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If this is the case, then the blessings accumulated by Lin Lan's mother and son are enough to enjoy for a lifetime. But the fact is that those who suffer and those who are arrogant gain benefits; The law-abiding dynasty is depressed, and the strong beam sings happily every night.

Lin Lan helped Ge Wang into the house without half a word of blame. The palm prints on the face can be seen clearly by a clear-eyed person, how could it be a fall.

He understood that Ge Wang's family was afraid that he would be sinned, and the big thing would turn into a small matter.

Ge Lao is disrespectful to the old, and a group of so-called uncles and aunts of the family turn a blind eye and have no justice, so Lin Lan will naturally seek justice herself!

If it was Lin Lan a month ago, it is estimated that she would have hugged her mother and cried at this time. However, as Lin Lan, who is a young man in Yangzhou, if he can swallow this breath, then he will not be called Lin Lan!

In the next ten days, Lin Lan never went out for half a step except to go to the village to fetch water and pick vegetables in the field. Squatting on the threshold all day grinding something.

Ge Wangshi saw that something was wrong, so he asked, "Lan'er, what are you doing here?" ”

Lin Lan smiled: "Mother, don't ask more." ”

Ge Wang's face was sad.

It was also a last resort to marry Ge Sanquan. Lin Lan knew that for more than ten years, Ge Sanquan had never touched the Ge Wang family, and he regarded Lin Lan as his own, respected the Ge Wang family as a guest, and the family was also harmonious.

Since Ge Sanquan fell off the shelf as a bricklayer, became ill, and finally died, the life of Lin Lan's mother and son has been worse day by day.

"Your father had a will before he died, and the fields were all left for our mother and son to live by, and now ......"

Although Ge Wang's temperament is arrogant, but after all, he is a woman, if he was replaced by other women, he would have committed suicide by throwing himself into the river with a drag oil bottle and being penniless. It is not easy to pull Lin Lan up with hard work.

Lin Lan straightened up, fiddled with the gadgets in her hand towards the sun, and asked, "Speaking of which, mother, it's been more than ten years, and you still refuse to tell me, who is that hand-shaking shopkeeper?" ”

"Don't say that about your father!" Ge Wang's face tightened, as if Lin Lan had violated the only pure land in her heart.

Thinking that his wife was also an infatuated seed back then, she had been infatuated for so many years, and she was still guarding her unreliable father like jade, so she waved her hand and said, "Don't talk about pulling it down." ”

Ge Wang's eyes were dull, and after half a sound, he saw Lin Lan grinding things by himself, so he said, "Your father's name is Lin Ruhai, and he is a good person." With that, he turned and went back to the back room.

Lin Lan straightened her waist, squinted her eyes, and thought for a long time, "Lin Ruhai? Looks like I've heard it somewhere. ”

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Leisure time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it is the beginning of autumn.

Lin Lan squinted and walked on the ridge, looking at the so-called cousin of the family who was harvesting medium rice in his own field, and said with a smile: "Seventh Uncle has a good harvest?" ”

"Okay. This year's rain is abundant, and when Ming'er takes off the chaff, I will send it to you and your mother. ”

"Then thank you Uncle Seven." Lin Lan smiled, but after passing through the ridge, the smile on his face disappeared. Tian was originally his own, but his father died, bullying their orphans and widows, and several families he knew took the opportunity to take advantage of them.

Uncle Seven's family took the opportunity to occupy a few acres of land for themselves, saying that they were helping to take care of it, but in fact, everyone knew that the rice in the pockets of Lin Lan's mother and son every year was tight, and they could only drink rice soup during the New Year's holidays. The third uncle of the clan took a bamboo forest behind the house as his own, and made a nonsense reason, saying that it was a debt owed by Ge Sanquan before his death, and he wanted to use the forest as a mortgage, so he took it away with his own words.

In the past, "Lin Lan" was cowardly, but now, those who dare to stand on Lin Lan's head and must also weigh their own weight!

He squatted under the big locust tree, waiting for someone to arrive. He had already said that it was not over. Now that more than half a month has passed, the people in the village think that the smoke has disappeared, and even his own wife has turned the page, and he has not forgotten it. What a damn old dog did for a lack of morality.

"Here we are." He stood up and looked into the distance.

The old man of the Ge family who slipped out of the village, wearing a sweatshirt at the beginning of autumn, holding a little straw pole in his hand, ran towards the dung pit in the village. Ge Yenian naturally has a commode at home, but in addition to being famous, Lao Immortal is also famous, that is, squatting pits. I am not used to using my commode, so I have to go to the smelly dung pit to relieve myself.

Unlike others, Ge Yenian squatted in the pit, standing on the dung tank with two feet, like a bald old rooster, and liked to roar loudly when he was in the depths, which was also a well-known strange thing in the village.

Lin Lan saw the old rooster standing on top of the dung tank from a distance, so he smiled and said: "Old thing, bad things are absolutely done, and it's normal that you can't pull it out, but don't slip the soles of your feet into the dung pit." ”

Seeing Lin Lan so sarcastic, Ge Yenian had nothing to fear, "The old man has been standing proudly in the tank for decades, and when he was young, he squatted for half an hour, but now that he is old, the kung fu of a few sticks of incense is still no problem, and you don't need to worry about it." Let's think about where to live with your wife after the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

Lin Lan smiled and walked over from the side, "You have only stood in the dung tank in your old life." The flies in that vat can't compare to you. I still have to find Ah Liu and them to gamble for money, you can enjoy it. ”

"Loser, even if the old man takes that girl, he will definitely expel you bastard from the house! Is my son so good? ”

Lin Lan scolded with him there, and sneered: "Don't you can't hold on, you can't hold on, you can't lift your pants and run away without a stick of incense." ”

Seeing that Lin Lan was far away, Ge Yenian continued to squat on the dung tank, standing there with two feet like eagle claws, and continued to scream.

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"Ahh

Lin Lan, who had just finished shaking the dice, wiped his nose and said, "Six-six-six, the leopard will be killed!" ”

He hugged the dozens of dollars on the table, glanced at the idle bastards in the village, and said, "Are you scolding me?" ”

"Oh, Lin Lan. As for what, what's there to curse you for a dozen dollars. Have you ever seen a gambling house in Yangzhou City, that guy, the nobles in it are all gambling with snowflakes and silver, and that guy is called exciting. Alas, you kid haven't seen him for a few days, why have you changed as a person, your luck is so strong, you have won a hundred dollars, what's the matter, please have a few drinks? ”

Lin Lan blocked the hand that came over and said with a smile: "Okay." The fifty yuan, the brothers took it to drink the pot, and the younger brother still has something to do in this family, so I won't accompany him, see you later. ”

Lin Lan understood that if he didn't let out some blood, he would want to go out in this small field.

Seeing Lin Lan putting the money into the money pendant one by one, several village bastards murmured behind their backs while beckoning them to come and play: "This is an evil door." Why is this kid so lucky? Is it that people who have almost drowned are all great disasters and will have blessings if they don't die? ”

A copper plate in Lin Lan's hand was always flipped rhythmically.

As he was about to leave, there was a bang, a deafening sound.

"Yo, what kind of red and white thing is this, putting such a loud cannon battle."

"I don't know, Lin Lan, let's go, let's take a look."

Lin Lan smiled like a flower, "Okay." ”