What happened to 18farmer?

Wei Gospel sat on the chair and didn't know who to turn to, looking at the room being messed up by himself, annoyed and ashamed, how good is this kind of thing.

Can anyone explain to her if Brown is wrong or if she's wrong.

This morning has not gone well, it can be said that it is terrible, the ancients are right, it is indeed a disaster, in the third English class, they learned new sentences, the young English teacher in order to let the whole class practice English, want to listen to their spoken English pronunciation standards, group by group in order to ask questions, one by one let them answer the questions.

When it was Wei Gospel's turn, the English teacher stared at the textbook in his hand and said aloud, "What does your father do?"

Wei Gospel stood up and whispered, "My father is a farmer."

Listening to her answer, the English teacher raised her head in shock, looked straight at her beyond the textbook, covered her face with a book, her eyes were full of incredulity, Wei Fu's hands were clenched into fists under the table, knowing why the English teacher was surprised, she asked, "What's your father?" When the other students stood up and proudly said, "My father is a worker."

The only answer she answered was inconsistent with the others, and she said, "My father is a farmer."

Although this is the truth, even though it is just an ordinary small classroom exercise, she can even say "My dad is a scientist" and no one will care, but she doesn't want to lie, but the shocked expression of the English teacher still stung her, Wei Gospel lowered her head, hating that she was always different from others, she gritted her teeth.

The young English teacher was probably too surprised, but it took a while for him to come to his senses and say mildly, "sit down please." Continue to ask questions of other students.

Wei Gospel sat down quietly, and in the last few minutes of the class, a group of people formed around her, "My father is a worker." The ocean, she knows that the English teacher has no malice, because she is young, she has no malice, she has not been polluted by the turbidity current around her, the English teacher is in her early twenties, with long black hair hanging down from her shoulders, she is very gentle, and her smile is very sweet, she just felt sorry for Wei Gospel in her expression just now, which is different from Zhao Huaideming's malice.

Wei Gospel listened to the noise around him, and sat there like a fool, and wanted to stand up and shout to them, "What's wrong with 'farmer', isn't what you eat grown by 'farmer'?" ”

She sat in her chair until the bell rang for the end of class, knowing that she didn't have the courage to do so.

……

At this time, Doudou came over out of nowhere, whimpering in a low voice at her feet, Wei Gospel bent down and picked it up, looking at its round body, he was finally relieved, and he didn't want to think about it.

Doudou lay on her lap and scratched her knee with his front paws, Wei Gospel picked it up and said leisurely: "Doudou, I'm so upset, can you tell me what I should do?"

Doudou stared at her with a pair of big watery eyes, and he didn't seem to understand, but he didn't understand, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense to it if he understood.

Wei Gospel always chatted with Doudou when she had nothing to do, and talked to it about her heart, her right index finger touched the tip of Doudou's wet nose: "Doudou, what should I do if I have no face to see people."

Doudou "hum chirp" twice.

Sometimes they will talk about something else, such as when Yang Longfei makes her angry, she will ask: "Doudou, do you say I want to forgive him this time."

Doudou screamed and agreed, and Wei Gospel felt full of joy.

This time she asked again, "Doudou, do you think I should tell him?"

"Wang ......" Doudou replied.

Wei Fuxin thought: "This is not good!"

Doudou's eyes were full of confusion, and Wei Gospel smiled happily, "Why are you so cute, I love you to death." ”

She rubbed the tip of her nose on Doudou's nose fiercely, Doudou enjoyed this kind of touch, screamed happily, and kissed Doudou's cool nose again, and her mood was immediately much more relaxed.

"Doudou ......" heard someone shouting outside the door, Doudou was full of excitement, his two ears were erected, a handful of dirty hair on the tips of his ears trembled, and two big black circles were inlaid with a pair of small black eyes, more and more like a giant panda.

Wei Fuxin let go of it and put it on the ground, leaned over and looked out of the door, Doudou's four little short legs ran towards the door quickly, its round body jumped up flexibly, crossed the threshold, and pounced on the comer.

Yang Longfei stood outside the door like a marble statue, his forehead was slightly soaked with fine beads of sweat, I don't know how long he stood outside the door, I don't know if he heard her nonsense.

Doudou stayed at Yang Longfei's feet, wagging his tail vigorously, Yang Longfei came to her house to be courteous, Doudou had long regarded him as his half master.

"Beanie!" Yang Longfei leaned over and picked it up, and said with a smile: "Why are you fat again, is the food at home too good, I can't hold you anymore, you should lose weight."

