The white hand had already prepared, and as soon as the slap arrived, his head tilted and he dodged.

Slap, the slap actually hit the tall man in the face.

"Punch me." Thin people also came to join in the fun.

The white hand took a step back, and the thin man's fist brushed his clothes.

With a bang, the fist slammed into the fat man's chest.

The guys were shocked and looked at each other.

The tall man asked, "Who are you?" ”

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, the white hand of Baicun."

The fat man sighed, "Ma Xiaolu, Brother Ma's friend is white-handed? ”

"Yes, Ma Xiaolu Ma Ge is my friend."

The water washed the Dragon King Temple, and if you don't fight, you don't know each other, this tall, fat and thin guy is actually a friend of Ma Xiaolu.

are all people who are not doing their jobs, and they met Ma Xiaolu by chance, and later followed Ma Xiaolu to sell all kinds of tickets and make a little money to spend.

However, they haven't done this business yet, unlike buying and selling from scratch.

They were the downline of Ma Xiaolu's development, and after the tickets were collected, they were not sold in the market, but handed over to Ma Xiaolu.

It's not a family, and if you don't enter a family, your white hands smell a little like them, and they quickly become one.

exchanged names and had a good conversation until the movie ended.

The funny thing is that the white hand forgot what the guy's surname was and where he lived.

After the two movies were played, it was past nine o'clock in the evening, and Bai Shou and Tong Qingqing said goodbye to Li Weihong and were busy rushing back.

Tonight the moonlight is bright, the night road is not dark, the sky is not too cold, it is a good time to walk.

"Brother Hand, are you going to go slower?"

"Oh, I'll slow down."

"Brother Hand, I'm afraid when I go behind."

"Then you go ahead."

"But, I can't see the clear way."

"So, what then?"

"You're stupid."

I thought about it with my white hands, isn't it just walking side by side, it's easy to do.

But the road in this field is not wide enough, only one and a half meters, and it is full of potholes, which will inevitably bump and bump.

Besides, spring ploughing has begun, and the road is narrower with ditches on one side and irrigated rice paddies on the other.

"Brother Hand, don't touch me all the time."

"I didn't touch you."

"You touched me."

"Qingqing, you touched me."

"You touched me."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

You can't reason with a woman, the old captain said this, and he thought to himself, but Qingqing is a girl, not a woman.

The white hand had to walk as close to the side of the road as possible.

However, Tong Qingqing's feet were crooked, and he knocked on the arm of the white hand again.

"Ahh Tong Qingqing's body shook and fell towards the paddy field on the side of the road.

The white hand hurriedly reached out and grabbed Tong Qingqing's arm and pulled her back.

Tong Qingqing held the white hand with his backhand.

"Qingqing, are you alright?"

"Brother Hand, it's safer this way."

"I'm left-handed, or am I right-handed?"

"The left hand is good."

It's good to hold hands, white hands.

You can't walk quietly, you have to take the initiative to speak, and you can't always let Qingqing take the initiative.

"Qingqing, you seem to be a little unhappy."

"Well, not happy."

"Why are you upset?"

"Brother hand, guess."

"The movie isn't good?"

"It's not."

"Oh, don't guess, please reveal the answer directly."

"It's all because of you."

"Me? What's wrong with me? ”

"You made mistakes, you made four mistakes."

Wow, the white hand was almost scared into the gutter.

The ferry arrived.

The boundary on the other side of the river is Majia Village of Chentong Commune, and beyond Majia Village is Bai Village.

Walk to the river with white hands and pull the rope and pull the ferry boat parked on the opposite bank.

When the ferry arrived, he led Tong Qingqing to the boat with his white hands.

When he arrived on the other side, his white hand was a little open, and he didn't let go after holding Tong Qingqing's hand.

"Qingqing, now you can talk about my mistakes."

"I said, Brother Hand, don't be angry."

"Definitely not angry, resolutely not angry."

"The first mistake is that you didn't watch the movie seriously. The second mistake is that you didn't watch a movie with me. The third mistake is that you made three friends who didn't make a mess. The fourth mistake is that you let Li Weihong see your hands, and you let her touch your hands. ”

Bai Shou thought for a while and said sincerely: "Qingqing, I admit the first three mistakes, and I will resolutely correct them. But this fourth mistake, I only accept half of it. ”

"Brother Hand, tell me your reasons."

"You think, if you don't tell Li Weihong, Li Weihong won't know. Li Weihong didn't know, so he wouldn't ask to see my hand. Besides, she's your friend, and she asks to see it, so I don't want to let her see it. ”

"Hmph, I said yes, but I just can't let her see it, do you understand this truth?"

The white hand doesn't understand, but the mouth says, "I understand, I understand." Qingqing, you are right in your criticism, this mistake is all mine. ”

"Sincerely?"

"Absolutely, sincerely."

Tong Qingqing smiled.

My aunt and grandmother, it's really hard to wait, and I breathed a sigh of relief with my white hands.

However, the aunt and grandmother soon began to behave again.

"Brother Hand, I can't walk."

"Oh, let's sit down and rest."

"It's too late, it's not stopping."

"So, what then?"

"You think of a way, I don't care."

Bai Shou really thought about it, "Or, or I'll carry you on my back?" ”

"Brother Hand, you're so smart."

Tong Qingqing walked behind Bai Shou, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he jumped on the back of Bai Shou, and his two arms wrapped around Bai Shou's neck.

The white hand did not dare to disobey, so he could only move forward with a heavy load while complaining bitterly in his heart.

Lao Tzu has been working all day, and he is too tired to do it, and now he has to pretend to be a grandson, carrying Tong Qingqing, who is seventy or eighty pounds, what is this called.

Tong Qingqing was both happy and relaxed.

"Brother Hand, I found that in the past year, you have regressed except for your bad studies."

"Qingqing, please criticize me, urge me, and spur me as you did in the past, and I will work hard to correct and improve."

"But, I'm studying in the county, and you're in Baicun, how can I urge you?"

"yes, what should I do?"

"Brother Hand, you write to me."

"Qingqing, let's discuss, don't write a letter, can we use other methods?"

"Well, aren't you in the business of collecting tickets? Anyway, you will go to the county seat, and if you go in the future, you will come to me and report to me your thoughts. ”

"This one does. Qingqing, I will definitely report to you often on the movements of my thoughts. ”

"It's decided?"

"It's settled."

"Hang on the hook and keep it the same for a hundred years."

carried Tong Qingqing into the village with her white hand, and was going to send her to the village teacher Ding, but Tong Qingqing changed her mind and went home directly.

In this way, it is easier for Tong Qingqing to explain to his parents.

Seeing Tong Qingqing walk into the house, he relieved his heart with his white hands, and did not go to Chen Lao Cuihua's house to "work", but went back to his house to sleep on the bed.

This night, the white hand dreamed for the first time, in the dream, he and Tong Qingqing were driving on the waterwheel together, he sang the field tune, and Tong Qingqing couldn't stop laughing.

The next morning, Bai Hand was woken up by Tong Qingqing's father Tong Jiuchun.

"Little, Xiaobai, hurry up, waterwheel...... The watermill was vandalized. ”