Thinking of Li Weimin's suffocated bruises, annoyed and her helpless face, Ding Keer felt funny.

As soon as Ding Keer entered the house, Mrs. Li eagerly came up.

"My good grandson, where have you gone? I'm scared! ”

Mrs. Li held Ding Keer's little face and said with a smile, but her tone was full of worry.

"Milk, I'm looking for a friend, and I forgot the time while chatting." , Ding Keer casually found a reason.

The other Ding family members, who were also worried, were looking forward to it not far away, and they could only wait for Mrs. Li to get out of the way before they came over to ask for warmth.

"Ke'er, are you alright?" , the second brother Ding Qiang asked gently.

Ding Qiang is polite, has a gentle personality, and looks quite similar to his mother Shen Lan, and his face should be whiter, which is definitely what everyone calls a "little white face".

Ding Ke'er was just about to speak, but he noticed everyone's expressions and suddenly understood.

It turned out that they were worried about her, and they ran out because Yang Daya was sad.

Ding Keer's expression was a little helpless, but she was very comforted in her heart.

"I'm fine, other people's business has nothing to do with me."

"Yes, people like Yang Daya are not worth your bothering at all, Ke'er, don't bother with her in the future."

Big brother Ding He's eyes breathed fire, if Yang Daya wasn't a woman, he would definitely beat her.

Ding He looks rougher, his face is angular and angular, like his father Ding Zhijun.

As the boss, he did what a big brother should do.

Sometimes, though, he's not very expressive, so he's a bit aggressive.

Ding Zhijun echoed: "Your eldest brother is right, there are so many good girls in the village, you find someone else to play."

My daughter is so good, everyone will definitely want to play with you. ”

In Ding Zhijun's eyes, his daughter is a thousand good people, and if others treat her badly, it is someone else's fault, a typical spoiled woman.

Ding Keer, who was surrounded by three big men, listened to their words of concern, Ding Keer's eyes were red, and his face was full of smiles.

"Stop surrounding Ke'er, eat."

Shen Lan, who came out of the kitchen to serve food, saw this scene and looked at them with a soft face.

"Hey." , Ding Keer's crisp voice responded.

Ding's family's meal is average, corn porridge at night, but Ding Keer made two thin cornmeal stickers alone.

Everyone tacitly agreed that they did not move the cakes, and Mrs. Li gave it to Ding Keer.

"Kerr, eat well."

Ding Ke'er didn't refuse, the family has always been like this, she doesn't want it, I'm afraid that others will think that what's wrong with her will only increase their worries.

However, she secretly decided that she must let them live a good life.

After eating, Shen Lan didn't need Ding Ke'er to help, so she had to go back to the house to rest.

Ding Keer is 20 years old, she is so old, and her fingers don't touch the spring water, her life is comparable to that of the eldest lady in the city.

Ding Keer knows that her family spoils her, but she is from the countryside, is this really good?

When she came out to go to the bathroom, she found that the hall was still lit, and she walked over to see who was inside.

When she reached the door, she heard someone talking inside.

Ever since she had the ability, she had become deaf and clear, and the door didn't affect her hearing at all.

"This year's peaches can't be sold at a high price, so I originally wanted to sell them for money and buy more rice, white noodles and meat for Ke'er."

Although he couldn't see Ding Zhijun's expression, Ding Keer could imagine Ding Zhijun's regretful appearance.

"Hey, it's a loss to my good grandson, it's so good, why did it hail!"

Mrs. Li's voice was not so crisp, with a sense of sadness.