Just when the two of them were in the middle of a game, the door was suddenly pushed open, and at the same time, a strong smell of vegetables wafted in.

The eyes of the two fell on Ning Yuan, who was unknown, very tacitly.

Ning Yuan only thought that these two people were still angry because of their reckless behavior, but he finally got through the family side, and now no matter what they thought, it was impossible for him to retreat.

When he was nervous, even his movements were extremely stiff, and he closed the door very slowly.

Then he walked to the bedside, calmed down, and said resolutely, "I'll make it clear to them." They also agreed, and they were willing to pay for it as long as I went back and the people involved could be brought to justice. ”

"Good! Since you said it, then I don't care. Bai Tangyun said lightly.

Jiang Futing was using the towel that was already dirty anyway, wiping it in front of Ning Yuan intentionally or unintentionally, showing off his wounds very carefully.

Sure enough, Ning Yuan's attention immediately focused on his legs, "Why did you get this foot like this?" ”

Without waiting for Jiang Futing to speak, Bai Tang muttered, "This is the price of luring the enemy into the depths." ”

"Then you guys are too ......," Ning Yuan didn't say the word 'realistic' at the end.

I don't know what tone to use to say, caring, or lightly think it's not necessary?

But anyway, when it popped out of his mouth, he still realized a little irony very self-consciously.

The two of them didn't need to think to guess what he didn't say, and the three of them suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere began to be a little awkward.

After wiping the blood around the wound, Jiang Futing took the lead in breaking the silence and said in a cold voice: "The people here are more shrewd than you think."

He looked up at Ning Yuan and admonished, "Including the child." ”

Ning Yuan's cheeks were heated by his gaze, and the chaotic emotions turned over in his body.

He seemed to digest what he had heard, and after a moment, he replied, "I see. You can rest assured! I'm sure I won't make a mess, I'll follow your plan, and it's inconvenient for you to have such feet, and I'll do it for you if you can't do it. ”

Jiang Futing finally waited for his words, and without waiting for him to react, it was like a thorn ball that had lost a piercing hand and couldn't wait to throw the red towel to him.

Ning Yuan hurriedly took it and looked at it a little inexplicably.

Jiang Futing grimaced and said seriously: "This is sincerity. ”

After the meal, Bai Tang cleared his clothes a little and continued to pick herbs with the morning team.

Jiang Futing didn't want to go to the open space anymore because he ran into those annoying children in the morning, so he simply sat in the backyard and watched Ning Yuan wash his towels leisurely while basking in the sun.

The summer sun is not like winter, which can shine warmly, but now it is more like baking under the sun.

Jiang Futing was fine, he didn't feel much, and by the time Ning Yuan finished rubbing the towel, he was already sweating, and the front and back of his clothes were soaked.

He finally relieved his mouth understandingly, and said lightly, "The sun is too big, go back to the house." ”

"Okay." Ning Yuan poured out the water in the basin, dried the towel, and came over to support him, and after two or three hours, he actually treated them

There is no mention of what the plan will be.

It seems to be true, and I have calmed down a lot.

Probably as long as he can get that result in the end, he can really do anything.

When the two of them pretended to return to the house slowly, Jiang Futing didn't let him hold it, and under Ning Yuan's surprised gaze, he walked to the table and sat down to pour water.

It's just that his walking posture is a little stiff, after all, he has to pretend in front of Bai Tang, and after pretending for a long time, he is injured, and he almost can't even walk.

"Your legs?" Ning Yuan couldn't hold back his doubts.

Jiang Futing handed him the poured water cup, "Don't tell Bai Tang." ”

Ning Yuan has always been a little afraid of Bai Tang since he was frightened by Bai Tang's soul just now, and it is estimated that if he knew that he had been deceived, it would not be easy to get angry.

He hurriedly responded, "Don't worry, I won't say it." ”

Jiang Futing drank the water, nodded, and said with a bit of unquestionable categorism: "There is something that must be agreed with you."

As long as Ning Yuan can continue to stay here, he will feel good about everything, and he will listen to all the useful and useless words, and he will also look serious and say, "You say." ”

"Don't do it privately! If you have an idea, everyone has a discussion. Jiang Futing shook and said.

"Well, I know this!" Ning Yuan immediately assured conclusively.

"And ......" Jiang Futing said to his mouth, because of the thought in his heart, he couldn't help but pause, "If Bai Tang asks you something, you have to keep the same tone as me." ”

There are so many strange places in this village, there are always unexpected situations that will be adventured, and he has to avoid Bai Tang distracting him from his own side, so as not to affect the progress of things.

Ning Yuan couldn't fully understand, in his eyes, the relationship between the two was already so good that he could talk about everything, why did he say such prepared words to him?

Seeing that he hesitated, Jiang Futing turned the cup in his hand and pressed: "You don't agree?"

"I ......" Ning Yuan did hesitate, he was worried that the relationship between these two people was not as good as the one he saw on his face, and the gap was not big, and it would affect his search for the murderer.

Jiang Futing put the cup in his hand hard, and Ning Yuan's eyelids jumped.

Under the pressure of the other party, he could only compromise, "Okay, I promise." ”

Just as he was full of doubts about what he was saying, as if to answer the answer in his heart, a menacing question came from outside.

