Kang Rourou covered her mouth and giggled, "Uncle Lang, you are so interesting." She didn't know what Lang Shuzhi was doing, so she didn't ask much.

Lang Shuzhi was embarrassed, so he changed the topic and said, "By the way, Rourou, how are your mother's feet?" It was the little white feet again, like a naughty elf, swishing into his mind, and Lang Shuzhi's face turned even redder.

After all, Kang Rourou is just a ten-year-old girl, she didn't expect so much, she just said: "It's much better, I don't dare to move around more, I'll let my mother rest." She handed the basket in her hand through the window, "Uncle Lang, this is the dumpling that my mother and I made, seeing that you haven't cooked at night, try our craftsmanship." "This is what Kang Jiaoniang did on purpose, to thank Erlang Shuzhi for his help yesterday, and the copper hammer family also sent a copy of it.

Lang Shuzhi wanted to refuse, but the hand was already stretched out disobediently.

"Your mother made it herself." He opened the bowl, and the white and tender dumplings were like little feet under the light last night, and his heart suddenly fluttered.

It was made by herself, the dumplings she wrapped for herself...... Lang Shuzhi's heart was warm, and he only felt that this was the most beautiful thing in the world.

Kang Rourou smiled, "Yes, it's my mother's bag, Uncle Lang, you eat slowly, I'll go back first." The little girl didn't go through the main door, but climbed over the small low wall, and the action was neat.

The copper hammer on the right called to her with a basket, "Rourou, I poured out the dumplings, and the bowl and basket are for you." He smiled and said, "I sent it to Uncle Lang too?" ”

Outside, Kang Rourou agreed, and the corners of Lang Shuzhi's upturned mouth gradually pursed. It wasn't a dumpling for me to wrap alone...... It feels like I've knocked over a five-flavor bottle, and it's a mess.

However, it was always her own handbag.

After eating a meal of dumplings with complicated thoughts, Lang Shuzhi brushed the bowl, and thought about it or went to the courtyard next door for an excuse.

He shouted at the gate in a decent manner, "Is Sister Kang at home?" "Fortunately, there are no people around here, otherwise Lang Shuzhi's face would definitely be even redder.

Kang Rourou came over, "Uncle Lang, you brought me a bowl, just call me a voice." Rourou came out. Lang Shuzhi had already entered the courtyard. "Ah, I'll take a look at your mother's feet by the way, you can't be careless when you break your feet."

"My mother is much better."

The two entered the house while talking, and Kang Jiaoniang was going down to the ground. One foot on the ground, one leg looking for shoes.

Lang Shuzhi saw the busy past and picked her up, "This foot is still injured, why is it moving." He didn't even think about it, he put the person on the kang with him. When I let go of my hand, I found that Kang Jiaoniang's face was flushed, and she suddenly blushed. "Right...... I'm sorry, I ...... I was so reckless. With that, he wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.

Kang Jiaoniang blushed and hung her head, and she didn't know where to put her hands, "No...... It's okay, you ...... You didn't mean to, either. She looked left and right and said something else, "Well, are the dumplings delicious?" After asking this, she wanted to bite her tongue off, which was not good, and it seemed too ...... Kang Jiaoniang didn't know what was going on with her. Why has it been awkward since last night, and looking at this little brother again seems to have changed his mind.

Lang Shuzhi subconsciously swallowed his saliva, "Okay...... Delicious. ”

Next to her, Kang Rourou covered her mouth, "Mother, Uncle Lang, you are not tired of talking like this." She asked Lang Shuzhi to sit and poured him another bowl of water, "Mother, Uncle Lang said to show you your feet again, didn't you say that your feet hurt when you ate just now?" Let Uncle Lang take a look. ”

Let Lang Shuzhi look at his feet?

Thinking of the scene last night, Kang Jiaoniang subconsciously retracted her feet, her eyes collided with Lang Shuzhi's unexpectedly, and their hearts were pounding at the same time.

Kang Rourou looked at Lang Shuzhi. looked at his mother again, "Mother, Uncle Lang, he will look at it, give it to him, otherwise it will be serious, and we will have to trouble Uncle Xu." ”

Even if Xu Lang is asked to look at his feet, he has to take off his socks. Thinking about it like this, Kang Jiaoniang's expression is much more natural.

"Then it's going to be troublesome Brother Lang." She hung her head and took off her socks. The moment the fair-skinned socks detached from her feet, Lang Shuzhi saw that the tips of her ears were clearly red.

This woman is really easy to be shy.

I don't know what's going on, Lang Shuzhi suddenly wants to spoil her like a little girl.

"The swelling has decreased, don't be careless, this medicine and wine have to be rubbed often." Holding the pale foot again, he skillfully massaged, and a hot current poured into Kang Jiaoniang's feet along his big hand, and her whole person trembled unconsciously, indescribable.

As if sensing her nervousness, he looked up, "Does it hurt?" "It's getting softer.

Kang Jiaoniang shook her head, it was not a question of whether it hurt or not, but ...... Looking at his young and powerful body, she inexplicably thought of Shen Zhiqiang, the man who gave her irreparable pain for the rest of her life. If she had met the man in front of her...... No, no, no, how can you think like this, I just left, a young man from other people, what is the difference between myself and those water-based poplar women.

She hung her head and pressed back on the thoughts she shouldn't have.

There is an end to time.

Lang Shuzhi reluctantly put down her feet, and Kang Jiaoniang hurriedly put on her socks, which made her feel a lot more relieved.

"Thank you, Brother Lang." She looked up again, already calm.

She is a divorced woman, and this is the case in this life, and she still thinks so much about what she has to do, and she is plain and funny. It's better to keep Rourou for a lifetime, and when Rourou gets married, she can help take care of the children, and wait for the day when she gets old...... There are ways to end herself, and she won't drag down her daughter after all.

How did Lang Shuzhi know that this woman had thought so much at this moment, and only felt that the gentle "Brother Lang" on weekdays sounded so harsh now.

He doesn't want to be her Lang brother, he wants to be her man.

But there are some things that can't be said.

"You're polite, we are neighbors, we all say that this distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, and we are all good friends with the Xu family brothers and Lin Xiao's sister, although there is no contact on weekdays, since we live in neighbors, we are acquaintances." He paused, since he couldn't change her name, he would change it. "You...... Don't be polite to me, I know it's not easy for you to live as a woman with a child, and I'm afraid of causing you trouble. Call me for something...... Or call it a copper hammer. Don't be too rusty. He wanted to call her by her name, but after all, he felt that it was too presumptuous.

Kang Jiaoniang has always been a sensitive woman, and listening to his slightly sad words, her heart hurts inexplicably.

"I don't mean anything else, and you don't think much about it." She spoke softly, "Since it has been said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, don't be polite to me if you have something in the future." (To be continued.) )