The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

The ground was a little hot. When they kneeled until night fell, their legs were numb.

Back then, people did not have many entertainments.

Whatever happened in the village was spread like wings. In an instant, it spread throughout the entire village.

Taking advantage of the cool weather, everyone went down to work and pulled the grass.

Someone said something, but for some reason, the eldest daughter of the Mei family was punished to kneel for the whole afternoon. Before they went down to the ground, they saw her kneeling in the courtyard.

Tang Nan was working silently. Hearing these words, he immediately felt a little restless.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he hurriedly walked towards the village.

*

While kneeling in the courtyard, father Mei and mother Mei both went down to the ground.

Xia Ling wasn't that stupid. She wasn't even there and wasn't still kneeling in the courtyard.

Hearing Hai Hai's shout, Tang Nan came.

Only then did she kneel again.

*

Tang Nan arrived outside the Mei family's courtyard and pushed open the main door. Through the crack of the door, he saw the girl kneeling in the corner.

Her face was slightly red from the sun and she was kneeling in the corner. She looked very quiet and no one knew what she was thinking. She was just quietly in a daze.

"Megan!"

Tang Nan shouted through the courtyard door.

The girl kneeling there turned her head in disbelief when she heard his voice.

On that blank face, the expression also brightened.

"Brother Tang!"

She got up, but stumbled.

Probably because she was on her knees too long.

Tang Nan's eyes darkened.

Xia Ling: "You wait for me to open the door for you."

She turned to the kitchen windowsill for her keys.

This is where Mama may usually keeps her spare key.

But...

Not this time.

It seemed that mother Mei really wanted to lock her up at home.

Tang Nan looked at the girl's fair and clean face with a disappointed expression.

He could not help but comfort her. "It's okay. I just heard that you were punished, so I came to see you."

"Oh..." Xia Ling sighed.

She walked over and looked at Tang Nan through the door.

The shoes on his feet were mended. The clothes on his body were still obviously very large for him and did not fit well. He had probably just gone to the ground, so his clothes were even worse than when he saw her in the afternoon.

It was said that a person depended on clothes, but a Buddha depended on gold clothing.

Looking closely at Tang Nan's cold and hard outline, he was really very good-looking.

It was because he was burdened by his family background.

But it did not matter. Everything was just the beginning. If it was not for the fact that the others were still confused by Tang Nan's external conditions.

If Xia Ling wanted to conquer Tang Nan, how many young girls would she have to compete with?

The smile on her face softened, and her almond-shaped eyes looked expectantly at Tang Nan.

"Big Brother Tang, then come and look for me tonight. I have something to tell you, okay?"

Looking at the girl's expectant look, he thought of her surprise when she saw him just now and the way she staggered to her feet.

Tang Nan pursed his thin lips.

He was a somewhat cold person. He was used to seeing people's sympathetic and pitying gazes. Originally, he was the most indifferent to feelings.

However, the girl in front of him was like a soft little fish that inadvertently entered his heart.

He knew that a date at night would be detrimental to her reputation, but looking at the girl's face...

Having just experienced the joy of love, Tang Nan still hoped to meet the girl in his heart.

"Okay," he agreed.

He looked at her and said, "I'll come to your house later."

*

After saying that, Tang Nan left in a hurry.

It was time to go to work. Although each family did their own work, they still had to be there.

Tang Nan had already taken a risk by coming to see Xia Ling.

The corners of his lips curled up into a happy smile. Xia Ling rubbed her aching knees. After kneeling for an entire afternoon, weren't they bruised?

At night, when someone saw her miserable appearance, wouldn't his heart ache even more?