Seeing her movements, Jiang Lihua became angry, "You don't take out your shoes with such a big smell, what are you hiding, it's disgusting!" ”

Wei Lan stretched her neck and glanced into the room, Jiang Lihua looked disgusted, and Ding Maomao had red eyes over there, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassing.

Wei Lan pulled the corner of Jiang Lihua's clothes and muttered in a low voice, "Forget it." ”

Ding Maomao wiped his tears, and his voice was like a gnat, "I, I'll take it out......"

Ding Maomao didn't bring a change of shoes, and the same pair of shoes he wore when he went out to work recently, they will definitely smell after a long time.

Ding Maomao carried it out barefoot, and Wei Lan gave way to the side.

Jiang Lihua was still chattering in the room, "It's really, I'm sick to death, I was still hungry, but now it's okay, I almost didn't vomit out the overnight meal." ”

Wei Lan pursed her lips and glanced at her in disgust, "Okay, you, people don't say it, the straw sandals are almost ready, so I'll bear with it for the past two days." ”

"You also live in this house, just like your squeamish bag, I don't believe you are not disgusting." Jiang Lihua glared at her.

Wei Lan was swallowed and glared back at Jiang Lihua, "Do you still want to eat my shrimp?" ”

Jiang Lihua immediately softened, "I want to, I want to eat!" A hundred want to eat, I won't talk about her! ”

Wei Lan nodded with satisfaction, crossed his hands and walked out, "If you want to eat, come and work for me, go to the shrimp line meeting, right?" ”

"Yes! Yes! ”

Yang Yan was busy in the kitchen, preparing to make lunch, when she heard the movement poking her head out of the kitchen, Jiang Lihua in the courtyard looked at Wei Lan, Wei Lan put her hands on her hips, and her head was raised high.

It looked like a rooster that had won a battle.

Yang Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud, she washed the sweet potatoes neatly in her hand, and said in her heart: These two people are really, it's uncomfortable if they don't quarrel for a day.

At lunch, only Fan Xiao and Yu Tingyi came back to eat, and the rest of the population did not have much food, usually steamed sweet potatoes in the morning and brought to the field, and waited for noon when they were so hungry that they couldn't stand it and were eating.

Because the educated youth ordered the meal at noon, they were afraid of everyone's embarrassment in order to save rations, so they would wait for the meal to be over and come back.

It's also very hard.

Wei Lan sighed slightly in her heart, and Yu Tingyi sat opposite her with her chin propped up.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Yu Tingyi looking at himself, Wei Lan touched his face, "What do you think I'm doing?" Flowers on my face? ”

"Alas......"

Yu Tingyi sighed, stretched out his hand and seemed to want to poke her face, but felt that this was unruly, so he withdrew his hand halfway, "Wei Zhiqing, you have lost weight, otherwise it will be like this, I have a lot of rations, let's even you a little, and it can be regarded as repaying you for your kindness in sharing my rations before, how about it?" ”

Yu Tingyi felt that the more he said, the more reasonable he became, and finally nodded again and again and couldn't help grinning.

In the Zhiqing Point, Wei Lan shared the least rations this month, and Wei Lan could probably guess Yu Tingyi's thoughts, he was afraid that she would be hungry.

Wei Lan sighed in his heart that this young man had a good heart, but he made a smile on his face, "Do you want to give me sweet potatoes?" I don't want to eat sweet potatoes, I want to eat fine grains, I want to eat white rice! ”

"You woman, you are still picky at this time, don't eat it, wait until you are hungry!"

Yu Tingyi's face was swollen red, he glared at Wei Lan, and went back to the room to eat his own lunch.

Yang Yan said with a smile: "I usually think Yu Zhiqing has a good temper, but I didn't expect him to have such an impatient side."

The rations were so expensive, even if others were willing to give them, she couldn't just ask for them.

Wei Lan smiled and didn't speak.

Jiang Lihua glanced at Wei Lan and said, "With her, even the clay figure will become like a cannon battle, just a little bit." ”

Seeing Wei Lan glaring at herself, she quickly changed her words, "Today's lunch is made of sweet potatoes, right?" It's delicious! ”

Wei Lan looked at the steamed sweet potato she was holding in her hand and silently looked away.