"You're polite, our family has prepared these things today, you better take them back and give them to your children to eat, thank you."

Tuoba Xian said lightly, turned around and went back to the house, without the slightest intention of greeting the Qian family.

Qian was hanging alone at the gate of the courtyard, a little self-deprecating.

She stood for a while, looked around, and saw that no one had come to greet her.

Gritting his teeth, he planned to bite the bullet and go into the house in the front yard.

At this moment, a white figure appeared at the door of the house.

It just stood there, shook the white fur off its body, and yawned.

"Wolves!"

Qian Shi's hands shook in fright, and the bamboo basket fell to the ground, knocking over all the things inside and spilling them all over the ground.

Chasing Yun turned his head towards the Qian family, and there was a trace of bloodthirsty anger in his purple eyes.

At a glance, Qian Shi was so frightened that he took several steps back, tripped his heel on the threshold behind him, and fell on his back.

By the time Tuoba Xian in the house heard the noise and rushed out of the house, Qian had already fallen to the ground on all fours, his legs were still trembling, but a puddle of wet watermarks slowly oozed from under his body

Qian went back to his house in a gloomy way.

Yang Hualin was cooking lunch in the stove room, and by the pot, a four-corner stool fell to the ground, and a four-corner frame was just exposed in the middle, and Fu'er, who was one year and five months old, was standing in the middle.

One hand held a wooden stall in front of him, and the other hand grabbed a horn and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yang Hualin put a pot on the stove and a handful at the bottom of the stove, cooking the vegetables happily, and humming a little song in his mouth.

Hearing the movement in the courtyard outside the stove room, Yang Hualin said to Fu'er: "Your mother is back!" ”

Then, he poked his head out of the stove room, just in time to catch a glimpse of Qian carrying an empty basket into the courtyard in a hurry.

The basket flicked, turned around and rushed into the house.

Yang Hualin shouted at her, but she ignored it.

"What's wrong with you? Fu'er is good, stand well, dad take a look, I'll come in a while! ”

Yang Hualin confessed to Fu'er, and hurriedly followed to the opposite room.

In the east room, when Yang Hualin came in, he happened to see Qian Shi turning over boxes and cabinets with bare legs, pouting a white flower like a grinding plate.

"Fu'er Niang, what are you doing?" Yang Hualin asked.

Qian puffed up, took out a pair of pants that were also patched, and said while putting them on his body: "Hmph, I listened to you, and I was kind enough to send a slot to the girl." ”

"No one greeted me for half a sentence, pour me half a bowl of tea, don't say, that lady Xian, and released a white wolf to scare me"

Qian said what happened before.

At the end, he squeezed out a few tears, "Lao Yang's family has five rooms, and now our second room is the most difficult." ”

"Those slots, but they were picked out between our teeth, and they were sent to them to try them, which is more or less our heart!"

"But what about them? How? Our little bit of heart, just like the two pairs of small shoes that I took back to me, people can't see it at all, so we're still! Qian said.

Yang Hualin's face was also not good-looking.

"This is the absence of the third brother and the third brother and sister, otherwise, it will never be like this." Yang Hualin said.

"That Mrs. Xian, I heard that she came from the north, and she didn't know what it was about, so she stayed at Qing'er's house all day long." He said again.

Qian snorted, "At that age, he is still so well maintained, it is difficult to have a leg with Yan Huai'an and Luo Blacksmith." ”

"It's not good, it's not clear to your third brother"

"Shut up!"

Yang Hualin directly drank Qian's words.

"My third brother is not that kind of person, even if you have fire in your stomach, you are not allowed to use this kind of words to arrange him!" Yang Hualin said.

Qian was stunned and even more annoyed.

But seeing Yang Hualin's cold face, Qian didn't dare to stiffen his head.

"Don't say it, don't say it, anyway, let's have a hot face and a cold ass."

"Their butts aren't hot, our faces are still cold, don't say anything, don't stick to them in the future!" Qian waved his hand.

"Is the rice cooked? I'm starving! She asked again.

At the mention of this meal, Yang Hualin came back to his senses.

"Oops, that braised pork is still in the pot, it's bad, it's mush!"

Yang Hualin pulled out his legs and ran out.

"You're a person, what a memory!"

Qian complained in the back and followed.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the stove room, I smelled a burnt smell.

As soon as the lid of the pot was lifted, a cloud of hot air rose up.

Yang Hualin was choked and sneezed fiercely, and looked at it fixedly.

There was a black thing at the bottom of the pot, and I pulled it a few times with a spatula, just like the charcoal.

Some even stick to the bottom of the pot and can't pull it out.

"Oh, how can this be? It's over, there's no head! Yang Hualin's face was depressed.

On the side, Qian cried directly, picked up two fists and slapped Yang Hualin's shoulder: "You, you finally weighed half a catty of pork, and you were burnt, you are really useless!" ”

Yang Hualin was full of guilt, gritting his teeth and bearing the beating like the rain of Qian's.

Suddenly, he realized something, and pushed Qian away and rushed to the overturned chair.

"Where's Fu'er? Why is Fu'er gone? Yang Hualin asked.

Qian was also dumbfounded, yes, where did Fu'er go?

The two of them didn't care about the lump of black charcoal in the shovel pot, so they looked for it in the stove room, the yard, and the toilet like crazy.

searched and shouted, turned the small courtyard upside down, but didn't find Fu'er's figure.

There was farmland on the side, and there was no one on the side, so the two of them searched all the nearby farmland and ditches.

Still don't see Fu'er.

Yang Hualin's face changed completely, and Qian also cried urgently.

"What are you going to do? We shouldn't have been stolen, right? Oh my God, I won't be able to live! ”

Qian cried, sitting unkempt on the side of the road, with no owner.

"Holy? Who stole my blessing? Your whole family will not die well, leave money to buy coffin boards"

Qian sat on the ground, slapping the ground, crying and scolding.

The sound alarmed the villagers who were working in the nearby fields.

Someone gathered around and asked what was going on.

Qian kept his eyes closed and cursed, and Yang Hualin told everyone what happened to Fu'er's disappearance.

"Please help everyone find it, be kind!"

Yang Hualin begged.

Although the villagers usually don't like to see these two people, they are still very enthusiastic about the loss of the child.

The big guys put down their work one after another and helped them find their children.

Here, Yang Hualin didn't care about his previous life of crying and scolding on the ground, and forced himself to calm down.

Then, he resolutely ran towards the entrance of the village, entered the village, and went to find his father and a few brothers and nephews.