Alain's vegetable field was very large, with two or three acres of land, and it took the two of them a morning to complete such a small vegetable field. Although Lang Mo only dared to be responsible for pulling weeds, he also felt back pain after squatting on the ground for several hours, pulling out like an old hen pecking rice.

He asked, 'Alain, why do you have to grow so many vegetables, are you busy by yourself?'

Stretching his waist, Alan said: "Do you think I am willing to grow so many vegetables! Countrymen are no better than you city people, and some vegetable farmers will send them to the vegetable market, and countrymen generally grow their own vegetables to eat." Besides, there are almost 20 kilometers in the township of this Fenghua Village, and the township is a polder day every three days, and only when you are in the market can you buy vegetables, if you have to go to the township to buy vegetables every time, then I can't open this restaurant? Not to mention that the road is still so far away, and it is difficult to walk, and it takes several hours to go back and forth. Who's going to be able to afford it?"

Lang Mo kept nodding, indeed, Uncle Farmer is not easy!

When it was almost twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Alain wiped the sweat on his face and said, "It's too hot in the vegetable field, it's time to rest, otherwise it's easy to get heat stroke." ”

At this time, Lang Mo was most willing to hear this sentence, and he was already so hot that he almost stuck out his tongue and gasped: "In this case, let's go back quickly." ”

"No, if we go back like this, we will definitely be gossiped about when we are seen. Alain said.

"What are we not doing, what are we afraid of?" Lang Mo was puzzled.

"We didn't do anything, but others didn't, and if we were seen together, they would think we were doing something?" replied Alain.

"Don't think it's so complicated, we really didn't do anything!" Lang Mo finished, and suddenly said: "How do I think this is like a tongue twister, what' we did and didn't do anything," I also felt a little dizzy. ”

Wait for Lang Mo to touch the back of his head and finish these words. Alain burst out laughing. After laughing, her face suddenly turned a little red. Because she realized that she had just said the wrong thing. Lang Mo also seemed to figure out the mystery, so, in order to prove his pure thoughts, he grinned and wanted to explain: "Alain, we are weeding, and we really didn't do anything, right?"

Who knew this sentence, which made Alain even redder: "Damn it! Big bad wolf! Don't say tongue twisters here." Let's cool off under the tree next to our vegetable patch!"

Lang Mo smiled secretly, following Alan like a fart, although the countryside is poor, there are many trees and the water is clear. There's no comparison in the city.

The two came to a big osmanthus tree, Lang Mo: "If we don't go back, what will we eat at noon?"

Alain pointed to the ground, where a small aluminum-skinned lunch box was lying next to the roots of a tree. Lang Mo smiled: "It turns out that you brought food! It's just that this lunch box is so small, how can it be enough for the two of us to eat." ”

"You glutton, I'll give it to you, I'll stop eating it!"

"How can we do that, or one and a half of us?"

"That's good, one and a half. ”

When eating, the problem came again, there was only a pair of chopsticks and two mouths, what should I do? Lang Mo smiled cheekily: "One mouthful?"

Alan glared: "I see that you are really a big bad wolf! I think it is beautiful! I will eat half of it first, and then I will give it to you later!" After finishing speaking, she ate alone regardless of Lang Mo, and soon, she only ate a small half, and then gave the lunch box to Lang Mo.

For Lang Mo's age, the amount of food is the best time, so he took the lunch box, gobbled it up, and finished the meal in a few bites. I touched my belly, but my stomach didn't seem to bulge at all, it was still deflated, and I grunted a few times,

looked at Lang Mo's funny movement. Alain seemed to have something in mind. She took Lang Mo to a vegetable field full of vines, and said to Lang Mo, "I'll give you the wind and dig two potatoes out." ”

Lang Mo: "Whose family is this?"

"From the fat aunt's house at the entrance of the village. ”

"Well, then, if that's the case, wouldn't we be thieves without the consent of others?"

"Stealing your ghost, this is called digging, not stealing, hurry up!" Alain pointed at Rangmo's head with her orchid and shot back.

