Chapter 292: Giving People a Little White Face?

She had no choice but to stand on tiptoe and touch Ye Wudao's head: "You guy, why are you so tall, you have to step on your toes to touch your head, where is the majesty of you making me a sister." ”

"You sit here for a while, I'll make tea."

Ye Wudao suddenly reached out and touched Sister Xiaowen's hair: "Go ahead." ”

When he was a child, Ye Wudao was a head shorter than Sister Xiaowen, and Sister Xiaowen always liked to touch Ye Wudao's head and ridicule him for being short.

Ye Wudao has always wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge.

Now, the revenge has finally been avenged.

Sister Xiaowen stomped her feet angrily: "Stinky boy, I'll settle accounts with you later." ”

Old Zhao Tou tried his best to persuade Zhao Wen to leave first, but Zhao Wen insisted on "settling accounts" with Ye Wudao.

Old Zhao had no choice but to let him stay.

Sister Xiaowen quickly finished making tea, and after serving it, she poured a cup for everyone, and then sat next to Ye Wudao.

She grabbed a handful of melon seeds for Ye Wudao: "Come on stinky boy, you loved to eat spiced melon seeds when you were a child, let you eat enough today." "The mobile phone side of the second memory provides you with wonderful \ novel reading.

Ye Wudao stretched out his hand and took it: "Thank you, Sister Xiaowen." ”

Looking at Ye Wudao's big hand, Sister Xiaowen couldn't cry or laugh.

When she was a child, she grabbed a handful of melon seeds casually, but Ye Wudao couldn't hold them in both hands.

But now, he is full of a handful of melon seeds, which is less than one-third of Ye Wudao's palm.

Hey, I've grown taller, and my hands are so big, so how can I have the face to be a sister.

Looking at the intimate behavior of the two, Zhao Hu was angry, and his scarlet eyes stared at Ye Wudao.

At this time, neighbors came to visit the door in twos and threes.

They were all attracted by the car parked in front of the door.

"Old Zhaotou, your family has a relative."

"Those who came in a car must be relatives in the city."

"Are you here to propose a kiss to Xiaowen? can drive a car, it's a big family, I think this marriage will work. ”

Zhao Wen sneered and said: "What kind of relative from the city, it's his third baby who has returned." ”

The eyes of the neighbors swept around, and finally fell on Ye Wudao.

"Hey, it's really a third baby."

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but the third baby has grown so tall."

"The third baby is out of breath, and he actually drove a car, not bad."

"Sanwa, do you remember, when you were a child, you went to my field with a mouse to steal sweet potatoes, and I caught it, not only did I not scold you, but I also took the initiative to give you a few pieces of sweet potatoes......"

Seeing that the neighbors began to stutter and be unreasonable, Zhao Wen was suddenly unhappy.

"Huh, out of breath? If he calculates this, then I will be the big boss. ”

"He is the one who does the construction site, and he is also the most humble job on the construction site, moving bricks."

Neighbors questioned: "Moving bricks on the construction site? How can you drive a car. ”

Zhao Wendao: "This car is an old Santana, it is estimated that it is still second-hand, and you can get it for one or two hundred thousand." ”

"And I heard that Ye Wudao gave the construction site boss a little white face, and this car is estimated to have been given to him by the boss."

"What's that?" The villagers' eyes widened.

In the countryside, there are two kinds of people who are most despised, one is the son-in-law who comes to the door, and the other is the little white face.

Ye Wudao's situation belongs to the second type, and the villagers are crusading against Ye Wudao.

"To be a little white face? I'll go, Sanwa, this guy really went out in order to make money. ”

"Those who have hands and feet, if they don't work hard, they eat soft rice, it's disgusting."

"Don't say it, just this head, this body, it's really suitable for going out and selling."

Listening to the ridicule of the villagers, Lao Zhao's heads were almost lowered to the ground.

Sister Xiaowen was also embarrassed, and her eyes were scattered.

And Ye Wudao's lungs exploded.