After seeing the familiar back of his sister-in-law Zhang Wan'er in the gap, Fan Ming was not in a hurry, sitting on a tree stump not far from the weaving workshop, looking at the gate from afar, quietly waiting for his sister-in-law to come out.

For this sister-in-law who looks like Xiaoqian, there is always a pimple in his heart, he can't face this sister-in-law who is only three or four years older than him, he has not taken the initiative to talk to her for half a month, but he can't help but have an impulse to protect her.

Estimating that the time was about a bag of cigarettes, the familiar and unfamiliar figure appeared at the gate, Fan Ming was about to greet him with joy in his heart, but after thinking about it, he stopped.

I don't know how there is always a sense of resistance in his heart, he doesn't dare to face her directly, he is afraid that he will not be able to help it.

There was still a slight light in the sky, which allowed him to clearly see the details of her every movement, and after saluting to a person, he set out on the way home with a handful of silk threads in his hand.

The figure walked farther and farther, and after turning a corner and stepping into a path, Zhang Wan'er disappeared from sight.

Fan Ming came to his senses and walked forward quickly.

The moment he turned the corner, his heart suddenly sank, because there was no trace of Zhang Wan'er on the straight road ahead, and a bad premonition floated in his heart.

This road leads directly to the home, and there is no other shortcut, how can a person suddenly disappear?

His sixth sense has always been very sensitive, especially for some emergencies, he carefully pulled out the firewood knife inserted in his back, and carefully searched around.

Sure enough, behind the firewood stack of a family on the side of the path, Fan Ming faintly heard a rustling sound, and tiptoed up quietly.

"Little lady, you are going to obey me today, I have endured it for many days!" A flirtatious and shrill voice sounded from behind the firewood, Fan Ming was startled, squatted down carefully, and listened quietly to what was happening.

"Big official, please give two more days of grace, and the slave family will definitely pay back the money!" This weak voice made Fan Ming's heart sink, it was his sister-in-law, Fan Ming immediately reacted to what was going on, and he was thinking about how to solve the current crisis in this way.

"If you have grace, when will it be?" The volume of the snarky voice was raised a few points.

The man's words seemed to hit Zhang Wan'er's sore spot, and he replied in that weak voice: "It only takes a few more days to receive the monthly money!" ”

"Whew!" The man laughed dryly, and the smile was full of teasing, "Little lady, in fact, I don't care about that money at all, as long as you obey me, maybe I can still give you flowers in the future!" ”

While the two were talking, Fan Ming had already quietly retreated to the path three hundred meters away.

It's not that he coaxed it, but he thought about it again and again, and decided to scare the man away openly, after all, it is natural to repay debts, and he is not familiar with the situation in the village now.

"Sister-in-law, where are you?" From afar, Fan Ming shouted, which was particularly harsh at the end of the night.

The moment she heard Fan Ming's voice, Zhang Wan'er seemed to have found the backbone of her heart, and in the face of this wolf-like eyes, the courage in her heart suddenly rose, and she flashed through the person's coercive sphere of influence, and promised loudly: "Wulang, is it you?" ”

The man was stunned by Fan Ming's voice for a while, coupled with his ill intentions, he didn't stop the little lady in front of him for a while, and when he tried to stop it, he found that it was too late.

I had no choice but to step out, and after seeing Fan Ming clearly, I snorted, "Fan Wulang, is your body thorough?" ”

Fan Ming took two steps forward, blocked Zhang Wan'er behind him, carefully looked at the person in front of him who looked as thin as a monkey, and immediately relieved himself, it turned out to be Hu San.

He heard Fan Qin mention that this person is a bastard, and there is a maternal uncle who is the elder of Qinghe Township (equivalent to the elder of a township and the director of the police station), although this Hu San has not done anything out of the ordinary, he is also full of fancy intestines, and often does some stealing chickens and dogs and seducing the little daughter-in-law in the township.

Holding back the anger in his heart, he smiled, "It's almost thorough, thanks to the care of the villagers, I'll pick up my sister-in-law back, my mother is still waiting, see you back!" ”

After speaking, he didn't look at Hu San again and walked in the direction of home, Zhang Wan'er trotted closely with broken steps, looked at the firewood knife in Fan Ming's hand Hu San opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of unwillingness.

After getting out of Hu San's line of sight, Fan Ming's footsteps gradually slowed down, and he reinserted the firewood knife in his hand into his belt, "How much did you borrow him?" ”

Zhang Wan'er lowered her head and bit her lip, and replied softly, "Five hundred wen." ”

Fan Ming didn't speak again, and continued to walk forward silently, but he had already made up his mind in his heart to start taking on the courage of this family, and he couldn't let the burden be put on a little woman, "Come back early in the future, I'll make money." ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Wan'er carefully glanced at Fan Ming's back, the little uncle seemed to be a different person since he woke up, and the little uncle who was quite close to her never took the initiative to say a word to her, but the feeling she felt more and more calm.

Is this a sign of a man's adulthood?

Thinking of this, her heart gradually became confused, and she accidentally stumbled under her foot and stumbled forward.

Just when she thought she was about to fall to the ground, a pair of hands that were not strong but powerful caught her, and when she looked up, she saw that it was the uncle, and her panicked heart was even more flustered, and she hurriedly struggled to stand up from Fan Ming's arms.

Fan Ming's heart was also fluctuating at this time, 'Xiao Qian''s pretty face was close in front of him, the soft feeling of the tentacles made his hands tremble slightly, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and it seemed extremely silent in the night, what was wrong?

"Let's go, it's night!"

The two of them didn't speak, and walked forward silently, bringing this wordless tacit understanding all the way to the house, until Fan Ming came to his senses when he saw the white-haired Fan Qin watching at the door, "Mother, we're back!" ”

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!" Fan Qin, like thousands of loving mothers, showed the brilliance of motherhood without reservation at the moment when her son returned safely, holding Fan Ming's hand, "Come in and wipe your face, my mother has already lived the noodles, let's eat them today!" ”

There was no oil lamp in the inner room, only the firewood in the big stove lit up this small room, Fan Qin scooped hot water for his son, and while asking, Zhang Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward to peel the dough from the board and make noodles into sheets to prepare for the pot, and the family maintained a harmonious atmosphere.

Fan Ming clearly felt that his treatment of this home was obviously different from the moment he first woke up, although it was still the same dilapidated, but there was an extra power of hope in it.