After feeling An Lan's hot gaze, Xiao Rui turned his head to meet An Lan's eyes.

The Adam's apple moved, Xiao Rui opened his mouth, and finally closed it.

Suddenly, someone turned his head and asked Xiao Rui: "Doctor Xiao, your medical skills are so powerful, you said that Xiao Erniu's stupid illness can be cured?" ”

Xiao Rui looked at the man expressionlessly, and replied: "It's too late, it's not easy to treat." ”

"That's a pity, this Xiao Erniu doesn't look bad, if it's ......"

Aunt Zhu joked and said, "What is it? If he wasn't stupid, could it be that you still planned to marry your girl back home? ”

The woman deliberately pretended to be going to beat Aunt Zhu and scolded angrily: "Look at what you are saying, I can still think like this, why don't you say that you will marry your daughter to Xiao Erniu." ”

Aunt Zhu smiled: "Oh, isn't it late?" If it weren't for the fact that my girl got married early, I wouldn't have had a chance, so I would definitely keep it for Erniu. ”

After saying that, everyone laughed: "Hahaha......"

Widow Zhao returned to the courtyard gate of An Lan's house with a basket full of radishes on her back, and came in with a smile when she heard that the yard was so lively.

He also shouted and asked, "What are you talking about, so happy?" ”

Aunt Zhu smiled: "It's nothing, it's nothing, how are you pulling radishes over there?" ”

Then Aunt Zhu stepped forward to help Widow Zhao put down the basket full of radishes on her body.

Widow Zhao was also idle after putting down the bamboo basket, helping the big guy wash it together, and said in her mouth: "After a while, they will all come back one after another, and this noon will dig these first, enough for you to wash and cut, and dig more after lunch." ”

Aunt Zhu said: "You go and rest, let's just come." ”

An Lan saw that Widow Zhao was tired and sweating profusely, so he immediately went into the stove room and brought a pot of water and a few bowls out.

He poured a bowl of water and handed it to Widow Zhao and said, "Uncle Zhao, drink some water and rest." ”

Widow Zhao took the water and drank it with a clatter, wiping the remaining water stains on her mouth with her arm.

Then he responded: "It's okay, it's still early, I'll play with it again, there are many people and it's lively, so I should play here." ”

Seeing Widow Zhao insisting like this, An Lan didn't say much, but instructed: "Uncle Zhao, if you feel tired, then you can rest, otherwise I will be distressed." ”

The big guy who listened pursed his lips and laughed.

Widow Zhao shook An Lan's eyes with disgust.

He also whispered in his mouth: "You kid, you love Uncle Zhao more and more." ”

Aunt Zhu looked at Widow Zhao angrily and said, "It's not good for someone to make fun of you, look at the Liu family, who dares to make her happy?" ”

Widow Zhao: "Go to the side, this Anlan is all for you to bring bad to the fat man, Anlan didn't say that about me before." ”

Saying that, Widow Zhao probably pulled An Lan to the side again, and said to her: "An Lan, stay away from your Aunt Zhu in the future, don't be taken into the ditch by her." ”

The two of them disliked each other one by one, which made everyone laugh.

And after Cuihua got home, she changed her clothes, if it weren't for the fact that the clothes were her favorite one, they would probably have been thrown away by Cuihua.

Listening to the bursts of laughter coming from An Lan's courtyard, Cuihua was even more angry, it was obviously Xiao Rui who swept her face, but Cuihua calculated the account on An Lan's head.