Tang Yuan felt a little strange, but Lin Baitang also understood Brother Hu's psychology, after all, put herself in his shoes, if she gave the title deed of such a large piece of land to others for nothing, but after only a few words, she would definitely have more questions than Brother Hu.

If you want her to say, Brother Tiger is actually quite atmospheric, if it were her, she would be afraid that this title deed would be given out, and she would have to follow the other party every day to rest assured.

Probably because he had a relationship with Brother Hu before, he felt a little bit of empathy, and Lin Baitang's attitude was very good when he turned around: "Don't worry, I still understand the principle of taking money to do things, I will come over at least once a month, you are still waiting in the old place, if I don't come within an hour of the set, you can go back." ”

As for what to do if he doesn't come all the time, Lin Baitang didn't say anything, after all, neither of them is stupid, not to mention that it is easy to find Lin Baitang's home with Brother Hu's power, even if Brother Tiger is squatting on that piece of land to guard Lin Baitang, it is also accurate to catch her.

Brother Tiger got the answer, but he didn't seem very happy, but that Tang Yuan seemed to be in good spirits, and he was really anxious to send Lin Baitang away. The arm waved like the wiper on the glass of the small car outside: "Goodbye, goodbye, if you are busy, go quickly, don't delay time." ”

Lin Baitang could guess a little bit of the reason why Tang Yuan was so afraid of himself, and thought it was funny, so he deliberately teased him: "Okay, then goodbye, little tangyuan." ”

Tang Yuan's face was wrinkled by this call, but Lin Baitang's gaze crossed him and landed on the tall and thin man next to him.

With a calm face, he looked not very good, and Lin Baitang added: "And Brother Hu, let's see you next time." ”

There is no way, the owner of the money must not be left behind.

As for why it's put in the back, it's probably because the characters at important points have to be the finale.

Seeing that Brother Hu's face turned cloudy quickly because of such a sentence, Lin Baitang secretly stuck out his tongue, and said in his heart Brother Hu is really interesting, such a big person, Dao has to earn something, do you think that he only talks to Tang Yuan, and does not tell himself that he has no face?

Lin Baitang was puzzled in her heart, but she didn't follow her steps, waved her hand and walked chicly, but she didn't know that the two people behind her were still in place for a long time after she left.

said that although Lin Baitang was gone, it left a shadow on the little fat man. But it didn't dissipate for a long time.

Tang Yuan looked at this basket of radishes and was worried, his face was greener than the skin of this radishes.

This radish actually has a good name, called beautiful in the heart, but when he thinks that he will only be facing it for a long time in the next month, Tang Yuan can't be beautiful at all in his heart: "Alas, you won't let me eat radishes for half a month, I'm not a rabbit......"

Before he finished speaking, the radish had been taken away from Brother Hu's arms with a basket, and with it, a brand new piece of five yuan fell from the top of his head: "Go buy something else, tomatoes and cucumbers, and eat them instead." ”

Brother Tiger only found some of his boss's unmatched temperament at this time, although he only snatched a basket of radishes from Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan was so excited at the thought of not having to eat radish, if it weren't for his weight limiting him, he would definitely have to make a splash at this moment, and tell Brother Tiger about his brotherhood, even now, he couldn't stop him from howling affectionately: "Brother Tiger, you still love me!"

**

When Lin Baitang came back, Meng Zhenghui had already arrived home, and he was leaning on the stone mill in the yard to smoke, probably because there was no one at home, Meng Zhenghui rarely took off his guard, and before Lin Baitang entered the door, he didn't even hide the tiredness on his face.

Halfway through a cigarette, he heard the door shaft creaking, Meng Zhenghui looked up and saw that it was Lin Baitang who opened the door, he subconsciously extinguished the cigarette, replaced it with a gentle smile, and stepped forward to help Lin Baitang take things over, the smell of smoke still in the air made Meng Zhenghui look a little cramped, and he coughed lightly and took the lead in speaking: "Went out today?"

"Hmm. Lin Baitang sniffed the smoke in the air, but didn't say anything, just answered, and then put the things he bought today into the cabinet and stored them, and replied: "I rushed to a set, and I didn't see anything useful, so I bought something to eat and came back." ”

As he spoke, Lin Baitang raised his chin and motioned Meng Zhenghui to look at the oil paper bag that she put directly on the stone mill when she came back, with a faint smile on her face: "I met a fritter seller today, and when I come back from the house that sells tofu, I will eat the fritters together, but they are delicious." ”

Meng Zhenghui's eyes are a little blue and black, which is caused by the hard work of the past few days, but he is still working hard to actively cooperate with Lin Baitang's words, and nodded seriously: "It's also good, eating something fresh can be regarded as a change of taste." ”

As soon as Meng Zhenghui said this, although his tone was as smooth as usual, there was no problem, but his voice was a little hoarse because of the fatigue of the past few days, Lin Baitang heard that something was wrong, and looked up at him: "What's wrong with your voice?"

"It's nothing, maybe I just smoked and was in a hurry, and I was a little choked. Meng Zhenghui didn't want Lin Baitang to worry, so he replied with a vague smile, and then asked, "Will you eat now?"

