossed her hands on her right waist, bent her knees slightly, and returned the salute to Hao Youbing.
"I can't remember what my original surname was. Later I took the family name of Yang."
"Everyone calls me Pinger." She said softly.
"Ping'er? Ping'er... like green lotus, like duckweed, fresh and elegant, gentle and approachable, what a good name!" Hao Youbing touched his palm and praised it.
Ping'er looked embarrassed and her face was slightly red.
Yang Yongxian glanced at Hao Youbing beside him with some displeasure and said, "Brother Hao, you will scare Miss Ping'er like this, so it's better to be more reserved."
Hao Youbing was startled for a moment, but was not angry. He then smiled at Ping'er and said, "Don't be afraid, Miss Ping'er. I'm a troublemaker by nature, but I'm definitely not a prodigal. Yongxian can prove this, right? Yongxian ?I am a gentleman, right?"
Yang Yongxian’s head is full of black lines.
"Birds of a feather flock together, Miss Ping'er, seeing how polite Yongxian is, you should know that I am also an honest and responsible person. Hahaha..." Hao Youbing broke the awkwardness with another smile.
He pointed at his nose, introduced himself, and then asked Ping'er: "Miss Ping'er, I would like to ask, where do you live now?"
"How old are you this year?"
"Are your parents, Gao Tang, still alive at home?"
"Are you getting married?"
"If it's convenient, can I go over with Brother Yongxian to visit some other day?"
Hao Youbing's barrage of questions really scared Ping'er.
She stood there a little embarrassed, and the smile on her face was a little bitter.
"I, I didn't..."
"Nothing?" Hao Youbing interrupted Ping'er anxiously. Is there no marriage?
Ping'er was about to say that she didn't have parents, let alone her own home.
Because I am like that duckweed, without roots, and now I am drifting with the waves, relying on others.
Fortunately, Qing'er and the others were kind-hearted and took her in, otherwise, she wouldn't even know where she would be now!
"Miss Ping'er, what do you have?" Hao Youbing's questioning voice reached Ping'er's ears.
Ping'er came back to her senses and looked at the inquiring face in front of her, suddenly feeling a little at a loss.
"Brother Hao, stop making trouble!"
Yang Yongxian, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.
He glanced at Hao Youbing beside him a little impatiently and said, "This is the first time Miss Ping'er comes back to the school. Don't ask so many questions like a yamen interrogation. It's not polite."
"How could I be impolite? I am a gentleman. If you don't believe me, ask Miss Ping'er, did I offend her and make her feel uncomfortable?" Hao Youbing retorted.
Ping'er looked embarrassed and stood there not knowing how to answer.
Yang Yongxian turned around and pushed Hao Youbing towards the house. "Miss Ping'er came to see me for something. You should go back to the house first."
Yang Yongxian said to Ping'er again: "Miss Ping'er, let's go to the school gate to talk!"
After saying these words, Yang Yongxian walked towards the school gate.
Ping'er nodded lightly to Hao Youbing, and after saying hello, she quickly turned around and followed him.
Hao Youbing looked a little unhappy as he watched Yang Yongxian and Ping'er leave.
This guy Yongxian is really stingy. He hasn't even coaxed a wife back, yet he blocks my love.
No, when he comes back later, you must talk to him well.
Beside the courtyard wall outside the school, Yang Yongxian stood still, looking at Ping'er a few steps away. He asked warmly: "You must have something to do when you come here. You can talk about it now."
Ping'er smiled shyly, her eyes falling on Yang Yongxian.
"I just wanted to come over and ask, Brother Yongxian, are you okay right now? Do you feel uncomfortable in any way? Feeling dizzy or something..." she asked.
Yang Yongxian was startled for a moment, then shook his head, "I'm fine, I'm fine... Ah Sneeze!"
Before he could finish his words, he sneezed loudly.
Slightly embarrassed.
"It's okay. Maybe it's the noon sun that's irritating me. I'm fine, I'm really fine." Yang Yongxian continued.
Ping'er didn't say a word, but looked at Yang Yongxian gratefully: "Brother Yongxian, can you give me your dirty clothes that are wet later? I want to wash them."
Hearing this, Yang Yongxian was very surprised.
"What about that, Miss Ping'er, no need, it's not dirty, no need to wash it," he said.
Ping'er said: "How could it not be dirty? I saw that the trouser legs were all covered with mud from the river, and the cotton clothes were all wet, and there were also water plants and other things on them."
"Haha, it's okay, I'm just a man and I won't settle for that..." Yang Yongxian said again.
However, Pinger became stubborn.
"No, I have to wash your clothes, because without your timely rescue today, Huahua would have suffered disastrous consequences!"
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