Lin Ziwei couldn't cry or laugh, and straightened the ice car on his back to make it more comfortable, so he looked at Lin Zijin helplessly, but he was not angry.

"Sister, let's just talk about playing, how can we really not go, but don't worry, the ice on the sea at this time is frozen hard, and you will definitely not be able to fall in!"

He paused, and seemed to feel that he couldn't do what he had promised, and he was a little sorry.

But he didn't want to give up the right to play in Haizi, so he said with a little embarrassment: "Sister, don't worry, when the weather is warmer and the ice becomes thinner, I will definitely not go to Haizi again, you can rest assured!"

While Lin Zijin was anxious, he was more in a warm mood.

She was in a hurry, so that her brother lost face in front of the whole village and her friends, isn't the normal reaction of a child annoyed and angry, but this little kid not only did not turn his face, but explained to her, and reassured her.

Seeing that this beautiful and powerful sister didn't speak, several bold children also helped to reassure: "Sister, it's really okay on the sea now, the ice is thick, and it definitely can't fall!"

"Yes, sister, Haizi is so cold, I don't believe you can follow us to have a look!"

At this time, the adults who watched the excitement also figured out the origin of the matter, and someone smiled and helped Lin Ziwei: "Yes, girl, don't worry, there is no danger on Haizi's side at this time." ”

"Yes, we were pushing the reeds a few days ago, and the ice was freezing thick!"

There are also young people who sighed: "Cough, there is nothing to play in our village, there is still a little fun by the sea, and it is quite pitiful to not let the children play, and stay at home all day!"

An old man glared at him: "This is very pitiful, it would be good to have enough to eat! If you have nothing to do, you can weave reed curtains and rub hemp rope at home, and you can exchange it for two dollars! You dolls, you know how to play!"

Braiding reed curtains and rubbing hemp rope are the only side jobs that Luo Bu Village can do at home, and the hemp rope can be taken to the supply and marketing cooperatives to exchange for some daily necessities such as salt, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Another kind of reed curtain weaving is the same, and the reed curtain is handed over to the brigade, which can also be used to distribute the grain.

During the long winter, the men of Luobu Village usually rub hemp rope or weave reed curtains at home, while the women do some needlework, dismantle and wash clothes, and collect shoe soles.

The young man did not want or dare to argue with the old man, and turned his head into the crowd.

Lin Ziwei, the protagonist of the incident, didn't notice that others were upset for him, but just looked at Lin Zijin with a sincere expression, hoping that his sister could understand his helplessness.

Lin Zijin felt sad for a while, yes, the winter in N Province is long, and the children don't have any toys, so they can only go to Haizi to skate on the ice skate, do you really let Weiwei rub the hemp rope at home?

It seems that the way to prevent Lin Ziwei from going to Haizi will not work, and if he can control his people and his heart, he still has to find another way to do this.

Lin Zijin smiled, patted Lin Ziwei's shoulder, helped him straighten his cotton hat, and gently admitted his mistake: "Okay, it's to blame my sister for not thinking about this, you go play with them, pay attention to safety!"

"Okay!" Lin Ziwei saw that she was not angry, jumped up happily, and waved his hand: "Little ones, go to the side of the sea!"

A group of children dragged the iron hammer and ran away laughing and laughing, and the crowd of onlookers also dispersed, turned around and continued to watch the performance.

Lin Zijin watched his younger brother disappear behind the wall of a family's red willow courtyard, turned his head, and met a pair of glowing eyes.

Feng Qian's eyes seemed to be shining, and he looked up slightly at this fair-skinned and delicate but very "powerful" big sister in the city.

She was unlike any girl he had ever seen.

Her skin was whiter than that of the girls in the village, and her accent was different, her voice was soft and waxy, and she always had a slightly nasal voice when she said the last word.

She was very "fierce", and she immediately lifted the little demon king Lin Ziwei, but she was very gentle, and when she found out that she was wrong, she immediately apologized to Lin Ziwei, and she was not afraid of losing face in front of so many people.

It's like his mother, obviously she has already bumped into the bad things she did, but she pretends to be fine, scolds him, and beats him!

Thinking of his mother, Feng Qian's face immediately pulled down, his eyes became gloomy, and he turned around and left.

Lin Zijin watched his expression change, knowing that he must have thought of something bad.

The two have been husband and wife for more than 20 years in their previous lives, and she knows too much about his small movements and expressions, but she doesn't know what he thinks, and his expression changes so quickly.

However, maybe because he is still young and can't hide his thoughts, that's why he reveals it so obviously, she remembers that in his previous life, he was very good at hiding his thoughts, and only people who are extremely familiar with him can see it.

Seeing Feng Qian's gloomy expression and turn to leave, Lin Zijin hesitated in place for a long time, and was about to go back, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Feng Qian stopped, with a little smile on his side face, talking to a girl.

The winter sun shone on the young men and women, and although the men were dressed in ill-fitting, patched clothes, they stood up straight, with a sincere smile on their faces, and a touch of pride.

The girl has a slender figure, a clean smile, and looks up at the boy slightly.

It looks unexpectedly harmonious and beautiful.

However, Lin Zijin's heart twitched, and the girl turned out to be Lin Zijiao!

Lin Ziwei's unjust case and Lin Zijiao's marriage are the biggest heart disease since Lin Zijin crossed over.

Just experienced that Lin Ziwei didn't listen to the dissuasion to go to Haizi to play, and immediately saw Lin Zijiao and Feng Qian talking, Lin Zijin's heart was in a ball, and the only thought was that he couldn't let them know !!

No, they already know each other!

You can't let Feng Qian and Zijiao get together, and you can't let Feng Qian and Zijiao get married!

Lin Zijin completely forgot that Lin Zijiao is only a ten-year-old child now, and there are at least ten years left before he gets married and starts a family.

All kinds of dirty things about Feng Qian in her previous life flashed in her heart, and a voice echoed wildly in her heart: They must be stopped, Zijiao and Feng Qian must not be allowed to contact, and they must not be allowed to fall in love and get married!

This damn fate was waiting for her here!

Lin Ziwei is only eight years old now, and it is impossible for him to have anything to do with the rape and murder case for the time being.

Lin Zijiao, although she is only ten years old, there is a beautiful-sounding idiom in Huaxia, called childhood sweethearts!!

Fuck your childhood sweethearts!

Lin Zijin cursed in his heart, and subconsciously spread his thin legs and ran over quickly, trying to separate them, not wanting to do so at all, there was no point at all.

In the dark, she seemed to hear the voice of fate sighing, useless, even if they are separated now, what about later?

After only a few steps, Lin Zijin collided with a half-grown girl who appeared in an oblique thorn and almost fell.

The girl didn't hit lightly, but she reacted quickly, carefully supported Lin Zijin, and saw Lin Zijin's anxious look, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Lin, are you okay?"