Shi Cheng left, and Uncle Yu gossiped to Ding Yi, "Xiao Ding, who is he?"

As soon as Ding glanced at the beads, the lie came as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Oh, cousin. ”

"Brother again?" Uncle Yu was surprised.

The one who often comes to find Xiaoding is not also her brother, he stays under the big tree over there and waits for people at every turn, if he doesn't know, he will drive people away, staring at the supply and marketing cooperatives all day and night, the ghost knows if he has ulterior motives.

Ding nodded, "It's not." ”

"Also surnamed Ding?"

"It's not. Ding Yi shook his head, "He is a relative of my grandmother's side, and the brother who often comes to me is a relative of my grandfather's side." ”

"Relatives quite Doha. ”

"Most of my relatives are gone, my relatives are precious, and those who can usually be contacted are moving around. But they're nice to me, you know, that distant brother comes and picks me up from work whenever he has time. ”

"That's right. "Come at least once every three days.

"That brother was good to me just now, I was a little uncomfortable, and he brought me breakfast early in the morning. ”

"Oh, this brother is good. Uncle Yu believed Ding Yi, didn't think much about it at all, and followed her words.

Ding Yi agreed, it's okay, anyway, being a master is quite conscientious, but I don't know when it will be able to become a teacher.

Hey, it's a headache when I talk about this, it's hard to get out of school, it's hard to get out of school.

"Xiao Ding, what's wrong with you, what's uncomfortable?" Uncle Yu asked with concern.

"Well, my head hurts a bit. Ding Yi is talking nonsense.

When Uncle Yu heard this, he hurriedly said, "It's windy outside." Why don't you go to the office and sit down for a while, do you have the key?"

"Yes. ”

On the first day she was transferred to Du Xingguo's subordinates, Xiao Pan gave her a key, and it was said that everyone should have a key, so as not to wait early.

Uncle Yu sighed at Ding Yi's back, Xiao Ding didn't have any close elders, no one cared about the headache and brain fever, looking at her thinness, a gust of wind could blow it away.

shouted at her back, "Xiao Ding, Lao Gao is already cooking, there are fried fritters in the morning, you go buy two first." ”

Ding Yi's eyes lit up, fritters?

I haven't eaten fritters for a long time, to be exact, fried things haven't been eaten for a long time, although there are large barrels of oil in the space, but she can't fry them, and those are what blended oils, different from the oil you usually eat, used to eating vegetable oil, not used to other flavors.

"Thank you, Uncle Yu, I'll go buy two, eat more vegetable oil and work hard. ”

I turned around and ran to the cafeteria.

Master Gao was sweating in front of the stove, thanks to the reason that he had a good relationship, Ding Yi stood at the door and shouted, and was soon called in.

Looking at the steaming golden fritters that had just come out of the pot, Ding Yi swallowed his saliva, "Master Gao, bring me two fritters." ”

"Okay. ”

Holding hot fritters and holding a lunch box, Ding Yi returned to the office and ate a loving breakfast.

Suddenly, the world was spinning.

Ding Yi fainted.

Shi Cheng walked home quickly, and Mrs. Shi was startled when she saw her grandson.

"Stone, when did you come back?"

"Last night. ”

"Where did you go early in the morning?"

Shi Cheng silently nosed, "Grandma, ask you something?"

"You say. ”

"What is good to eat for a stomachache?"

"You have a stomachache?"

"No, little ding. Shi Cheng glanced at him unnaturally.

Mrs. Shi was stunned, and then laughed.

Oops, the grandson has opened his mind.

That's a good thing.

"Drink more hot water, eat hot things, and touch less cold things......"

The old lady taught dutifully, Shi Cheng listened seriously, and no one expected that the protagonist in their mouth was falling to the ground.

……

Upper end.

Lower part to be continued.

Provided, of course, if the book is fine.

After receiving the editor's notice, the book was going to be overhauled, and after thinking about it, the overhaul would not be the book.

So, I insist.

I hope Ding Yi is okay.

。 m.