Lin Baitang saw that he was deliberately concealing, so he guessed that he didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't continue to ask, but just asked Meng Zhenghui to put away the things first, and she went to buy soy milk and came back.

Most of the people in the village carry a pot or a bowl to make soy milk, because there are not many so, there is no need to occupy a thermos, Lin Baitang also thinks so, but she brings a kettle made of bamboo, many years of old bamboo belly is very spacious, in the past, such a jar of soybean milk was enough for Lin Baitang and Lin's father to drink.

Father Lin drinks soy milk like drinking water, snoring is a bowl, but such a jar is enough, not to mention Meng Zhenghui, who has a much smaller appetite.

The freshly boiled soybean milk was still steaming, Lin Baitang poured out two bowls, added a little fine sugar to one of the bowls, and handed it to Meng Zhenghui, this is Meng Zhenghui's habit, he likes to drink sweet soy milk, but he is keen on bitter coffee, which makes Lin Baitang puzzled.

The fritters are fried golden, crispy, fragrant and tough, Meng Zhenghui has been busy all day today, and the meals are eaten with Jia Zhong and them, and he took two bites casually and continued to be busy, naturally he didn't eat well, he couldn't help but eat a little anxious at this time, and his posture was quite elegant, but in fact, a mouthful of fritters was swallowed without chewing carefully enough, which was a bit of a swallow.

The ensuing effect was that Meng Zhenghui began to burp one after another after a while.

Meng Zhenghui has been educated by his family since he was a child, and he feels a little embarrassed about this matter, so he tries to endure it when he wants to burp, but the slight tremor of his shoulders is always uncontrollable by Meng Zhenghui.

Lin Baitang noticed his abnormality early in the morning, this will have already seen him for a while, he felt sorry for him working hard outside, so he didn't pull him to chat much, and then suddenly asked him: "Eat a meal to make it like this, you wouldn't have been so absent-minded before, did you encounter something in the city recently?"

When he asked this suddenly, Meng Zhenghui was shocked, and he smiled with a smile: "There is no such thing...... Why do you suddenly ask that?"

Lin Baitang didn't say a word, just looked at him with a calm face, and didn't answer his words, making a full appearance of interrogation.

Is it really so obvious that something is wrong with you?

He didn't dare to ask anything more at this time, for fear that if he said something wrong, Lin Baitang would be able to hear a few different things from it.

When Meng Zhenghui was recalling his memory, thinking that there was something wrong with his recent state, so that Lin Baitang noticed it, Lin Baitang suddenly smiled, and his tone became relaxed: "Do you feel better?"

The speed at which Lin Baitang's face changed made Meng Zhenghui a little dazed, and he raised his eyes to look at Lin Baitang almost a little dazed: "Huh?"

Lin Baitang didn't care about Meng Zhenghui's twists and turns, and then lowered his head to eat again: "I said hiccups." I saw that you haven't gotten better for so long, so I wanted to help you, my dad taught me that when you have a hiccups, you just need to be scared and you'll be fine. ”

It was a real shock.

Meng Zhenghui was a little weak-hearted, so he had to nod and laugh dryly: "It seems to be much better." ”

Lin Baitang stopped talking after a snort, and continued to concentrate on dealing with the fried dough and soy milk in his hand, and it was not until this time that Meng Zhenghui found that Lin Baitang's eating method was not quite the same as his own.

Meng Zhenghui is accustomed to a mouthful of fried dough sticks and a mouthful of soy milk, after swallowing the fritters, drink a mouthful of soy milk to dilute the taste in his mouth, so that when he eats the fritters in the next bite, the taste of the last time will not be superimposed, but every bite is a surprise.

And Lin Baitang was different from Meng Zhenghui from the beginning, Lin Baitang's own share of soy milk didn't put anything, she tore the fritters into small pieces, threw them into the soy milk to soak them, and then took them out of the bowl with chopsticks, and then took a little chili flakes and sprinkled them with a spoon on the surface of the fritters that absorbed the soy milk.

Meng Zhenghui was so moved that he wanted to try his own bowl, but he was about to pinch the fritters and throw them into the bowl, but Lin Baitang stopped him: "Do you remember that you added sugar to your bowl?"

Meng Zhenghui didn't react, only blinked innocently: "Remember." ”

Lin Baitang suspected that Meng Zhenghui's brain was used up outside, otherwise how could he look stupid now, so he had to sigh and explain to him: "This is salty, soy milk is sweet, and the taste of mixing is unpalatable, if you really try it first, why don't you taste mine first?"

Meng Zhenghui tasted the contents of her bowl with Lin Baitang's hand, and it was really delicious, and when he looked at his bowl, he looked forward to it a little more and said, "I want to give it a try." ”

Seeing that he insisted, Lin Baitang stopped stopping him, and only made a gesture of please.

Meng Zhenghui tore open the fritters with great interest, soaked them in soy milk, pressed them with chopsticks a few times, and then fished them out and sent them to his mouth.

I have to say that the sweet soy milk with oil strips tastes good, and you can eat it with a little pickle on top.

It's just that as the pickles fell into the soybean milk bowl later, the saltiness and sweetness were skewered together, and Meng Zhenghui's face changed as he ate it.