Reborn as an Ugly Wife in the Countryside Chapter 75 Are You Sure You Are Really Childhood Sweethearts

This was the first ti Xiaoxiao went to town with her bargain husband. Could this be considered their first date? Pfft, what was she thinking! The husband is fake! It wasn’t really a date; at best, it was just attending to so official business.

At that mont, Yang Ming saw his wife’s facial expressions alternate between smiles and frowns, wondering what on earth she was thinking!

"Let’s take the ox-cart!"

Before Xiaoxiao could respond, she saw Yang Ming heading towards the village’s ox-cart and had no choice but to follow him.

There were already a few people on the ox-cart. Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming found seats and sat down.

"The young couple is heading to town, huh."

Most of the people on the ox-cart were won. Seeing Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming board, they all started chatting. One was a Scholar, and the other a workshop owner; both were notable figures, eager to build good relations.

"Such a loving couple indeed!"

"Yes, yes, Scholar Yang is really considerate, unlike mine, just a rough man, never has he accompanied on the ox-cart."

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Ha, loving? Where did they see love? If rely sitting together in an ox-cart or going to town together counted as love, then she and her younger brother must have loved countless tis.

Eh! The villagers couldn’t really think that way, could they! Only then did Xiaoxiao realize, she always forgot she was now fifteen, not thirty. Xiaoxiao gave a wry smile; she guessed no one was as careless as herself.

There were two more seats on the ox-cart. After waiting a while, and seeing no one else, the coachman was ready to move on.

"Wait, wait!"

Just as the ox-cart was about to leave, a woman ca running over. Upon seeing her, Xiaoxiao thought, how could it be her cheap husband’s Little Qingi again? It seed their childhood friendship was indeed fated.

As soon as Little Qingi boarded the ox-cart, she went to sit next to Yang Ming.

"Sit over there."

Seeing Hehua about to sit beside him, Yang Ming imdiately had her sit across from him.

"Ming brother, I’ll sit next to you and chat with sister-in-law!"

She couldn’t miss this great opportunity seeing Ming brother. Just when she saw Ming and his wife pass in front of her house, she guessed they might be going to town. She quickly grabbed so embroidery as an excuse to go to town too. Because she wanted to et Ming brother, she had to change her clothes and dress up, which made her a little late and nearly miss the cart.

"You can chat from across as well."

"..." Hehua didn’t expect Ming brother to reject her so outright. Just as she was about to speak, she was taphorically struck on the head.

"Your sister-in-law is with a child; you can’t squeeze her."

The other won heard Yang Ming’s words and imdiately congratulated him.

"Oh, the Scholar’s wife is indeed fortunate."

"Congratulations, Scholar Yang is going to be a father."

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Everyone was chatting away, leaving Xiaoxiao with nothing to do but chuckle.

"Are we going or not? If we are, sit tight, I need to drive."

By then, the coachman was getting impatient.

"Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go." Hehua was reluctant, still hoping to sit next to Yang Ming.

At this point, the other won on the cart couldn’t stand it any longer.

"Look at you, a girl not yet married, how could you sit so close to a man?"

"Exactly, exactly, and you keep calling him ’Ming brother.’ Even his wife doesn’t call him that."

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Hearing this, Hehua got embarrassed. Reluctantly sitting across, her eyes welled up with tears, looking pitiful.

Seeing this, Xiaoxiao thought, is this how you treat your childhood sweetheart? Are you sure you two are really childhood sweethearts?