When this voice came out, he was very dissatisfied, and he always felt that there was no momentum.

"Wang..." four dogs, black, white, yellow, big, small, and so on, barked at him from different looks.

He broke a thorn from the side of the ditch, pinched it in his hand, and was about to smash it at the dogs.

By the time he stepped on the muddy wheat field and entered the village, more than a dozen dogs had already chased him around.

"I'll stew it all for you sooner or later." Ling Er said viciously, regardless of whether they could understand it or not.

He's never hated dogs so much as he does now!

When you put it in the pot, you are a friend of mankind!

It can't be stewed, and the eggs are not used.

The whole village was filled with the barking of dogs, and some old women, old men, and women with children in their hands stood at the door of the low adobe house and watched him.

"Hair in braids....", he threw the woven bag on his back, and his voice deliberately dragged the elder to hide his weakness.

He was about to turn around a maocao hermitage when a woman standing by a pressurized well washing rice stopped him.

The woman wore rubber shoes on her feet, a gray single gown with patches on her upper body, and a plastic basin for washing rice in her hand, the rice in the basin had turned yellow, and Ling Er could see some small black insects floating in it.

"Hello." He greeted with a smile.

"How much can I sell for this?" The woman pulled her long, jet-black braid from her back to her front and raised it in front of Ling Er.

"Twenty." The old man is doing this, and Ling Er knows a little bit about the market of hair braids, so he is not a blind quote.

"Last time, I didn't sell it when I gave thirty." Women bargain.

"That's thirty." Ling Er smiled, if it wasn't for the difficulty to a certain extent, the women would be reluctant to have the black braids on their heads.

Some little girls can't stand the persecution of their parents, and every time they are cut off their braids, they have to cry for a long time.

"Okay." The woman smiled.

"Do you have scissors at home, my scissors are small, your hair is thick, I don't think it's easy to cut." Ling Er didn't bring scissors with these guys at all.

"Yes." The woman held the rice basin, ran into the black mao nunnery, took out a pair of iron scissors, and handed it to Ling Erdao, "Give me a better cut of it." ”

"Okay." Ling Er hadn't studied with Mr. Tony, but cutting his hair was not a problem.

He picked up the scissors and twisted them directly on the braid, and the roots of the woman's hair fell apart at once.

"Wow, you're still keeping me for so long." The woman said in surprise.

"Just sell it to me next time." Ling Er's braids were originally a cover, and it was useless to keep them, "You can just find someone to fix it." ”

"Okay." The woman said happily.

Ling Er stuffed the braid into the bag, gave five more yuan when he gave the money, and then said, "Give me these scissors, you can buy another one." ”

"You're so cool." The women did not disagree, and five yuan was enough to buy several new scissors.

Ling Er continued to walk forward with the woven bag on his back, walking cautiously, for fear of slipping.

The closer he got to his daughter-in-law's house, the more panicked he became.

Will it be at home?

As soon as he approached the fence of his daughter-in-law's house, he began to shout at the top of his voice again.

Turning a corner, the branches of the nectarine tree in the yard stuck out of the wall, dry, without a single leaf.

Seeing this nectarine tree, he was sure that he had not found the wrong door, it was the main entrance of his daughter-in-law's house, and the door was locked.

He couldn't tell if he was disappointed or happy.

Next door was another household, and an old lady sitting on a small pony at the door stuck out her head and looked at Ling Er with the same curiosity.

Ling Er knew her, this was her daughter-in-law's grandmother.

It's just that we don't know each other.

Instead of getting the results he wanted, he went back the way he came, and when he walked to the concrete road in the town, he took off his muddy liberation shoes in the canal next to him, washed his feet, and brushed them.

There were clothes and shoes on the street in the town, so he simply bought a pair of rubber shoes, a pair of slippers, and a new pair of pants and shirts.

I went back to the small hotel, took a shower, changed into new clothes, and went to eat at the same restaurant where I had dinner last night, mainly to find out the news.

It rained again during the night and continued until the next night.

On the third day, he finally found out about the Chen family's blind date.

The young man drove a truck, tall and thin, and his face was not ugly.

Seeing that the other party was calling friends to gather in the noodle restaurant, Ling Er, who was sitting next to him, resisted the urge to beat people.

Good intentions can't save the damn ghost.

For several days he went to his daughter-in-law's village, and to his relief that the door was open, he almost cried with joy, regretting that he did not see his daughter-in-law's person.

It's just that when he suddenly saw his daughter-in-law on the street that day, he was a little at a loss.

He didn't look at anything else, just looked at the red head rope tied on the black braid, and knew that it was her, after entering the 21st century, the two met for the first time under the introduction of his eldest sister, and she tied such a thing.

The earth is going to die, which is not in line with the trend of the times at all.

She was haggling for a stall selling plastic pots and daily necessities, holding an iron porcelain basin of red carp in her hand.

Ling Er pretended to walk in front of her daughter-in-law inadvertently, and finally saw her face.

She has a slender figure, a tall nose bridge, a pointed nose, round and big eyes, a wheat-colored complexion, and wears a pair of black rubber shoes, pale green woolen pants, and a gray and white plaid single gown, which is actually a bit too rustic.

It's just that in Ling Er's eyes, everything about her is glowing, shining under the sun.

In a tremble, he lit a cigarette and resisted the urge to come forward and hug her.

Silly!

Lao Tzu is looking for you so hard!

The price negotiation between her and the stall owner did not seem to go well, and the boss waved his hand vigorously.

Ling Er watched it funny from the sidelines, whether it was in her previous life or in this life, her daughter-in-law was like this, if she didn't bargain when she bought things, she would die!

In his eldest sister's opinion, this belongs to being able to live.

At that time, he talked about many girl friends, learned teachers, strong women with faces, and stars with talent and appearance, and he brought them home one by one.

The eldest sister can't look down on any of them, all in all, in short, none of them are living.

The eldest sister solemnly introduced Chen Weiwei, who worked in the electronics factory with her, to him, but at first, he refused.

However, the eldest sister has nothing to do, so she recommends it to him.

He began to appreciate Chen Weiwei's diligence and kindness, he began to pursue her, and what made him vomit blood was that she could refuse him!

He Ling Lao Er has never believed in evil all his life!

Outcome...

He didn't expect her to be so innocent and so easy to deceive....