"Where is that cripple in your house hiding?" The sound was like the roar of a tiger wolf, followed by the sound of Amin hurrying forward to meet him.

Ning Yuan immediately looked back at him, "Looking for you?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't make a sound, and came to him so single-handedly, but thinking about it, he didn't seem to offend anyone from yesterday to now.

The two of them sat quietly in the room for a moment, quietly listening to the development of the situation outside.

As a result, within a quarter of an hour, the movement became louder and louder, and Amin's voice was not much, it was all the other party's unilateral quarrel getting more and more intense, and there was even a faint tendency to smash things.

Jiang Futing felt that something was wrong, so he stood up and lowered his voice and said, "I'll take a look."

”

In just a few hours, Ning Yuan had fully adapted to the role of a nanny, and was skilled enough to fetch him a branch.

The two staggered out the door again.

It is probably a gathering of similar things, people who can come together, a little bit of coincidence, Ning Yuan is very good at acting.

When Jiang Futing was about to cross the threshold, he also deliberately held both sides for himself and carefully reminded, "Be careful." ”

When I went out, I happened to see an old man of average height, like a thin monkey, and he was wearing a white shirt.

In order to show his decency, the collar was buttoned to the bottom, and there was a decent tie, because it was a long sleeve, and it had to be displayed in the hot weather, and the sleeves were rolled directly to the arms.

His back should be because he has been doing farm work all year round, so he curls up slightly like a shrimp, and he looks particularly funny and nondescript with this form of dress.

Including the words he was shouting in his mouth at the moment, they looked even more out of place when compared to the appearance he had bothered to carve.

The old man was holding a wine bottle in his hand, protecting the seven or eight-year-old child with an arrogant face behind him, and the words in his mouth did not stop.

"That cripple you brought with you broke my son's leg this morning! The group of kids on the side watched! You're still telling me you didn't mean to? You're really stupid, aren't you? ”

Amin took two steps back with an embarrassed face, she didn't listen carefully to what he said, all her attention was on the wine bottle he was waving in his hand.

Every time the old man finished speaking, he had to take a small step forward, and Amin was so timid that he retreated.

"Didn't you just say it very well? Don't you even look down on me, the village chief, now! He pointed to his chest, his neck reddening from drinking.

"I heard from my neighbors in the morning that you changed your sex and quarreled with people at the entrance of the village, I didn't believe it yet, but I didn't expect it now!"

Before he could speak freely, the little boy behind him cut off his words with a shout, "Dad! That cripple came out! He's not hiding! ”

The old man looked in the direction he pointed, he was still a little short-sighted, and he squinted to see the figure at the door.

It's really a cripple who looks better than a!

The already small eyes were almost invisible to him with such a squint, and the pupils hidden under the pleats were secretly swirling, not knowing what bad ideas he was thinking.

He came this time to vent his evil anger on his son, and on the other hand, to meet the celebrities who had already spread among the villagers.

It's better to hear than to see.

It's a pity that even if you can have good feet, you can't speak, otherwise you will definitely be able to sell for a good price.

But when he thought about it, he felt that it was good to not be able to speak or not to speak!

If this mute really dares to run around with them on his back, he throws the firewood in the room and locks the door, so that he can't cry and can't cry, and after being closed for a long time, he will naturally be obedient.

Jiang Futing walked to Amin's side accompanied by Ning Yuan, and he patted her on the back intentionally or unintentionally, telling her not to be too nervous.

The middle-aged man who brought them back that day was basically not at home during the day, he went out early and returned late every day, and Amin was the only one at home during the day.

That's going to happen

She can't make up her mind as a woman at all.

When the old man saw Jiang Futing, in order to maintain his already sparse and ridiculous image, he restrained himself a little, pointed his nose and glared and asked, "You are the one who beat my son?"

Jiang Futing took out his mobile phone to type and handed it to him.

His eyes are not very good, he doesn't know much about big characters, and it is particularly difficult to read, and it takes him a long time to read out the small font on his mobile phone.

"I, I didn't fight, he's your son...... Rob me, crutches, crutches. I fell on my own! The words behind him were read out angrily, and after reading them, he glared at Jiang Futing angrily.

Seeing that he had pushed the responsibility cleanly, the old man's unforgiving and mean look just now came up again, "You young man, you are too shameless, you dare to quibble when you beat my son!" ”

"That's all this for my house now! If you hit someone else, they won't have a place to reason! ”

Jiang Futing knew that he was either reasoning or coming to life, and the words typed out by his mobile phone directly asked Ning Yuan to help read them:

"I can't even walk steadily, how can I fight? Why don't he come in a hurry, what should I do with a little kid? ”

The village chief was pointed at by him, and his face turned red with anger, and he quibbled:

"My son said you hit him, and you hit him! My son never lies, he always says that children are unscrupulous, do you say that other children join forces to lie? ”

The corners of Jiang Futing's mouth hooked up a sneer, good-looking is good-looking, but it seems to be able to put the people on the side in the ice and snow.

In the face of the scoundrel, he didn't intend to be reasonable, and continued to let Ning Yuan speak, "What can you prove that he didn't lie?" ”

The village chief stiffened his neck, panting and shouting, "Proof of it? For the first time, I heard of what my son had to prove! You're going to prove it, right? I'm the proof! ”

(End of chapter)