After some tossing, Wei Lan came out of Gu Yang's house with a small half basket of river shrimp, and sighed that Gu Yang was sincere as he walked.

She just helped take care of Fang Xia and the child, and this person was eager to stuff all the good things into her.

was sighing, bumping into Ding Maomao head-on.

The two bumped into each other, and Ding Maomao stumbled backwards.

However, Ding Maomao did not raise his eyes to look at Wei Lan, but buried his head very low, and hurriedly walked towards a row of adobe houses behind the brigade.

The pace was as fast as someone behind him.

Wei Lan looked back for a long time, muttered "there is something wrong" and walked back with the bamboo basket, and quickly left the matter behind.

After the events of that night, Wei Lan also completely recognized Ding Maomao's ignorant character.

After she felt displeasure and disgust towards Ding Maomao in her heart, she desperately hoped that those things could give Ding Maomao a longer memory, and not be so tricky in the future.

If you don't exhaust the patience of the people around you, if something really happens in the future, who will help?

Let's say that after Ding Maomao experienced the incident that night, his whole heart was terrified and in great fear.

For the man who almost defiled himself, Ding Maomao was full of hatred.

Ding Maomao inquired today, and the only person in the team who could do this was called Lesper San, who lived in the third adobe house at the end of the village.

Ding Maomao didn't know Lessan, but he also wanted to know what kind of character Lesper San was.

Walking to the end of the village and finding the adobe house, Ding Maomao didn't dare to get too close, so he was behind a tree, poking his head out from time to time to take a look.

It was lunch time, and the members who were working in the fields were returning home from work.

Ding Maomao didn't wait long before he saw a man with an empty basket on his back passing by on the other side of the tree.

The man was dressed in a ragged ragged coat of burlap, and although he was middle-aged, his face was full of frost and wrinkles, his face was dark, and his lips were thick, and it was a face that looked ordinary and even a little ugly.

But there is an indescribable honesty in him.

Ding Maomao couldn't have imagined that the man who almost forced himself turned out to be such a man who seemed to be honest and responsible!

However, when she saw the man enter the adobe house that she had been staring at for a long time, she couldn't help but believe it.

Ding Maomao's eyes were full of resentment and tears fell, her nails were sunk deep in the flesh, she trembled like a sieve, biting her lip and glaring at the adobe house with resentment.

A thought flashed through his mind, Ding Maomao shook his hands to wipe away his tears, and turned to leave.

*

When Wei Lan returned home, Grandma Gu had already gotten up, and was sitting on the threshold peeling dried cowpeas, and a small half sieve had accumulated in the bamboo sieve.

These are old cowpeas, some of which are kept for next year's seeds, and the other part, when the winter weather is cold, soaked in water to cook porridge or fried and eaten.

"Grandma, this is the river shrimp given by Brother Yang." Wei Lan walked over with the shrimp.

"If you give it to you, you will keep it, and then go back and make up your own mind how to eat." Grandma Gu smiled and said that Wei Lan's cooking skills are still very pertinent, especially after eating the fried lamb chops last time.

Wei Lan smiled and nodded, carrying the bamboo basket and preparing to go to the backyard to raise it with water, and wait for everyone to eat together in the evening.

As soon as he walked into the backyard, seeing the cloth package and military kettle by the well, Wei Lan paused, turned his head and hurriedly walked to the other side, and vigorously pushed open Gu Chao's door.

There was a "bang" sound when the door touched the wall, and Wei Lan's chest rose and fell.

Today's sixth watch, the second round of PK, is very important, so important that I can't find words to describe it!

Pity the poor ballad, chapter punch in, book circle punch card, as well as comments and tickets!

Regarding the shelves, if everyone is strong, you can make six changes as appropriate in the next few days (bow thank you!) ）

(End of chapter)