The kerosene lamp in the room was not very bright, and it was not really visible, but her skin was pale, and in the dim light, her small, white feet and yellow-brown straw sandals formed a vivid contrast, which at first glance seemed to reflect the light.

The straw sandals are newly knitted, and although they are not as soft as cloth shoes, they do not feel like they are worn and the size is also suitable.

It seems that when compiling it, Grandma Gu put a lot of thought into it.

Yang Yan sat opposite and watched her twisting little feet, and she always knew that Wei Lan was white and beautiful, but why was she so white?

She couldn't help touching her face, and sighed and thought, they are all girls, why do people grow like that?

"What's wrong?" Wei Lan looked at her for a while and sighed and frowned for a while, a little strange.

Yang Yan shook her head and smiled, "Did Grandma Gu make it up for you?" It turns out that when you went to her, I was worried that you would suffer, but now it seems that I think too badly of people. ”

Seeing Wei Lan's puzzled face, Yang Yan explained: "When I was working a few days ago, I saw that the straw sandals worn by the people in the brigade were all that kind of straw sandals, and the hemp pole braided the sole of the shoe was fixed with a rope outside the house, you look at you, the instep is carefully braided, don't worry about the shoes falling off while walking, and don't worry about kicking your feet, how good?" ”

Wei Lan looked at it, it was really.

Grandma Gu is really half-pointed, and she doesn't want to take advantage of others.

Wei Lan felt a little helpless, put her shoes at the bottom of the bed and put them away, and as soon as she climbed back on the bed, Ding Maomao came over, "Wei Lan, who made your shoes?" I brought cloth shoes, I wore them hot, and I wanted to find someone to knit two pairs. ”

"Didn't Yang Yan just say it? Gu family in front. Jiang Lihua glanced at her inexplicably, and then turned her head to look at Wei Lan, "Wei Lan, can you let me try?" If it's appropriate, I'd like to find someone to make two pairs, ah—my brother needs two pairs too! ”

Jiang Lihua also brought cloth shoes, although cloth shoes are much better than leather shoes, but they are also very hot to wear, and her brother still has sweaty feet, and he is slippery when he walks in cloth shoes on such a hot day.

Wei Lan nodded, Jiang Lihua raised her eyebrows, squeezed Ding Maomao away and sat on the side of Wei Lan's bed to try on shoes.

Ding Maomao was squeezed backwards, and when she saw that several people in the room seemed to be unable to see her, she bit her lip and felt a sense of grievance in her heart.

*

Because they were going to town, the next day when the whistle blew for the second time, everyone got up to clean up.

Wei Lan has a total of only a few sets of clothes, the green skirt was just washed last night and is not dry yet, so she chose a buttoned floral gown with a light blue skirt under it, and it is still white socks and black round-toed small leather shoes.

Very foreign dress.

Wei Lan has a small skeleton, her height is estimated to be about 1.65 to 1.68 meters, her round head and small leather shoes have a little high heel to make her look taller, her jet-black hair is tied at the back of her head today, and a few strands of scattered broken hair show that she has a pale complexion and a slender neck.

Dressed like this, she looks like a delicate girl from the county magistrate's family.

"Wei Lan, okay? It's waiting for you! ”

"It's coming!" Outside the house, Lin Qing was urging, Wei Lan put down the small mirror in his hand and hurriedly ran out.

The girl's complexion is translucent, her figure is long and tall, and a calf is exposed under the blue long skirt.

Wei Lan ran out of the house with a bright smile and came straight to them, "I've been waiting for a long time!" Let's go! ”

“！” Yang Yan's eyes widened, and after a short period of amazement, she silently staggered a step to the side, and said, "Although I have always had the yin of self-knowledge, can you hit me again and again." ”