She just stared at a pair of big eyes, like two yellow oil lamps, real and warm, as if angry, and as if coquettishly said: "Fool, what are you thinking, standing there like a log?"

yes, what was I thinking?

To be honest, Wu Yingcheng didn't know it himself, at that moment, he seemed to have forgotten everything, forgot that he still had a past life, forgot that his name was Wu Yingcheng, looking at her eyes full of enthusiasm and happiness, it was like entering a dream.

"I... , I didn't think about anything?"

But he didn't want to think about anything anymore, he was afraid that he would fall into those eyes when he thought about it, he was afraid that he would make a mistake when he thought about it, he just tried to stabilize his mind, just like the first time they met, and tried to be polite.

"Oh, by the way, you, why are you here?"

Zhang Cuilan walked over, and at that moment, Wu Yingcheng's legs trembled a little, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't know what to do, as if he was facing some major decision.

But she finally came over, with the unique fragrance of bamboo that never dissipated, "Are you embarrassed to say that Wang Xiaoxiao has such a big thing, why don't you tell me?"

"I...?"

Wu Yingcheng suddenly found that he had become stupid, like a stupid goose, he only knew the bark of oh oh oh, he really didn't know how to answer this question.

He can't be sure what the relationship between Zhang Cuilan and himself is, but he can be sure that Zhang Cuilan and Wang Sufen have a good relationship.

When the supply and marketing cooperative, every time Wang Sufen went, the two would hold hands and say things for a long time, like sisters who hadn't seen each other for a long time, Wu Yingcheng didn't think so much about it at that time, and asked Wang Sufen about it, and asked the two of them why they had not met a few times, why there were so many things to say.

Wang Sufen told him that between people, many times it depends on fate, and when fate arrives, there will naturally be endless words.

He asked her again what they were talking about, and she just smiled, covered her mouth and said, "You men talk about women together, and we women talk about men together, of course." ”

Wu Yingcheng later estimated that this man must be himself, because the two of them, one knows himself so well, and the other wants to understand himself so much, it is not surprising that they can have so many words.

Later, Zhang Cuilan was transferred to the county seat, and the two saw each other less, but the last time Zhang Cuilan sent herself home, the two talked a lot together, although I don't know what they said, but from what Wang Sufen said last night, we can know that their relationship has not changed because of the transfer.

Therefore, today's incident is indeed my own fault, and if there is a mistake, I must admit it, except for the fault that cannot be loved and cannot be separated.

Wu Yingcheng admitted it and said very innocently: "I'm sorry, I was wrong." ”

"Well, I forgive you. She smiled lightly and asked, "How is Wang Xiaoxiao, are you okay?"

Wu Yingcheng finally came out of that incomprehensible state of mind because of Wang Sufen's matter, and sighed and said, "The adult is fine, but the child is gone." ”

"What?"

Zhang Cuilan covered her mouth, and her tears rushed out uncontrollably.

Only then did Wu Yingcheng know that the woman in front of her was so pitiful when she was crying, because her crying was like her laughter, always so pure, without pretentiousness or concealment, as if telling the world something.

She Zhang Cuilan is herself, she loves when she wants to love, hates when she wants to hate, and she doesn't care about what others think, let alone change herself because of other ideas.

She didn't say anything, just took Wu Yingcheng's hand, "Go, take me to see her." ”

Wu Yingcheng felt that Zhang Cuilan's hands were so warm, just like a fire cage in that winter, once she grabbed it, she felt that her whole body was warm.

Tang Yuewan's hands just wanted to be reversed, just like an ice cube, whether it was winter or summer, it was so cold, it took Wu Yingcheng's hands to warm up for a long time before they became warm.

But he didn't want to let go of these hands, because he had been warm all his life, and he was already familiar with the cold feeling, the length of each of its fingers, and every line on its palm.

Thinking of this, he really wanted to break free of the hands now, but these hands were so tight, as if he wanted to show his nervousness in this way, so tight that he couldn't help but grasp his hands.

They walked like this, and in the crowd of people who came and went in a hurry, no one paid attention to the behavior of the two young people, but Wu Yingcheng felt that he had just grabbed her hand and walked through a lifetime, and finally reached the end of his life, but he was still unwilling to let go.

"The king!"

Zhang Cuilan suddenly let go, just like when she caught it, it was so sudden.

She ran over, looking at Wang Sufen's face that had slowly stretched, Wu Peizhong hurriedly gave way and let the two of them talk, but Wu Yingcheng couldn't help but shake his hand back, and then quickly let go.

After a while, Wang Kaixuan finally got the news, and rushed to hear the news, it was Wu Yingcheng who called when he came, and he thought that Wang Sufen should need a brother to talk at this time.

