"Ahh I could hear the voice of an old woman.

Jian Yan sounded a little uncomfortable, and was about to ask the murderer around him.

"Squeak-squeak!" the old wooden door of the back door was pushed open, and "Tuoda-Tuoda-" rang out with heavy footsteps.

"Don't stand too close to watching TV! Look blind with your eyes!" said a middle-aged man covered in mud standing under the patio.

nodded fiercely, took a few steps back very reluctantly, sat on the bamboo chair, held the remote control in both hands, and swayed back and forth, left and right with both feet. A moment later, there was the sound of "smack-s-sss It is similar to the principle and device of Ye Feng's family for drawing water.

"Who is that? "Who is that? How fierce?" Jian Yan glanced at the person outside the middle hall, and saw that the person did not need money after drawing buckets of water, and poured them on the fresh lotus roots, and the excess water slid into the square ditch with the smooth floor tiles. So he asked in a low voice.

"My uncle!" stared at the colorful TV embedded in the cupboard, as if he had been immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

"Oh!" Jian Yan nodded, dragging his cheeks and watching TV with the murderer, the children's channel morning cartoon, and from time to time there were one or two sneering voices from the two.

"Uhhh

Jian Yan turned his head and glanced at the murderer, but the other party didn't seem to have any reaction.

A little, according to a simple sentence that could not contain his curiosity, asked: "Fierce, who is in the back room?

"That's my grandmother. She always likes to talk nonsense!" replied fiercely, as if he was not surprised.

"Oh!" said Jianyan.

"Uhhh

There was another sound of "smack-smack-smmmm" from the patio, and I don't know how long it took to be immersed in the cartoon.

"Click-click-" It was the sound of the wooden bench hitting the ground.

Jian Yan's ears were sharp, and he heard it at once, and turned his head to look, only to see an old woman in a flower armor leaning on a high bench with her own height with her hands and struggling to come out of the back room.

The old woman's hands as old as old bark were propped up by the door, her head was full of silver hair, her face was full of wrinkles, and the threshold of the inner room seemed to be a little high, and it was very difficult to step over. Jian Yan was about to walk over to help, but he glanced at the murderer and stopped talking.

"Fierce!"

"Eh!" he replied, his eyes still fixed on the TV, as if he were deaf ears.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Well, I ate it!"

In the middle of the answer, Jian Yan was surprised to see the old woman walking out slowly against the door, leaning her back against the door, and slowly sat down along the chair around the corner.

"Why don't you come out?!! don't you go back and lie down?" The fierce uncle also saw it, his face changed, and he didn't stop cleaning the lotus root, but scolded in a rough voice.

"Uhhhh Sitting in a chair, with his hands on the high bench, his cloudy eyes looking at everything around him. Touching his face, straightening his silver hair, and after a while, he used his toothless mouth to say "uh-uh-" nonsense, sometimes clear, sometimes chaotic, and after a moment it was quiet again.

Jian Yan glanced at the time, didn't know when it was already noon, and got up and planned to go home for dinner.

"Fierce, have you eaten lunch?"

"Ahh

"Then I'll play later, I'll go home for dinner!"

"Oh!"

Jian Yan was about to get up when a short and stocky woman in her fifties and sixties walked in through the door. Seeing the murderer, he asked, "Murderer, let's eat lunch here!"

"Oh!" nodded fiercely.

In short, I know that it is a barefoot doctor in the village and a fierce grandmother, and I saw it last time in the clinic. In short, there is an impression that Yinfeng is very famous in the local area. Not only is she the only doctor in the village, but she is also the women's director of the village.

"Then I'll go first!" said Jane again

"Okay, I'll come back in the afternoon!" said a fierce laugh.

Jian Yan stood up, and a crisp voice came from the back door, "Brother——! mother has called you home for dinner!"

"I'm here to eat!" replied loudly.

"Knock knock-" The brisk footsteps sounded, "Are you watching TV again?Do you know that you are blind? Hurry! Come back in the afternoon!" The girl with a head taller than the murderer and a little freckles on her face stood in front of the fierce eyes, and the fierce snatched the remote control in the murderer's hand, and took the murderer's hand and was about to go back.

"I'm going to eat here!" said the fierce and coquettish.

"Zhuzhu, you're also ready to eat here!The meal is almost ready," Yinfeng, who had started to cook the food, shouted from the back room when he heard the voice coming from the middle hall.

"No, grandma, my mother's meal is ready, call my brother home to eat!" Zhuzhu replied decently.

"Obedient! hurry up!" Zhu Zhu pulled down his face, made a hard look, and whispered.

"Oh!" nodded with a sad face, and his ass reluctantly moved his nest.

......

After saying goodbye to the murderer in a nutshell, he had left this spacious, old, wooden old house of the former landlord's family for many years.