He said as he teased it with his fingers.

"Wangwang......" Doudou seemed to be very happy, Yang Longfei hooked its jaw with the fingers of his right hand, brought its nose to his mouth and kissed it gently, Wei Fuxin coughed violently, reached out and wiped his wet lips.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yang Longfei hesitated outside the door for a moment and walked in.

"It's fine."

Wei Gospel covered his mouth with one hand, hoping that he hadn't kissed Doudou before.

"Why are you so upset in class today?"

Wei Gospel said in a panic: "Is there one?"

Yang Longfei said: "I have observed you all morning, and it is strange for a good student like you to sleep in class."

"What's uncomfortable? Let me see, do you have a fever? As he spoke, he reached out and touched Wei Gospel's forehead, and Wei Gospel suddenly dodged back and said with a smile: "It's much better."

Yang Longfei didn't seem to believe it and asked, "Really?"

Wei Gospel coughed, when did he start paying attention to himself, "It's just that my stomach hurts a little, and now it's much better." She stumbled as she explained.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Yang Longfei asked with concern.

"I don't need to take medicine, I don't hurt anymore."

"Oh!" He was thoughtful.

After being silent for a long time, Yang Longfei said: "If you still feel uncomfortable, I can help you ask for leave in the afternoon, and you won't fall behind if you don't go to school for half a day."

"No need." Wei Gospel was overwhelmed by his sudden concern.

"Alright then!" Yang Longfei stood up, turned around and walked towards the door, and at the end, he turned around and said, "Then we will see you at school."

Wei Gospel sneered: "Don't we meet every day, you don't treat my house as your home except for eating and sleeping!"

As soon as her words came out, she felt inappropriate, and she was busy keeping her mouth shut, there were too many hints in it, and the world could be learned, she didn't think about anything else, she just wanted to express that they had met many times.

Wei Gospel looked up at Yang Longfei, hoping that his head would not be too bright.

"It's okay to eat, but I don't dare to sleep." Yang Longfei pursed his lips and smirked.

Your uncle, I didn't mean that.

Wei Gospel sighed, this kind of thing will only get darker and darker, as if she really has a ghost in her heart.

"Be careful when you walk, don't hit the pole again." Yang Longfei pointed to Wei Gospel's forehead, my God, he observed too meticulously.

Wei Gospel pursed his lips and said, "Thanks to your love, it is really a blessing for three lives."

The smile on Yang Longfei's face suddenly froze, his eyes were uncertain, and he said, "That...... That ......"

Why are you still stammering?

"You don't drink cold water lately."

The playful smile on Wei Gospel's face was also stuck, he didn't understand what he should understand, and he didn't understand too much.

……

When she came home from school in the afternoon, Wei Gospel walked on the edge of the road, walking along the dirt road, forming a straight line, and her mind was full of Yang Longfei's sentence "Don't hit the telephone pole again".

The road leading to Da'an has been abandoned for many years, and the gap between the pebbles on the road is filled with mud, which is usually fine, but when it rains, the rain flows on the potholed road, and the deep pit is full of stagnant water, and the driver who is not familiar with the road conditions can easily fall into the deep pit.

The street lights on both sides of the road have not been lit for many years, and as the road surface rises and falls, it is slanted into the dirt.

Da'an has no drain pipes, not even basic public facilities, it is completely a three-regardless of the boundary, closed routes and network cables cannot be reached, because it is too far away from the residential areas where the city gathers, Da'an is sparsely lala, there is really no need to bury pipelines so much, Wei Gospel's TV can only receive a few channels in Tianjin and the central one.

The living environment in this area is better than Yang Longfei's family, because Wang Fengmei has a good business, his family's business is becoming more and more prosperous, and they found someone to dig a pipe underground, and the tap water can be directly connected to the home, saving a lot of trouble.

Other residents need to go to the water room to fetch water, a bucket with a volume of 50 liters costs seven yuan for a water, Wei Gospel secretly thought: in fact, whether to fetch water depends on Zhang Wentao's words, he can set the price at will, Da'an fresh water resources are scarce, Wei Fuhai is in the open space in his backyard, dug a well more than two meters deep, and the neighbors occasionally come to borrow light, although the well water is salty, but laundry and mopping the floor is not a problem.

The water pipe in the water room was broken once, and Wei Gospel followed Li Yuehua to Yang Longfei's house to pick up a small bucket of water.

