To be honest, Su Wan is indeed a little reluctant to let it go. She met the first such a top-notch man in her two lives, which meets her boyfriend's requirements in all aspects. And their relationship has just begun. Even if it has not reached the stage of a close relationship, it will only happen sooner or later. Song Ziheng is still a straight man without any rudeness, and sooner or later she will be transformed into a good man who is keen and tactful. No matter how she is willing to enjoy the results of her hard work, she has to give him to other women before she can enjoy it.

How can this be justified when predecessors plant trees and later generations enjoy the shade?

Su Wan thought for a while, and then felt that thinking about this now was like asking for trouble. The so-called King of Hell wanted you to die in the third update, who would dare to keep you until the fifth update? Sooner or later, it would be useless to think too much. She would guess how she would die this time, just like when she traveled through time, she died without any consciousness while sleeping, or... Maybe she opened her eyes and found that she had traveled through time, hoping that her body was not dead yet.

Su Wan suddenly sat up from the bed, and she found that she was in a misunderstanding. When she came here, the original owner was running back to her parents' home from Songjia Village alone. Here she had to walk for at least one day to get to the county. The original owner was a young and beautiful woman who was ignorant of the world. It seemed a bit strange to get home safely and smoothly, and she could not travel here for no reason to occupy the original owner's body - can we assume that according to the trajectory of history, the original owner should have had an accident on the way back to her parents' home, but not, so something happened in her sleep. Then she would open her eyes and find that she had traveled to the ancient times. In other words, the original owner had died according to the trajectory of history. Now she is from the modern era, so she doesn't have to die for the second time.

Su Wan quickly clasped her hands together and said to the sky sincerely: "I bless you with Buddha."

If this is the case, no matter what kind of daughter of aristocratic family, she doesn't believe that Song Ziheng will leave her and marry someone else!

But after chanting Buddha's name, Su Wan sighed deeply again. All this was just her speculation. To speculate on the future based on the current situation, nothing is unchanging. Or she trusts Song Ziheng now, but things are unpredictable and people's hearts are unpredictable. Maybe Song Ziheng will be narrowed by prosperity in the future?

Su Wan gradually narrowed her eyes, and a light flashed in her eyes. After living in this place for several months, she didn't have to care about anything except eating and drinking, and lived like a rice worm. She gradually eroded her confidence and fighting spirit as a modern woman? This matter is not yet concluded. Besides, feelings were like gambling. No matter what the future wins and loses, she always had to gamble. Even if she loses, she was just a man. As long as she had a way out, she was afraid that she would not be able to survive?

Su Wan gradually made up her mind, and the sound of water coming from the yard came. She thought that Song Xiaomei was going to start cooking lunch, so she got up and stuffed the book under the pillow, tidied up her clothes and hair, and opened the door to go out. Song Xiaomei smiled as soon as she saw her: "Have you finished reading the third sister-in-law's book? Can you bear to come out?"

Su Wan smiled: "How could you finish reading so quickly? You have to do what you should do." As she said that, she brought the basin and vegetables from the kitchen.

"You are so distracted when you see the book, it looks like your third brother. People say that they are not a family, and they don't go into the family. It's true."

Su Wan smiled and lowered her head to choose vegetables without saying anything.

The Song family spent ten days, reserved enough firewood for a year, and went up the mountain with the villagers to pick up tea seeds. The tea trees were all wild, so picking up tea seeds naturally makes more picking. The main labor force of the Song family was not enough to go up the mountain. Even Song Xiaomei brought the big girl and Erniu out. Sanniu and Sanwo also collapsed the basket and went up the mountain with their friends. They picked up and played while picking it up, and they could even get half a basket when they carried it home. It was simply a crazy rhythm for the whole people. Su Wan couldn't help it. The next day, she wore a Song Ziheng's old coat and wrapped it on her head.

The floral headscarf that was in line with everyone up the mountain. However, after picking it up for half an morning, when I went home to cook with Song Xiaomei, I found red marks on my hands. It was probably scratched by branches, and the scars were not deep. However, Su Wan's skin was white, and the traces were very obvious. Song Xiaomei kept nagging on the way home: "Sister-in-law, too, I told you not to go, I had to follow you. Now my hand was so injured, all of them were red marks. I won't blame us for coming back in a few days!"

Su Wan felt her hands hurt at this moment. She was not as nervous as Song Xiaomei. She could not leave scars with such a small wound. Instead, she blamed herself: "I can't do it myself, I'll drag you down."

"You haven't worked, so you don't have to do it in the future. When my brother gets into the scholarship, he will hire a few long-term workers at home, so there is no need for you to go to the field." Song Xiaomei said very rudely, "It's useless to study, so you'd better stay at home with peace of mind."

Su Wan said, "On weekdays, you and the big girl and the other ones don't go down the floor, why are you so skillful to go up the mountain?"

"We have done this since we were young. Although we didn't go to the ground, we had to do all the work at home. We had thick hands and thick skin, so how could we get hurt so easily?" As soon as we entered the yard, Song Xiaomei pushed Su Wan into the house, "You go back and rest well. If your hands are injured, you can't touch the water. I'm alone here."

Su Wan knew that she was asking her to help Song Xiaomei on weekdays, but she didn't want her to do anything at home all day long. Song Xiaomei's work on the stove has always been quick and she was busy alone. So she nodded and went back to her house.
Chapter completed!