Leaving Lin Haitang's house, Liu Defang held an umbrella and followed the flowing water to the east to Shanxiangkeng.

There are several rows of stone houses scattered under the mountain incense pit, Liu Defang knocked on a wooden door facing east, and for a while, he heard the sound of running inside: "Who?" ”

Liu Defang didn't speak and continued to shoot.

"Squeak", the door was opened from the inside, Xie Yizhen saw that it was her, and was stunned: "Why are you ......?"

The room is small, only up and down, and there are tables, chairs and benches at the door, and a stove at the innermost.

There was a strong smell of alcohol in the air, and the lights upstairs were dim, and there was a man swearing and scolding.

Xie Yizhen had his sleeves up, a little white foam on his wrist, and was obviously washing dishes.

Liu Defang glanced upstairs and said coldly: "It's okay, your parents are upstairs, so you don't have to beat you if you do those immoral things and be known by them." ”

Xie Yi really sighed, his eyes innocent: "What are you talking about...... What is lacking in virtue? ”

"You pushed Lin Haitang into the water today, I saw it."

Xie Yizhen's fingers clenched, and the expression on his face remained unchanged: "Nonsense, Haitang fell by herself, I'll help her." ”

Liu Defang sneered: "Isn't it, you know it in your own heart." ”

"You talk nonsense! Or is it Lin Haitang who is talking nonsense to you? ”

"Lin Haitang is fortunately okay now, if she is knocked out by you, you have to go to prison!"

Xie Yizhen's eyes turned red, and he looked angry and aggrieved: "I'm asking you, is Lin Haitang talking nonsense to you!" ”

"Yizhen, who?" Xie Yizhen's mother, Zhu Baoru, asked upstairs.

Xie Yizhen sobbed aggrievedly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't speak.

Liu Defang glanced upstairs and said to Xie Yizhen: "You are so self-conscious, how far away from Lin Haitang is in the future, you are not allowed to look for her again." ”

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Whatever you want."

After speaking, Liu Defang turned around and prepared to leave.

Xie Yizhen suddenly reached out and grabbed Liu Defang's left arm holding the umbrella.

Her hands are very strong, and her clothes are thin at the end of summer, Liu Defang was pinched by her hard, and her brows furrowed in pain.

Xie Yizhen raised his eyes to look at her: "I haven't finished asking yet, did Lin Haitang go to Lulu to complain?" ”

Liu Defang's strength was not small, and he slapped a palm on the back of her hand: "Let go!" ”

Xie Yizhen covered the back of her aching hand, and stared at her with bright eyes: "Or are you dazzled yourself and ran to Lulu to talk nonsense?" ”

Liu Defang glanced at her, touched his arm that was pinched, and turned to leave.

Xie Yizhen said to her, "Lulu knows about this?" ”

Liu Defang didn't look back: "You guess it yourself." ”

Xie Yizhen suddenly became angry: "Liu Defang, you stop for me!" ”

The heavy rain was falling in a hurry, Liu Defang continued to rub his arm as he walked, and secretly said that Lulu was really right, Xie Yizhen would definitely lose his temper and ask questions.

"If Lulu hadn't said leave you alone, I'd have torn your face now." Liu Defang muttered softly.

Zhu Baoru poked his head down from upstairs: "Yizhen? Who the hell is it? ”

"That out-of-town guy, Liu Defang." Xie Yizhen closed the door and went back to wash the dishes in annoyance, but when he took the dishes, he found that his hands were trembling.

She really wanted to smash the bowls and scream loudly.

But she couldn't.

Drunk Xie Jianqiang, Xie Yi really can't afford to mess with him.

The upstairs is also narrow, but it has to live for their family of three.

Originally, there were two beds, one horizontal and one vertical, with a bedside table in between, but because he was older, Xie Yizhen knocked nails and threads on the wall and hung down a curtain.

After washing the dishes and returning upstairs, Xie Yizhen closed the curtain, and the light came through, she sat cross-legged on the bed in this small world, tugging on her summer blanket tightly, and recalled all the things in the past half a month over and over again, but she still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

This feeling is about to drive Xie Yizhen crazy.

She leaned over and took out a notebook from the small tin box inside the pillow, wrote Liu Defang and Lin Haitang on it, paused, and made up for Sun Bailu.

Then she picked up the needle in the box and poked frantically at the three words.

Her handwriting is not good-looking, she has not practiced it well, and her writing is crooked.

Soon, the crooked three names became full of holes.