"Mother, ah......"

"Okay, okay." Xiao Li saw that Yang Aimin obviously didn't want him to say his position, so he didn't call him anymore, hurriedly rummaged in his jacket pocket, handed over a dime, looked at Wen Wen and said, "Little girl, you take this dime." As soon as Na Chengxiang turned the courtyard wall, before he reached the courtyard gate, the piercing scolding clearly came into Wen Wen's ears.

Wen Wen's eyelids jumped slightly, she tiptoed against the courtyard wall and moved towards the door, held her breath again, and pressed her ears to the straw, only then did she hear Wen Xiaoshu's timid voice sound: "Mother...... Hua Mei'er, she may just go to play with Aunt Li'er's eldest girl, right? I guess I've forgotten the time, don't be angry, mother! Haven't I and the grass baby often played in the village! ”

"No problem." The nurse put down the empty medicine bottle in her hand, and very enthusiastically took out the money in her pocket and handed it to her: "Here, just two and a half cents." On the way home, she still took advantage of the fact that there was no one at the entrance of the village, and every household was cooking, and buried the malt milk essence under the big locust tree.

"Thank you." Wen Wen thanked her and handed over a dime before taking the money, and sighed with relief: "It's okay now." It seems that her mother is really angry.

"Huh?" Wen Wen obviously didn't keep up with his so strange brain circuit, and reacted for a few seconds before stammering and replied, "Oh, that, I guessed, guessed, hehe." You'd better get the money back, I really can't ask for ......"

"Mother, then why don't you let Hua Mei'er go to school with me! She won't run around all day. ”

"Not much, you saved us Yang...... One life! Besides, I don't have any change, so you can take it quickly. Xiao Li tried his best to persuade him, but Wen Wen still shook her head stubbornly.

"Of course it's true, you're a little kid, I don't have anything to fool, right?" Yang Aimin suddenly felt a little sorry for this child, who was as old as his own daughter, and his life was indeed very different.

Wen Wen was overjoyed and happily watched as the door lock was opened from the outside. Yang Aimin saw her accept it, and smiled even more kindly: "That's right, seeing that you are so thin, you should still make up for it, children can't lose their bodies." By the way, I don't know exactly how you make money from drawing, but it sounds like it has something to do with writing, so if there's anything I can do to help, just come to me. Thinking about it like this, Wen Wen hummed a little tune and walked home in a very good mood.

As soon as he turned the courtyard wall, before he reached the gate of the courtyard, the piercing scolding clearly reached Wen Wen's ears.

"Thank you." Wen Wen thanked her and handed over a dime before taking the money, and sighed with relief: "It's okay now." ”

"Going to school?" Sure enough, in addition to the doctor, there was also a young man in a Mao suit, who looked to be in his early twenties.

"Huh?" Wen Wen obviously didn't keep up with his so strange brain circuit, and reacted for a few seconds before stammering and replied, "Oh, that, I guessed, guessed, hehe." You'd better get the money back, I really can't ask for ......"

"You still say!" He Denan's voice was sharper, and his speed of speech was much faster, as if he was angry,

"I let you speak, let you not be angry! What is the use of a girl studying? Don't want to get married and have a baby? Are you all going to be angry with me? Unfilial things, if your father hears it, he must discount your legs! ”

"You must hold the ......" Wen Wen instinctively stepped back, but He Denan was faster than her, one hand screwed her ear and dragged her in, the other hand was still holding a broom, and he didn't forget to kick the door with his foot: "Ignorant thing, do you still know to come back?" What time is it? On this day, you're not ashamed, I'm afraid I won't be able to raise my head! It's not that she has a good ear, it's that He Denan has the typical big voice of a rural woman.

It's not that she has a good ear, but he has a big voice typical of rural women.