The old lady used to be a singer, and she sang every time she scolded, and the words were different, anyway, her voice was bent and bent.

"Brother Dabai, what is your mother stimulated again?"

The village man who went home with a hoe on his back saw the old lady singing in the courtyard when he saw the old lady pointing to the orchid, and asked Mi Dabai with an indescribable face.

Mi Dabai also felt ashamed, but his mother didn't listen to what he said, and he couldn't do anything.

"Grandma, uncle is here."

Mi Qian's eyes were good, and he saw Mi Xiaobai with a briefcase under his arm from a distance, and he hurriedly trotted over, looking like a traitor.

"What?"

The old lady quickly shut down, stood firm on her little feet, stretched her neck to look out, and stopped scolding, she was afraid that her little son would dislike and lose face.

"Xiaobai is back, the people who work in the city are different, look at this spiritual head."

"Mi Xiaobai, you have a lot of hair oil on your head, sigh hey, it's really fragrant."

There is a man with a crotch who grew up with Mi Xiaobai in the village, and when he saw Mi Xiaobai's parted head, he got started with a touch, mother, that fragrance can make the nose fragrant.

Therefore, Mi Xiaobai was reluctant to go back to Daohua Village, he felt that all the people here were unknowledgeable and barbaric.

"Don't touch it, what if you just finished hoeing the ground with your hand, touch my hair and get it dirty?"

Mi Xiaobai nervously took out a handkerchief and wiped it on his head, and said that the person who touched his head was stunned.

But that person is also a cheeky person, seeing the disgust on Mi Xiaobai's face, he laughed and wiped his hand on his pants.

"After hoeing, I just pinched the manure in my hand, and the smell is still there!"

The simple and honest peasant in the countryside rubbed his hands, and these words stabbed Mi Xiaobai in the chest, and he almost vomited on the spot when he heard it.

Holding back the nausea in his heart, Mi Xiaobai entered the courtyard with a blue face, and he shouted big brother with a straight face.

"Mom, we have to go back quickly, the car will wait again!"

As he said this, he glanced at the old lady's feet, and when he saw so little, his brow furrowed unconsciously.

"Xiaobai, I'm back, the work in the city is okay! Nothing! ”

When Mi Dabai saw this younger brother, he asked with concern in his tone.

"You don't understand, and you can't understand it."

Mi Xiaobai replied impatiently, and the disgust in his words was very clear.

Mi Qian felt that some people were just embarrassed, so she silently lifted the old lady's bag and took out the contents of it in the same way.

"Dad, you are really, life in the city is better than the life of us countrymen, why do you stuff everything into it! Uncle definitely doesn't like our family's things, just give a little bit. ”

There were a few sweet potatoes left in the bag at the end, and Mi Qian even brought up the two catties of meat just mentioned, braised pork is not good or tamales are not delicious, why do you have to give meat to these shameless ones.

The old lady was in a hurry, squatted down and put the things into the bag again.

"Big brother, what is going on with this child Mi Qian, I don't understand politeness at all, this kid can't do it."

Mi Xiaobai pushed the glasses on his nose and made up his mind like a leader.

"You can pull it down, you're not a fortune teller, you can still see this, don't talk nonsense."

Usually this younger brother has a bad mouth, but when it comes to his own children, Mi Dabai, an honest man, is not polite to speak.

"Xiaobai, let's hurry up, the car will definitely not be able to wait too long."

The old lady also saw that this granddaughter's heart was ruthless, even more ruthless than her parents' hearts, and if she didn't leave, the contents of this bag would not be able to be saved.