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Yang Liulang choked, and remained silent.

Hemai endured her sadness and said softly: "I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have said that a second time, but …"

She raised her head and looked at him with eyes full of pain, as she said lowly: "But I really don't want to, hand over this marriage of a lifetime to my second uncle and the rest. It was as though … as if I had no value at all. "

There was a long silence.

Hemai didn't even dare to raise her head to look at Yang Liulang.

She felt very guilty.

In the face of such a meticulously concerned Yang Liulang, she was unable to recompense him, and her words were not even able to hurt him, causing him to distance himself from her.

If it was anyone else, their burning heart would have been doused in cold water and cursed at the ingrate.

Hemai felt extremely guilty, but if she chose to repay Yang Liulang, then she would choose to let him down.

She knew the ancient teachings of women, three from four, married husband, this is a lesson from ancient times.

However, whether it was a man or a woman, all they could decide was this one life.

If she was not able to freely choose the life she wanted to live while she was alive, and had to entrust the most important matter in her life to a second uncle who did not even place her in his eyes, then no matter how outstanding the person she wanted to marry was, in her heart, there would always be a barrier that she could not pass through.

Therefore, right now, she could only choose to let Yang Liulang down.

In the gentle spring breeze, Hemai's fingertips trembled slightly.

In fact, she was afraid too.

If she were to treat Yang Liulang like this, it might very well be the other party treating her coldly. Furthermore, she had seen the gentle and flexible Yang Liulang before, how could she not be afraid of this gentle and gentle man from now on, not smiling at her like spring.

She suddenly felt regret in her heart. Why was he so serious?

Why did she add the loathing and loathing she had for Linn Changxi and his wife onto Yang Liulang's body?

He was not wrong!

Besides... It was he who saved her!

If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't even know what kind of life she would be living!

Hemai was extremely sad.

The two of them had been silent for a long time. The silent atmosphere made them seem like they were stuck in a black hole.

Just when Hemai's head was lowered to the point that it couldn't get any lower, Yang Liulang suddenly spoke out.

"I know what you mean." A calm emotionless voice rang out.

"As you wish." Yang Liulang faintly spat out these two words.

He took half a step forward and said, "Let's go."

With Yang Liulang's words, Hemai no longer had the need to speak.

His answer was so calm that Hemai could not even open her mouth to explain it.

She paused for a moment, and followed closely behind Liulang, not too far away.

Is he angry? Hemai thought.

He must be, he must be angry.

Hemai was extremely regretful.

At this moment, the lead ore like atmosphere was completely different from the relaxed and leisurely atmosphere they had when they came to the clothing shop from this road. Hemai was even unwilling to exhale casually, so she didn't know what she was being careful about.

Who knew that when he passed by the grocery store, Yang Liulang stopped in his tracks and extended his hand out towards her.

Hemai was dumbstruck for a moment, perhaps because she wanted to remedy the regretful words and deeds that she had just said. After pausing for a moment, she somehow put her hand into Yang Liulang's.

"Let's hold hands and hold hands. The words we spoke just now …" She did not have the heart to do so.

Hemai thought as her face blushed red.

Who knew that when the two of them held hands, they would see Yang Liulang startled, and then suddenly retracted his hand, his face revealing awkwardness.

Hemai did not know what he meant, and paused for a moment, her eyes lightly opened as she looked at Yang Liulang with a face full of bewilderment.

"The skin of a deer." Yang Liulang lightly coughed as he explained.

Hemai's face immediately flushed red. She was so ashamed that she wished she could find a hole to hide in!

She really was an old peacock spreading her tail — thinking too much!

Hemai turned her head to the side, not looking at him as she tossed the deer skin in her hands to Yang Liulang.

Yang Liulang caught the hide of the deer and pursed his lips, "You're waiting outside?"

"En!" Hemai replied in a low and muffled voice, she glanced at Yang Liulang's shadow on the ground and walked backwards. Not long later, he heard some faint sounds of conversation between him and the shop owner.

After selling the deer skin for one hundred and fifty gold coins, Yang Liulang walked out of the grocery store and gave the money to Hemai.

People walked in and out on the street, Hemai was not willing to argue with him about who should take the silver, he could only think that if she went back home, the first thing she would have to do would be to return all the silver back to Yang Liulang!

Passing by the pastry shop, Yang Liulang bought another four bags of pastries.

When they returned to the Clear River Town door that stored the ox-cart, the two seemed to no longer have the relaxed and happy mood that they had earlier in the morning.

Hemai sat on the oxcart, beside her feet were rice bags, and some goods she bought.

At this moment, she was very dejected, she had no energy nor did she have the mood to count what she had bought today. Yang Liulang sat in the front and did not try to talk to her anymore.

Besides the whistling breeze, there was also the rhythmic sound of the hooves of cattle.

Suddenly, something fell down from beside her feet. Hemai was stunned and saw a few neatly folded paper parcels.

She gently opened it and saw some very dark seeds of his own color inside.

Hemai couldn't help but exclaim softly in her heart. When she came here in the morning, she was still thinking about buying the seed today, but she had completely forgotten. She didn't know when Yang Liulang bought the seed either, and she actually didn't notice.

She bit her lips lightly as she looked at Liulang's sturdy figure.

The oxcart returned to the Xiaoqing Village, and the two of them did not speak another word.

jumped off the carriage and entered the courtyard. After Yang Liulang unloaded the things in the carriage, he went to return the oxcart to Xu Jiang.

The Blacky was anxiously meowing in the kennel. It had not seen its master for a whole day, but the first thing its master did upon returning was to move things around and ignore it.

Hemai could not bear the cries of the Blacky, so she put down the work on hand and released the Blacky.

With his freedom, the Blacky laid on Hemai's leg and did not loosen its claws.

Just as Hemai was busy going back and forth, trying to be careful not to step on any Blacky s, another person entered the courtyard.

"Yo, the little girl is busy. Did she just come back from the market?"

The person who came was a smiling Mrs Dong. Seeing the goods piled up in the small courtyard, his eyes started rolling, and he started fiddling with them.

Hemai was already feeling depressed in his heart, now that she saw Mrs Dong, she remembered the last time she tried to talk with him while she was not at home, the hatred and anger in his heart immediately filled her chest.

She didn't look too good either. Carrying her face, she ignored the Mrs Dong and continued to busy herself.

The Mrs Dong didn't mind Hemai's expression at all, as she continued to rummage through the items bought at the market, but all of a sudden, Hemai snatched the bag of pastries from her hands and rolled his eyes at her. It was only then that the Mrs Dong woke up from her stupor — — Hemai didn't welcome her!