In the small courtyard, Fang Bailu was untying the rope and preparing to unload the truck.

This time, she sent a car of waste products, not only cardboard boxes, but also some hardware parts or something, and the car was full of flattened tires.

In addition, there is a large bag of new cotton hanging on the front handlebar, which is snow-white and dazzling.

When Bai Lu saw Grandma Liang come out, she said happily:

"Grandma, I don't know what's wrong with the industrial area outside our village recently, pouring things out every day, if it weren't for my small car and not being able to rob others, we wouldn't have to make a fortune!"

Bai Lu said excitedly, her red face was more beautiful than powder.

"Hehe, the girl looks at you so happy, what kind of fortune is it? If you are tired, grandma will lose a lot of money!"

Grandma Liang looked at Bai Lu distressedly, full of gratitude and guilt.

"Grandma, you underestimate me! In the past, my father forced me to practice staking and lower my waist every day, which is much more difficult than this!"

Bai Lu smiled nonchalantly, with bright eyes and bright teeth, charming and moving.

I looked at the pestle with a heart, and secretly admired: This is sweet, even the fugitive is getting more and more handsome, it is really a natural Peugeot embryo!

Bai Lu in the courtyard didn't know that there was a pair of wandering and flickering eyes staring at her in the shack, and said happily to Grandma Liang:

"Grandma, it seems that we have to make a few more trips to the waste collection station today, and sell all the things you have saved in the house! Pour out the emptiness, I will help you clean up the house! and then make a big quilt, hehe!"

As she spoke, she untied the big cloth bag containing cotton and handed it to Grandma Liang: "Look, my father's comrade-in-arms gave it, let me bring it to you to make a quilt!"

The cloth pocket was very large, and Grandma Liang's face was blocked in her arms, and she didn't know what to say for a while, so she only repeated vigorously: "Such a big bag, such a big bag......"

At this time, the pestle came out with a curtain of doors.

He put the empty bowl on the stone slab outside the shack, turned his back to the other party, and said to himself as if he had nothing to say:

"Well, this porridge is delicious and sweet...... Sweet!"

He seemed to be tasting porridge, and he seemed to be hinting at something.

"Why are you still here?"

Fang Bailu was stunned for a moment when she saw that it was a pestle, and then she was angry, and turned her face to ask Grandma Liang:

"Grandma, why didn't this guy leave?!"

"Ahem!ahem!" Grandma Liang coughed dryly, not knowing how to explain for a while.

"Why am I leaving? I'm her grandson!"

The pestle squinted and retorted.

"Heh, grandson, it's really a grandson, and even learn from my Grandma Liang when she speaks!"

Fang Bailu sneered and sneered.

"That's it, what's the matter?"

"Eh, you two had a grudge in your last life, why do you quarrel as soon as you meet!"

Grandma Liang hurriedly stopped the two, and then pulled Fang Bailu into the house and explained the matter 1510.

After Grandma Liang finished speaking, Fang Bailu frowned with a cold face, twisted her head and said angrily: "Anyway, I don't agree!"

"Why don't you agree?"

The pestle was also angry, and blurted out: "Until now, are you still pretending to be in front of me?" Tell you, the police can arrest you everywhere!"

"The police arrested me?"

Fang Bailu was stunned for a moment, and became even more angry: "If I don't steal and rob, why should the public security arrest me? You are a second-rate son!"

Fang Bailu had sharp teeth and glared angrily at the pestle.

"You...... You're scolding me for being a second-rate, you're ......."

Isn't this a shame to compare himself with the second son of Wang, so he suddenly scolded angrily: "You girl, you are ungrateful!"

"Am I ungrateful?"

Fang Bailu saw that the pestle took a bite back, and rolled up his sleeves and came up vigorously: "Are you looking for a beating?"

"Wow, you still want to go up and slap your face?"

