Both of them knew each other's intentions, and they were both extremely jealous at this moment.
However, Qi Mao was particularly unfavorable to him. Although he called him out, he had no intention of saying anything more.
Du Yu's face was as cold as frost. If he hadn't read poetry and books, he would have cursed others.
One thing was said by Qi Mao. Du Yuzhen saw the scene of them kissing and felt extremely jealous.
This man is just a rough guy who is a blacksmith, and his face is disfigured. Why can he marry Hu Miaomiao? Who is he?
Du Yu had a cold face and asked knowingly: "Who are you, who dare to interfere in your cousin's affairs?"
Qi Mao turned a blind eye. Not only did he not answer, he even raised his feet to leave.
The next moment, Du Yu blocked his way and spoke even more rudely, "I heard that you are already twenty years old, and you are not young anymore. You should recognize your identity and don't think about people you shouldn't. Because you don’t deserve it.”
Qi Mao sneered and asked, "Are you worthy?"
Du Yu was slightly stunned, and his expression became even worse, "I won't talk about my family background. You can't catch up with it, but..."
"Have you read a book? Do you know the words? Can you read the storybook with your cousin? Have you read the storybook she wrote? Can you understand it?"
"My cousin wants the rouge and gouache that is popular in the capital. Can you afford it?"
"Can you comfort her when she cries? Can you and her agree to go together?"
"Are you interested in sex? Don't you have any idea?"
This question was so sharp that ordinary people would be left speechless or lose their defenses.
However, Qi Mao didn't change his expression, as if he didn't take him seriously at all, and asked instead: "Hu Miaomiao and I were childhood sweethearts. Where were you when we were flying the kites together?"
"Where were you when I took her to climb the tree? When Hu Miaomiao was studying and I was with her, where were you?"
Du Yu was speechless when asked, because Hu Miaomiao and Qi Mao were childhood sweethearts, and he had only been here for two days, so the affection between them was naturally incomparable.
However, it was impossible for Du Yu to be deceived by him, and he replied: "I'm afraid you are the only one who still talks about those old things, but my cousin has forgotten them all, right?"
"It doesn't matter whether she remembers it or not, but you have to figure it out about you."
Du Yu asked: "What's the matter?"
Qi Mao looked at him coldly, without any trace of inferiority in his expression, "Now, the person Hu Miaomiao likes is me!"
"I like her and me, so she hugs me and kisses me. Didn't you see that just now?"
Qi Mao's words were absolutely killer, and Du Yu was immediately speechless. After all, he was not a fool, so he naturally saw Hu Miaomiao's lingering affection when he looked at Qi Mao.
Because of this, Du Yucai became even more angry. He was so talented and knowledgeable, how could he lose to a rough blacksmith?
At this time, Du Yu's face turned extremely ugly, and he said coldly: "You are overestimating your own abilities, but don't end up becoming a joke!"
Qi Mao crossed his arms, with disdain in his eyes, "Haha, you are nothing more than that."
At this moment, the two of them were completely at odds.
Du Yu sneered, showing no mercy in his words, "It's because of your face that you have the opportunity to marry me, otherwise you are nothing."
Qi Mao said: "You covet other people's fiancées, and you are even more filthy. Is there a scholar like you? Is this the way you have learned to be a human being?"
As soon as these words came out, Du Yu was the first to darken his face, his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.
However, Qi Mao was no longer afraid, "What, you want to do something? With your thin skin and tender flesh, I will knock you down with just one hand. Do you think you are great?"
In fact, Du Yu didn't expect that the rough guy in front of him would be so sharp-tongued, and he would be so embarrassed.
However, he can only speak, so what's the big deal?
Du Yu's expression softened slightly and he deliberately exposed the purse around his waist so that Qi Mao could see it.
At this moment, Qi Mao's expression finally changed, which made Du Yu extremely happy. He pretended not to know and said, "This is the purse my cousin gave me. Although the workmanship is a bit rough, I like it very much."
"Oh, by the way, my jade pendant is also kept by my cousin. She should like it very much."
Qi Mao's face was gloomy, and there was a fire in his heart, because he recognized that this purse was sewn for him by Hu Miaomiao, but now it appeared on Du Yu's body, how could people not think too much about it?
"My cousin said that she wanted to sew a better-looking purse for me, but I refused because I didn't want my cousin to be tired."
Du Yu got back the game and suddenly felt refreshed. He said something like tea in the tea, "By the way, since you said that your cousin likes you, you must also have a wallet from your cousin, right?"
Qi Mao's face was livid, and he stepped forward abruptly, as if he wanted to snatch it away.
However, Du Yu dodged away in a second and exclaimed: "Why, you can't afford to lose, right?"
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became even more tense.
At this time, a maid walked over quickly, lowered her head and said: "Mr. Du, Madam, please come over."
"knew."
After the maid retreated, Du Yu leaned forward and said with a faint smile: "By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. My aunt wants me to stay a few more days to get along well with my cousin."
Both of them naturally understand what it means to get along well.
After Qi Mao heard this, his pupils could not help but shrink suddenly, and his thoughts were not as calm as they appeared on the surface.
Du Yu felt proud and walked away waving the folding fan.
For a moment, Qi Mao was the only one left in the backyard. He was not a person who thought wildly. Since he had doubts, he immediately went to Hu Miaomiao to ask for clarification.
At the same time, Hu Miaomiao happened to be sewing her purse.
In fact, after giving the purse to Du Yu, she had been feeling uneasy and afraid of being asked about it.
She was even mumbling to herself, imagining what Qi Mao would say if he really found out, and what she would say.
But no matter what, she couldn't think of a suitable way.
However, she was still lucky, thinking that Qi Mao would not find out, or that she could just sew quickly.
"It's okay. How could it be such a coincidence that Brother Mao just happened to discover it?"
Just when she was worried, Qi Mao came.
When Hu Miaomiao saw him, she became even more confused. She subconsciously stood up and said with a guilty conscience: "Brother Mao, why are you here?"
Qi Mao did not answer, but focused his gaze on her sewing basket.
It can be seen that she is sewing a purse, but it is not the crooked purse before, but a new purse.
For a moment, Qi Mao understood. She really gave Du Yu her purse.
Seeing him like this, Hu Miaomiao couldn't help but feel even more guilty, and hid the sewing basket behind her back, but this behavior was tantamount to hiding one's ears and stealing the bell.
"Brother Mao, you... why did you come in so silently?"
Qi Mao looked very unhappy and asked directly: "Are you sewing a purse? Is it for me?"
Hu Miaomiao didn't expect that he would ask this question as soon as he opened his mouth, so she couldn't help but panic even more. She couldn't remember all the answers she had thought of before, and said in a daze: "It's for you, why do you ask like this?"
"You've already done it, why do you want to do it again?"
Hu Miaomiao was speechless and looked at his expression carefully. She was even more confused and said in a low voice: "No...it's nothing..."
Qi Mao's face was gloomy, making people dare not look at him, "Hu Miaomiao, let me ask you for the last time, where did that wallet go?"
In fact, Qi Mao didn't want to scold her, but just wanted to hear the truth from her.
As long as she can tell the truth, Qi Mao will immediately turn from bad to good.
"I……"
