In Xiaoyun Restaurant, Lang Mo was sitting at a table with half his arms bare, and Alan was holding a bottle of iodine in his right hand. Holding a cotton swab in his left hand, he lowered his head and prepared to give Lang Mo medicine.

She suddenly thought of something, and said, "No, I'll give you medicine now, and when you take a bath, it's not for nothing that you wipe this potion, it will also be inflamed, so if you take the iodine wine back, take a bath, and wipe it yourself." ”

Lang Mo played tricks: "I'll go back to take a bath, I won't boil water, or you can help me wipe it, it's a big deal, when I take a bath, if I don't touch the wound, it'll be fine." ”

Alain put down the iodine wine and said, "No, you have to go back and rub your own medicine, haven't you heard about the widow's ...... in front of the door?" Alain said this, pausing suddenly. The face also became a little unnatural.

Of course, what Alain wants to say is the phrase 'there are many widows at the door'. Lang Mo was silent for a moment, although he had this idea in his heart yesterday, but when he heard this sentence from Alain's mouth with his own ears, he was still a little uncomfortable. God the hell, what could such a seductive, kind woman be a widow, who was her husband, and why he had left her, and a series of questions that made him forget to speak.

The atmosphere became a little stuffy.

Alain smiled lightly, and spoke first: "Yes, I am a widow, and an old woman who has been married twice, my first husband, and I can be regarded as my friend, I have a little feeling for him, and he also likes me very much." It's a pity that on the day he married me, he actually died in a car accident. Three years later, someone introduced me to a very considerate rich man, we dated for a while, and thought it was okay, but it turned out that on the morning of the wedding banquet, he suddenly fell ill, saying that his heart hurt, and it was gone in less than half an hour. After the death of my two husbands, everyone said that I was a broom star and a kaff, and as long as someone married me, it would not end well. Even my parents didn't like it. However, fortunately, there is an aunt of mine who married here from afar in this Fenghua Village, and she is very good to me, so I will come to this Fenghua Village. He opened this restaurant to make ends meet. ”

Alain spoke, tears faintly visible in the corners of his eyes. "When I came here, my aunt hid my true situation a little bit, and only told people that I came here after divorcing my husband. ”

Lang Mo sighed and said: "Maybe it's all a coincidence, you don't have to be sad, that's okay, you're still a yellow flower girl, that's a good thing, at least you haven't lost too much." ”

As soon as these words came out, Alan looked at him directly.

Principal Lang looked at it and said in his heart, it's troublesome.

Who knew that Alan was stunned for a while, couldn't help but burst into laughter, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you, you talk too funny, what's the use of saying this, everyone is gone, and you haven't lost anything, so how can it be considered a loss?"

"No, then I can't blame you, don't say these unhappy, ask you a question, why did you tell me this?"

"Because you're a college student, you're a reader. See more, know more. To be honest, I also need someone to speak my heart, you won't look down on me because of this, right? In Fenghua Village, you are the first to hear these words. ”

Lang Mo felt a little blocked in his heart, and said: "Alan, I don't believe in those nonsense things, don't believe those nonsense, what broom stars, what Kefu Xiang, it's all made up, if you want to blame, you can only blame your two husbands for not having this blessing." It's a drag on you, if there really are broom stars in this world, and the two bastards are serious broom stars, I'm mad at me!"

Lang Mo's words once again pulled Alain's depressed mood back a lot.

She asked, "My husband is gone, why are you angry, and what does this have to do with you?"

Lang Mo was speechless for a while: "Because, because we are friends, only friends can say what is in their hearts." In a word, Alain's heart warmed up.

"Thank you for treating me as a friend, go back, Principal Lang, you will be gossiped about when you are seen, you are still young and have a bright future. Although the folks here are very good, they also can't look down on the things between men and women that are not windy and shadowless, and sometimes, saliva can drown people. ”

Hearing Alan say this, Lang Mo had no choice but to pick up iodine wine, tidy up his clothes, and leave Xiaoyun Restaurant.

Before leaving, Lamour made a request, and he didn't want Alain to say thank you to him at every turn. Alain neither agreed nor refused, but just sent him away with a smile.

The next day, when the sun was high in the treetops, Lang Mo got up lazily, because Uncle Zhang's rice field had been harvested, and he was really sleepy, so he didn't need to get up so early. Even if he got up early, he didn't have anything to do?, after washing, he began to worry about the day's food again. If he can't help others, he is naturally embarrassed to eat mixed rice, but if he does it himself, his head will immediately dizzy when he thinks of the tedious and complicated cooking procedures. Standing at the door of the room for a long time, I don't know how to pass the long day today.

He came to the kitchen door listlessly, even if it was difficult to cook, he couldn't go hungry, he made a wise choice. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he found a large round red plastic cover on the stove. When I opened the hood, I saw a bowl of noodles, three fried eggs, a plate of dried radish, and a plate of mustard inside. Who sent it? The first thing that came to Lang Mo's mind was Alain. Picked up the chopsticks and hurriedly tasted a few bites of noodles, he smiled, yes, this noodle tasted exactly the same as the one he ate in Xiaoyun Restaurant the day before yesterday.

'Purr', he put the things Alain had brought, including the noodle soup, and the little foam that had fallen on the stove, and then he stopped. After breakfast, I wiped my mouth and lay down on the bed. The shadow of Alain appeared in his head again.

Just when he was thinking wildly, there was a voice at the door: "Principal Wolf, is Principal Wolf here?" Lang Mo went out to see, but it was a white-haired old woman, Lang Mo hurriedly asked: "Grandma, what are you looking for me?"

The old man: "Principal Wolf, that's the case, can you help me write a letter, I want to send a photo of my granddaughter to my son who is working in other places." ”

Lang Mo smiled when he heard this: "Of course you can! For such a trivial matter, Lang Mo divided five by two, and the old man thanked him and said: "Principal Wolf, I'm sorry for your trouble, I used to write to the old principal and Miss Alain, but they went out early this morning, and the old principal went to the rice field." Miss Alan went to the vegetable field, otherwise she wouldn't have bothered you, you are really a good person, but why do you have the surname wolf, such a strange surname, I really don't understand ...... old woman. "The old man kept chattering.

But Lang Mo didn't know what the old man was talking about. Because, when he heard the old man say that Alain had gone to the vegetable patch, there was only one thought in his big head: he was going too! He quietly asked the old man about the location of the vegetable patch, and then sent the old man home, and he slipped away to the vegetable patch in the village.

The principal of this elementary school made up his mind, since he liked someone, then chase after him hard, what kind of widow or nemesis he fucked with! As long as he likes it, but does Alain like him?

This question, the seventh feeling of the principal of the elementary school is, Alan seems, seems, seems to have some meaning to him, how much does it mean, he can't say it well, anyway, Alan doesn't hate it when he looks at him, his eyes are bright, frank and soft, and there is a hint of indescribable taste in the softness, as for what taste, the principal will not be able to describe it for a while, if he has to say it, it should be a little greasy, ridiculed in it, full of intimacy, yes, yes, the principal analyzes himself like this.

He was thinking about going to the vegetable patch to find her right now. He couldn't afford to delay a moment, this was a great opportunity, and he couldn't afford to miss it! Because he had always been a good seizing opportunity.