The pestle couldn't bear to scold: "I can't imagine wow, you really turn your face and don't recognize people...... Dead goblins!"

"How dare you scold me!"

Fang Bailu was really enraged, and rolled up his sleeves and burst into flames: "Little bald thief, if I don't slap you on the ground today, I won't be surnamed Fang!"

"Hehe, you shoot! The master doesn't eat dry rice!"

The pestle did not show weakness, but the lame leg was in a posture ready to slip away at any time.

"Hey, hey, hey......, hey

Just when the two of them were about to break out, Grandma Liang on the side suddenly opened her mouth and laughed.

She laughed and clapped her hands repeatedly: "Eh, yes, yes!

Both Grandma Liang and Fang Bailu were stunned by Grandma Liang's laughter, and their eyes became inexplicable.

The pestle thought that Grandma Liang was laughing at herself, and couldn't help asking:

"You...... What are you laughing at? I'm a good man who doesn't fight with a woman!"

Grandma Liang finally stopped laughing and waved her hand: "I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at the two of you?"

"Laughing at the two of us?" Bai Lu was also stunned.

"Yes, you two have known each other since the previous life, and the grievances are difficult to solve!"

Grandma Liang pointed left and right, and the two of them explained with a smile.

"Well, I see!"

The pestle smacked her words, and suddenly stopped being angry, and laughed: "No wonder, this is fate!"

"Who's got in touch with you?"

Bai Lu's little face turned white with anger, and she turned around and complained: "Grandma, why are you putting me and him together and laughing!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Grandma Liang pulled Bai Lu's arm and looked at her with pity, then at the pestle, and sighed:

"Sensei said, don't look at this kid's appearance of a toad, a fool has a fool's fortune, and he is really a pair of enemies with you...... Well, it would be nice to have a godbrother and sister!"

"What? Godbrother and sister!"

The pestle and Fang Bailu exclaimed in unison.

"Just him?" Bai Lu pointed to the pestle and sneered disdainfully.

"I ...... I didn't agree either! I was going to ......."

The pestle looked unhappy, and glanced at the fierce Fang Bailu and didn't dare to continue.

"Hey, hey!" Grandma Liang saw that the two were not as imminent as before, so she smiled and played a round:

"My wife just said casually, you two, don't meet all day long like carrying a bag of explosives, I'll burn high incense!"

"In the future, it's all day!" Bai Lu saw that the old man still planned to leave the pestle, but the boss was not happy:

"Grandma, this guy is a thief, you take him as a grandson to lure the wolf into the house, it's ......"

"Alas!" Before Bai Lu finished speaking, Grandma Liang and her old tears rolled down, and sighed sadly:

"I saw most of the people cut into the ground, and I knew I couldn't wait to come back......"

Grandma Liang suddenly became old and sat down distractedly.

Bai Lu knew that it had aroused the pain in the old man's heart again, so she hurriedly squatted down to hold her cracked old hand, and comforted softly:

"Grandma, don't worry, he will come to you sooner or later!"

Grandma Liang stared at the door curtain sluggishly, her weather-beaten face was infinitely sad, she couldn't tell whether it was expectation or despair, and smiled sadly for a long time:

"Forget it, it's been thirty years...... It's forty-one, and it's time to start a family...... If I could come back, I would have come back a long time ago!"

Bai Lu looked at the old man distressedly, and pleaded on his back: "Grandma, if you move to Fangjiayan to live, I will provide for you!"

"No, I'm not going anywhere! this Anliang Street is his roots......"

Grandma Liang shook her head deeply, choked back tears, smiled bitterly, and said slowly:

"Actually, I know everything, it's just ...... I've been lonely all my life, and I want someone around me to talk to and take care of ......"

The old man burst into tears as he spoke.

The pestle on the side listened quietly to their conversation, and the second monk was like falling clouds and mist and was confused.

Why, it turns out that grandma is waiting for someone living in this broken shack! Who made her wait for 30 years?