"Okay, it's just two potatoes. What if someone sees him?" Principal Lang thought about it and let it go! However, he was still a little hesitant to really do it, after all, he was a people's teacher, a model for others, and besides, he had never done such a thing before!

"Scholars are verbose, few people usually come to the vegetable field at noon, you hurry up and dig it! Hurry up, you are so timid.....

So under the pressure and guidance of Alain, he found the two largest vines, grabbed the vegetable vines, and then lifted them up with all his strength. I only heard a slight 'tearing' sound in the mud, and two potatoes as big as a teapot were lifted. Picking up the potatoes, Lang Mo was about to speak, when Alan exclaimed: "It's not good!

As soon as he heard that someone was coming, although Lang Mo was bold, he was young after all, and he was doing this sneaky thing, his head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't think of a way to deal with it all of a sudden. Seeing this, Alan hurriedly ran to him, took his hand, and as soon as he turned around, he slipped into the dense green supports in those vegetable fields. They had just hidden. I saw a middle-aged woman with a figure like a bucket on the ridge of the vegetable field, humming a song and swaying along the ridge to the vegetable field.

After the fat aunt came to the vegetable field, she walked to the center of the vegetable field, bent down and picked up a winter, then patted it on the winter melon, listened to the sound, and then picked up the winter melon and was about to leave. Seeing this, Alan said to himself: "Amitabha, Amitabha, million, million, don't let her see the dug potatoes....."

Lang Mo asked quietly: "What, this fat aunt is very powerful?"

"She, she's the number one shrew in Fenghua Village, no one dares to mess with her?" Alan turned his head and whispered to Lang Mo. "Then since you know that she is powerful, why do you still mess with her" "Because only their family has potatoes!"

At this time, behind the bracket, the two of them were almost next to each other, like scouts who captured prisoners in battle, lying side by side on the muddy floor, this was the closest Lang Mo had ever been to Alain, and the body fragrance on Alain's body poured into the principal's nose one by one, and he could even feel Alain's heartbeat.

He was praying, hoping that the fat aunt would stay a little longer, so that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity could be extended for a while, even for a few seconds.

As a result, his sincere prayer finally worked, and the fat aunt found the two stolen potatoes. She put down the winter melon and looked around, but there was nothing unusual. But she didn't want to do it, and began to curse the street to the sky: "Which thief who has been stabbed a thousand times and can't die well stole my sweet potatoes, who is it? If you have a kind of it, you will come out, or you will retract it into your bastard mother's belly, so as not to be embarrassed! Dare to steal my sweet potato, I will let him eat it rotten intestines, let him have a child, let him have a ...... of cancer." The latter words are even more inaudible. Lang Mo wanted to rush out, but when he thought that he was a principal and had to be a teacher, if he went out like this, how would he see people and how would he be a teacher, so he was afraid that he would immediately roll up and go home. He had no choice but to shake his head again and again, and said helplessly: "It's too uneducated, it's too impolite! Why is it so unqualified? Isn't it just two potatoes, and there's no need to curse people like this, right?"

The fat aunt scolded for a long time, but she felt that the scolding was enough to be enjoyable, so she picked up the winter melon and left the vegetable field. The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Lang Mo: "How does she know that his potatoes were stolen, aren't there a lot of voles in this field!"

"Voles, voles are stolen by burrowing, who has ever seen a vole steal like this, besides, when you dig potatoes, you bring out the fresh soil, of course she knows that her things are still stolen, and she has just stolen them, that's why she scolds the street like this!"

"I see, it seems that her quality is not low!

"Eat, why don't you eat? She scolded her, I eat mine, what does it matter. Scolding and scolding, isn't it scolding herself? Scolding the streets in the countryside is a normal thing. If someone steals from me, maybe I'll scold them too. It's just that I scolded gently. ”

After speaking, he took a potato, tore the skin, and opened his mouth to gnaw it. After listening to Alain's words, Lang Mo felt a little funny: "That's right, she can't scold us, eat!"