Looking down at his feet, it was a pair of dirty old black cotton shoes, which were not good at all, and there was no shape to speak of.

These shoes are very popular in the town, ranging from fifteen to twenty-five yuan per pair, and both the elderly and children in the village like to wear these shoes for the winter.

Although there are holes in the upper of these shoes on her feet, they are better than the baby's bare feet.

The child had already run out to feed the chickens, and the ground was wet and slippery this winter, Yan Bei only glanced out, and couldn't help but rush out again.

Old Mrs. Zhao was standing at the gate, and suddenly saw Yan Bei Tieqing walking towards her with a green face, her heart beat violently, and she subconsciously dodged to the side, but she didn't react to stop her.

It took a long time until she saw Yan Bei carrying the frightened baby into the house that she reacted.

"What are you doing?" Old Lady Zhao asked with little confidence.

Yan Bei didn't reply, he took the baby to the kitchen stove, and placed her in front of the stove first, and then took the time to reply:

"I think she's slow!"

When the words fell, he snatched the small dustpan that the baby was carefully holding in his arms, took it and came to the courtyard, grabbed a handful of millet and scattered it.

As soon as they saw that there was food, all the chickens in the circle ran out and ate happily.

Yan Bei scattered all the grain in the dustpan, put the empty dustpan on top of the chicken coop, turned around, and went into the kitchen again.

The sharp movements, the form and style of the wind and fire, I was stunned to see that Mrs. Zhao had nothing to say.

Because she didn't have a chance to interject at all.

It wasn't until the sound of the dog crying in the house that Mrs. Zhao was anxious, so she came back to her senses, left the mother and daughter in the kitchen, and ran into the room to take her eldest grandson.

The whole time the baby squatted on the edge of the stove and watched Mu Mu, her skinny pants knelt on the mud floor, and she didn't say a word.

But Yan Bei can be sure that this girl is a normal person and has not inherited her father's stupidity.

The child was thin and small, with short hair that was messy, and in some places it was knotted, like a little beggar.

Yan Bei was busy preparing breakfast, so he didn't bother to clean it up for her, so he only told her not to move, so he squatted by the stove to roast the fire and warm her body.

The baby nodded stunnedly, but she was a little uneasy, did she raise her eyes to take a look at the surrounding situation, and when she didn't see Mrs. Zhao, she would breathe a sigh of relief.

The mountain village outside the window is lonely, bare branches, empty fields, and a loess road that can allow a car to pass through is across a green and brown, and at a glance, the end is the mountain.

The village is small and very remote.

A three-wheeled motorcycle buzzed in from the end of the mountain, and Yan Bei's eyes were sharp, and he could clearly see the situation on the car.

The tow bucket behind the car was covered with a rainproof cloth, bulging, and there were a lot of things inside.

On the edge of the car sat three men, two older and one younger.

The younger one was cleaner than the other two, and his hair was neatly combed, which was many times better than the messy hair of the two men next to him.

In this village, there are young and clean men, and I am afraid that there is only a martial arts teacher in the village.

But this man is not a good thing either.

In the script, he has appeared a lot of times, and the family that bought the heroine is a cousin, since the heroine was abducted, he has to go to his cousin Liu Shan's house from time to time.

said that he was to explain the heroine, but he actually wanted to have something to do with the heroine.

At first, the heroine didn't know his true face, thinking that the only man in the village who was a little cultured and had seen a little bit of the world could help him, so he begged him to take him to run, but who would have thought that this girl would run away with her pants on, and she didn't dare to take the heroine out at all.

Not only that, because the cheating affair was exposed, Mr. Wu also asked his cousin Liu Shan to clean up fiercely, get out of the village directly, and run outside.

They now come into the village in a group of three-wheeled motorcycles, and eighty percent of them went out to the town in the early hours of the morning to buy wedding goods, and now they are back with the goods.

Sure enough, just thinking like this, Mrs. Zhao walked out of the room with the dog who had just woken up and urged:

"You can hurry up, the people who bought are back, let's hurry up and go over to help!"

Yan Bei bowed his head, and at the same time loaded the boiled white rice porridge and brought the finished breakfast to the table.

Before leaving the kitchen, seeing that Mrs. Zhao didn't mean to give the baby a bowl of porridge, she automatically went to the cupboard to get a small bowl and filled a bowl of porridge for the baby privately.

Mrs. Zhao didn't notice her movements at first, but as soon as she turned around, she saw the baby drinking there with a bowl, and her smiling face suddenly turned blue!

"Die, you! Dare to eat it in front of the old lady! ”

Mrs. Zhao shouted loudly, but she did not stop the baby's movements, but forced her to drink faster and faster.

Yan Bei didn't expect that she was so hungry that she would rather be beaten than eat, this is for the sake of a bite of food and even risking her life.

Just thinking about it, Mrs. Zhao had already put down the dog and rushed over, bent down, picked up the tongs for holding carbon on the side, and raised it to beckon to the baby, only to be so frightened that the baby picked up the bowl and licked the last grain of rice clean.

However, just when the baby was satisfied with the last grain of rice and was ready to be beaten, the familiar iron tongs did not fall for a long time, but heard the angry scolding of the grandmother.

"Yan Bei, you who eats inside and out! You dare to stop the old lady from cleaning up this money-losing goods! You let go! ”

Mrs. Zhao looked at the thin woman in front of her in disbelief, seeing that she didn't move at all, she still grabbed the iron tongs in her hand with her hand, and her heart was a little weak.

Seeing that she didn't let go, Mrs. Zhao hurriedly shouted for help: "Qiangzi, hurry up, that woman beat your mother, Qiangzi, come here!" ”

Qiangzi, who was sleeping vaguely, suddenly heard the old lady's shouting, and a spirit bounced up, and he didn't wear his shoes, and ran out with stupid steps while muttering "Niangniangniang" in his mouth.

As soon as she saw her son's tall man, Mrs. Zhao seemed to have taken a dose of reassurance, and immediately felt relieved, and did not forget to glare at Yan Bei proudly, and cursed viciously:

"You little slut, see if I don't kill you!"

Hearing this, Qiangzi, who had already memorized the old lady's advice in his heart last night, immediately shook his head and retorted: "You can't beat it to death, if you kill your daughter-in-law, it's gone!" ”

When Old Lady Zhao heard this, the expression on her face was so good-looking, Yan Bei really couldn't help laughing.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law did not have the posture of fighting, Yan Bei just clamped the iron tongs with one hand, but Mrs. Zhao couldn't pull it away, so she had to shout.

Qiangzi is stupid, but he also knows that his mother is okay now, so he didn't rush up to beat her immediately.