The fugue was too empty, and with a "bang", Wei Gospel stopped, "Ah! Covering his head, he felt that his eyes were full of stars, and then he realized that he had hit the telephone pole again, blaming himself for not having a long memory, and blaming Yang Longfei's voice for being too good.

When he got home, he found that there was no one at home, Li Yuehua had not come back from picking up the rags, Wei Gospel put down his schoolbag and walked into the kitchen.

She had planned to do her homework first, but seventh-grade homework wasn't something that could be done in an hour or two.

The kitchen is shady, the sun can't shine in, Wei Gospel is spinning in the dim kitchen, I don't know how to start, the kitchen is not big, there is a not very beautiful stove in the corner, it is made of scattered bricks, her family also built such a rough stove when she lived on the fish pond, Li Yuehua is an all-rounder, building a stove, building a chicken nest, repairing chimneys, she is proficient in everything, if she is a man, she will definitely be able to achieve great things.

Wei Fuxin cleaned the kitchen, washed the pots and pans again, his hands were covered with oil, and he thought: Mom always said that when she was thirteen years old, she was proficient in farming, pulling weeds, steaming steamed buns, collecting shoe soles, knitting sweaters, and picking up cow dung with a basket.

Wei Gospel was busy in the kitchen for a long time, and felt that it was easy to write homework.

"What are you doing in the kitchen?" Hearing someone behind him, Wei Gospel wiped his forehead and said, "I'm cooking."

"You know how to cook?" Yang Longfei walked in from the outside, looked around, and cleaned up quite cleanly.

"No, it won't." Wei Gospel replied crisply, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I don't think I have the talent to cook, it's too difficult, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it in my life."

The corners of Yang Longfei's mouth curved slightly, and he smiled: "Then what will you do when you grow up and get married."

"That's easy, just find someone who can cook."

"What a coincidence, I can cook!"

“……”

"Second sister, Yang Longfei's cooking is delicious." Wei Siguo added, and Wei Gospel glared at him.

Suddenly feeling a little stuffy in the kitchen, Wei Fuxin fanned the wind with his hand and said, "I'm a little hot...... Ha ha...... Well, how did you learn to cook, don't you see? ”

Yang Longfei rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pair of strong arms, and said: "When I was a child, my parents were in business, and they were often not at home, so I learned it slowly."

"Remarkable." Wei Gospel is sincerely praised.

His eyes searched in the kitchen, as if he was looking for ingredients that could be used, and he looked serious and focused, so closely, he felt that this young man was as beautiful as a fairy, with slender fingers and deep eyes, Wei Gospel found that his handsome cheeks were a little acne scars, and he thought happily: Finally fell into the mortal dust, but this acne scar did not affect his beauty.

"Will you peel potatoes?" Yang Longfei asked.

"I will."

Yang Longfei nodded and brought her a few potatoes, and Wei Gospel squatted in the corner and began to peel the potatoes.

"Peel the potatoes and light the fire." Yang Longfei commanded in front of the stove, busy in an orderly manner, Wei Gospel peeled the potatoes and asked softly, "Do you want me to help cut the potatoes?"

"No need...... You probably can't see the potatoes you cut. ”

This is a truth, Wei Gospel gave him a white eye, what is the use of cutting it into flowers, and it is not the same chewed in his mouth.

Cooking can't help, Wei Gospel squatted by the stove, lit the firewood, the big iron pot was steaming, Yang Longfei skillfully sliced the potatoes, put them into the pot and picked up the spatula to stir-fry back and forth, the action was skillful, with the demeanor of a five-star chef, more virtuous and virtuous than a girl, Wei Gospel felt that whoever married him in the future would be extremely happy.

"The fire is too big." Yang Longfei said.

"Oh!"

Wei Gospel saw the god and had to admit: "I don't like to cook, my mother always forces me to learn, but I have no talent for cooking."

"If you don't like it, don't learn." Yang Longfei said: "Just do what you like."

Wei Gospel laughed.

After a while, a burst of aroma came out of the kitchen.

They put the rice left for Li Yuehua and Wei Fuhai in a pot and heated it.

"It smells so good!" Wei Gospel sat at the table, salivating at the delicious meal, and praised again and again: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, admire and admire." Pick up a piece of potato sliced with chopsticks.

"There's so much more you didn't expect." Yang Longfei became proud.

"Get me a pair of chopsticks, too!" He said.

"Aren't you going home for dinner?"

"Hah...... Cross the river and tear down the bridge! Give me a pair of chopsticks. ”

Wei Gospel happily handed him the chopsticks, and thought with a smile: You really don't treat yourself as an outsider.