And the young people in the front yard, this will be very lively.

The old intellectuals took the oil lamp and took back the three people who were beaten into pigs' heads.

Seeing that they were neatly dressed and had no intention of falling asleep, Zhang Xiaojun realized that they had been straightened.

But it hurts too much at the moment, and I can't care about anything else.

The old intellectuals took the oil lamp and looked at it carefully, analyzing the injuries.

"Why did you hit so hard this time, tsk, how much it hurts?"

"That's it, this time the woman also beat hard, and the woman before was a little lighter!"

"Hey, where's the other little man?"

Mindai: Your little boy!

"I don't know, it's not going to die, is it?"

"Then go and see?"

"I'm not going! You go! ”

Fang Mingyang's eyes flashed, and he didn't speak.

In the end, no one went to see how Ming Dai was.

Fang Mingyang slept in the mud room, thinking about the big tiled house in the backyard.

If Zhou Sinian really killed someone, he should have been sent away, right?

So, will they be able to move in?

Because they were thrown out, Liu Daye and the three of them had no cover, so they could only borrow the cotton clothes taken off by other educated youths to cover them all night.

Low, hoarse moans and snorts of pain continued, and no one was bored or disturbed.

They fell asleep to the sound and regained their lost balance.

The next day, early in the morning, someone from the educated youth spot in the front yard got up, probing their brains to watch the movement behind, but no one dared to bypass the shadow wall to come and see.

Ming Dai also woke up, first went back to the space to wash up, then got off the kang and folded the cover again.

The annoying spirit is gone, and she needs to clean up her room tonight.

But the first problem, she has to solve the firewood problem.

Coming out of the room and looking outside, the small courtyard was still very cluttered.

She walked into the kitchen and looked at the stove, Liu Daye finished eating last night, the pot was not brushed, and the rice was clean.

Shameless!

looked at the firewood on the ground, it should have been folded by Zhou Sinian yesterday, and some of it was still very fresh.

In the water tank on the side, the water was also used up, and it seemed that the three of them did not replenish it last night.

She thought for a moment, then turned and went to the East Wing.

Looking at the closed door, she knocked.

"I'll use the firewood you brought from the kitchen, I'll make breakfast, please eat."

There was no sound inside.

She knocked again, repeating.

"The firewood will be returned to you at night, and if you don't come out, I will give you your consent?"

After a while, there was still no sound.

Mingdai turned around and went to the kitchen.

Pick up the wet firewood and put it in the corner to dry, pick up the bucket and go to the well in the corner of the yard.

There is a well in this house, and the educated youth used to come to fetch water.

Since this place was occupied by Zhou Sinian, they no longer dared to come over, so they could only go to the village to pick it.

This is also the reason why they want Zhou Sinian to leave.

The well had not yet frozen, the bucket was thrown down, and the sound of falling water sounded much crisper in the morning.

She only scooped up half a bucket of water at a time, and although her body was improved, her strength was still not good.

Thinking about going up the mountain to collect firewood, she didn't play a lot, and she was tired enough to go back and forth four or five times, but she finally brushed the pot.

I cleaned up the pot table, pulled out the ashes and threw them in the corner, and it burned a lot better.

Add water, Ming Dai clapped her hands, fortunately when she went to travel before, she had experienced rural life, otherwise the fire would not have burned.

He pulled down the bellows, increased the fire, and continued the firewood to keep it burning.

Mingdai got up, went back to her room, and carried the food she had received yesterday to the kitchen.

As soon as he put his things down, a shadow appeared in the kitchen door.

Ming Dai looked up to see a tall, thin man with a height of 1.9 meters staring at her.

This is Zhou Sinian.

He was very thin, skinny, and his face was out of shape.

But he was neat and tidy, and his hair was dog-nibble, but not messy and not greasy.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and many places were torn open and the cotton was empty, but they were very clean, but the color was a little different.

Wrong!