After one round and two more washes, she began to wring water one by one into the water, then put the basket in the river to rinse it with water, put the wrung clothes back into the basket, carried it with difficulty, and walked slowly towards the village like a snail.

After walking for a while, she turned her head to He Mingzhang and said, "Let's go, aren't you looking for Uncle Ma?" His house is next to my house, I'll take you there." ”

He Mingzhang smiled and said with some hesitation: "This time, you won't lie to me again, right?"

"She was ...... before No, I was joking with you before, and I won't lie to you this time. ”

Lin Xiaoman walked with difficulty carrying a basket like a small mountain, and when he reached the entrance of the village, he didn't ask He Mingzhang to help carry it like before.

In the end, He Mingzhang felt embarrassed and offered to help her carry it, but she also pushed and pulled and refused to carry the basket.

After He Mingzhang forcibly brought the back basket over and put it on his back, Lin Xiaoman kneaded his sore arm and walked home in small steps.

Because the back basket was also washed in water, when it was just carried on his body, the water soaked Lin Xiaoman's clothes, and the summer shirt was thin, which was a bit transparent.

He Mingzhang put down the basket after walking a few steps, took off his coat and draped it on Lin Xiaoman, and only wore a black vest and carried the basket on his back and continued to walk.

Lin Xiaoman stopped, turned his head to look at He Mingzhang, and asked weakly, "Why are you treating me well?"

He Mingzhang said with a smile: "Sometimes you don't need a reason to be good to people, you just need to be willing." ”

"Oh, I see. That, you, are you hungry or not, for a while, I'll bake a sweet potato for you to eat. The sweet potatoes I baked were delicious. ”

"Okay. He Mingzhang readily agreed. He finally saw that this Lin Xiaoman, who doesn't like to talk or look up at people, doesn't like to owe favors to others.

is not as cunning as Lin Xiaoman, who said that resources should be used rationally.

After Lin Xiaoman took He Mingzhang to the yard of Uncle Ma's house, he went to the dam to dry with his clothes on his back.

When she came back with the empty basket, she found that He Mingzhang was still standing in front of Uncle Ma's house.

"What's the matter?

"yes, the door is locked. ”

Lin Xiaoman hesitated, "Then you wait here, I'll go to the food group and ask for a sweet potato to come to Uncle Ma's house to roast and eat for you." Uncle Ma's stove room is stoveed, and the door is often not closed, do you want to go into the stove room and sit and wait?"

Lin Xiaoman's roasted sweet potatoes are glutinous and sweet, the skin is charred and tender, and He Mingzhang is full of praise for eating them.

"The craftsmanship is good, but this sweet potato is too small. After He Mingzhang finished eating, he was still a little unsatisfied.

Lin Xiaoman rubbed his swollen and white hands soaked in the river water, and said embarrassedly: "The food group has a number of grains, and I only need such a small strip." ”

After sitting for a while, Uncle Ma came back with a cane.

Seeing the kitchen door open, he stood in the courtyard and shouted, "Xiaoman, come and help me." The turtle son of the green head deliberately tripped and wanted to rob me of my prosthetic leg to play, this bad boy, it's really getting worse and worse. ”

Lin Xiaoman trotted out and helped Uncle Ma up the steps, and He Mingzhang followed closely behind.

When Uncle Ma saw He Mingzhang, he squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, and then asked, "Who are you from Political Commissar Ning?"

"I'm her son. This time, I came to convey her words. She asked me to tell you that sometimes, it is always more meaningful for a person to live than to die. She regrets doing that for you back then, and if you regret it too, she can help you correct it in time. ”