Wang Kaixuan didn't blame Wang Sufen or Wu Peizhong, looking at this honest farmer, still taking care of his sister meticulously as if nothing had happened, and finally showed a hint of appreciation on his face.

After reading Wang Sufen, Wang Kaixuan grabbed Wu Yingcheng and trained him for a while, teaching him why he didn't go to the city to find him for so long, and treated him as an uncle, and trained him to only know how to make money for a day, and even his mother couldn't look good.

After a meal, he gave him the key to the house in the labor bureau, saying that Yang Bihua was cleaning up and boiling chicken soup at home, and asked him to get it later, and asked him to go there with Wu Yingchun to rest in the evening, and said that he still had to go back to the city for a meeting, so he left in a hurry.

Wu Yingcheng has a lot of things, but it is impossible to go back immediately at this time, so he sent Wang Kaixuan away, so he took Wan Qingchun to the Labor Bureau, and when he came back with Yang Bihua, Zhang Cuilan still had something to do, and he had already left, saying that he would come tomorrow.

The three-month-old child is gone, and so much blood has been shed, which is already equivalent to a miscarriage, Wang Sufen also wants to get better quickly, help or something, eat the mission, eat the pig's trotters brought by Zhang Cuilan, and drink the chicken soup brought by Yang Bihua.

Yang Bihua's aunt is really a good person, seeing three big men, old and young, all of them have two dark circles, and they didn't sleep well at first glance, so they offered to take care of Wang Sufen and let Wu Yingcheng and the three men go back to the house to sleep.

Wu Yingcheng thought that there were all women in this ward, and it would be more convenient for her to take care of it, so he persuaded Wu Peizhong away, and Wu Yingchun had to go back to take care of the mats, so he took Lao Cai's car and went back first.

The next morning, Zhang Cuilan came early again, and it didn't take long for Lao Wan to come with Sun Cuilan, this brother is really good, for this matter, he didn't sleep well last night, and the banquet that had been prepared for two days was also pressed into one day.

When Wang Sufen heard this, she was moved, and hurriedly introduced Zhang Cuilan to Sun Cuilan, because of the same name, although the identity, status, and knowledge were different, they still chatted together quickly, and the three of them talked and laughed.

A wise man, when he sees the women talking together, he will leave with interest, Wu Yingcheng and Wu Peizhong are such people, in this way, even if Lao Wan is not, it has to be.

Out of the door, the three big men sat together for a while, Wu Peizhong smacked his lips and said apologetically: "Xiao Wan, yesterday's incident, our family is sorry for you, just say what you want to say." ”

Wan Qingchun heeled, didn't care about so many people walking around, and said: "Godfather, what are you talking about, what are your family's family, everyone can sit on a bench, that is a family."

Yesterday's incident, I didn't pay attention to it at all, by the way, after you left, I also asked me to find my past brothers to inquire about this Tang Defa, his family is now alone, three rotten houses.

If you are angry, godfather, our two brothers will go and order his house tonight, and make his face shy. ”

Wu Peizhong was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, "It's false to say that you are not angry, but there is nothing wrong with others after all, but it is me, hey, don't talk about this."

As long as you and Cuilan are fine, the affairs of our generation should not be related to your generation. ”

Wu Peizhong said, looking at Wu Yingcheng, "Boss, I know you feel uncomfortable, but Dad still wants you to promise me not to fight this Tang Defa again, okay?"

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Wu Yingcheng really wanted to do this, but he also knew that Wu Peizhong always thought that he had robbed Wang Sufen, and he was worried that something would happen to him, so it was absolutely impossible for him to allow himself to do so.

"Dad, I promise you not to hit him. ”

Wu Peizhong was relieved and said, "You two will talk first, and I'll go out for a walk." ”

Wu Yingcheng didn't say much, as a man, there are some things that always need to be faced by himself, as relatives, children, or wives, just give them a quiet space.

But Wan Qingchun was unwilling, "Brother, our father is soft-hearted, but how can you do this, our mother was beaten like this by Tang Defa, how can you forget it like this?"

Wu Yingcheng was helpless, "But I have already promised my father not to fight Tang Defa, what do you say you can do?"

"It's simple, burn down this house, it's not a beating. ”

Wu Yingcheng is kind to others, but not cowardly and incompetent, Wang Sufen was injured like this, to be honest, let him forget it, he can't feel aggrieved in his heart.

But this house can't be burned like this, if someone dies, it's not a joke, he still has a family to raise, there are dreams, and a beautiful town beckoning to him, and he can't afford to have a life-and-death contest with a barefoot board.