Li Fei returned to the village.

He was stunned before he even entered the courtyard.

Chen Dachun drove a van and parked in front of his house, with an indifferent face, his beard shaved cleanly, but with a somewhat fierce look.

His daughter Chen Shijia sat in the co-pilot, holding the window with her hand, and looked around curiously.

Lin Xuejiao hid in the house, sticking out her head, with an uneasy face, looking around through the window.

It seems that the last incident left a deep psychological shadow on her.

As soon as Chen Dachun saw Li Fei, he nodded at Li Fei, bowed slightly, and spit out two words in his hoarse throat.

"Boss."

He seems to have a natural dislike of saying superfluous things, and he will not be polite.

Chen Dachun leaned sideways slightly.

"Boss, I have already delivered the pork you bought today as instructed, and the rest is here."

Chen Dachun opened the trunk after speaking.

There were several foam incubators inside, Chen Dachun opened one of them, the cold air came out, and the pork was packed in a fresh-keeping bag and wrapped in a large piece of ice, which showed that Chen Dachun had handled it carefully.

Li Fei asked Chen Dachun to send most of the pork to Bai Zhiqing.

Bai Zhiqing was a little overwhelmed when she saw the truckload of pork delivered in the afternoon, and after knowing that Li Fei bought it, she sent it to the company's kitchen.

Later, she never understood why Li Fei gave her pork, did she know that she was going to celebrate her birthday?

But what is the moral of this?

Li Fei held his chin with his hand.

"In that case, let's eat together tonight."

Li Fei called Huang Dacheng's family, Huang Dacheng and several of his cousins, and invited Chen Dachun to stay.

Huang Dacheng took out the homemade wine, set up two large tables in the courtyard, pushed the glasses and staggered them.

Chen Dachun is a good hand at handling pork, and cooking is a must, stir-fried shredded pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, roasted pig's trotters......

The meat in each place was made just right by Chen Dachun.

Li Fei didn't drink, several men got drunk and fell aside, and Chen Dachun silently cleaned up.

Li Fei walked to the back of the courtyard and looked up at the moon.

The moonlight was like a flower, sprinkling the fields.

A young girl walked up to Li Fei, raised her head, and looked up at the sky with him.

Her figure looked beautiful in the moonlight, and her amber brown eyes reflected in the moonlight.

Li Fei didn't turn his head, and he knew who was coming.

Huang Rou whispered.

"I always feel that life is really getting better little by little."

Since Li Fei's eyes have improved, not only Li Fei has changed, but also Huang Rou.

For her, living is just a continuation of the pain, being tormented by an unknown illness, being limited to travel, and staying in that bed for a long time.

It's as if Sun Wukong drew a circle on the ground and said not to step out of this circle, there are monsters outside, and she can really only stay in this circle, suffering from illness and no hope of recovery.

Until now, Li Fei rescued her, stretched out a hand, took her out, and drove away the monster named disease.

Li Fei stretched out his hand and gently touched Huang Rou's short hair.

Huang Rou half-squinted her eyes, like a kitten, and seemed to be very useful.

After a while, Huang Rou looked at Li Fei with those brown eyes and said.

"Brother Xiaofei, you can go with me."

Li Fei responded.

"Okay."

The two of them took a slow walk on the ridge.

The moonlight shone on the ground like fine pieces of silver, shining brightly on the corners of the leaves.

Li Fei walked behind Huang Rou, his eyes unconsciously stayed on the girl's white skirt, the girl's steps were very light, the white skirt swayed, tugging at his heartstrings in the silver moonlight.

The girl's waist is very thin, the white skirt is tightly wrapped, and the waistline of the skirt is well outlined.

Further up, there is the girl's flat back, snow-white neck, and the short hair that swayed slightly.

At this time, a hand reached out.

Huang Rou didn't look back, stretched out a white and delicate little hand, and gently hooked it.

Li Fei smiled, took the lead, took three steps and made two steps, and walked beside her.

Huang Rou blushed.

"Brother Xiaofei, you close your eyes, I'll take you somewhere."

Li Fei obediently did so and closed his eyes.

Familiar darkness came.

He spent the first twenty years of his life in such darkness, unable to see, and falling at the slightest stumble.

But fortunately, there are still people who support him.

Just like now.

Huang Rou's gentle voice came.

"Brother Xiaofei, there is a hurdle ahead, be careful, raise your feet a little higher."

"Ah, there's a small slope ahead, it's okay, I'll pull you, you take a smaller step."

He felt the girl's slender shoulders leaning up, supporting him.

The two walked slowly, and the summer night wind blew gently, sending away the heat of the day.

Ten minutes later, Huang Rou helped Li Fei sit down.

Li Fei felt that he was sitting on a large rock, and the girl's voice and breath came from the side.

"Brother Fei, you can open your eyes."

Li Fei slowly opened his eyes.

The moon hung high in the sky, reflecting the shadows of the mountains in the distance, a small river flowed between the mountains, broken silver jumped all the way down the rocks, and the faint sound of dogs barking in the distance wandered between the two mountains.

Huang Rou stood in front of him and turned around slightly, her white skirt blooming like a small locust flower, and her slender and white calves were as warm as jade.

Huang Rou stretched out a hand and gently placed it in front of her and said.

"I don't have anything else to give to Little Feige."

Li Fei didn't understand.

"What do you mean?"

Huang Rou looked at the ground.

"I often feel that I have suffered too much because of this disease."

"But it is precisely because of this illness that I became acquainted with Brother Xiaofei, so I hate and love my illness."

"And now, my body has been completely cured by Brother Xiaofei."

She raised her head and looked at Li Fei gently.

"That's why I often want to give everything I have to Little Feige."

"I'm sick and frail, fresh eggs every once in a while, an old locust tree, and this place, this is a scenery that only I have seen."

"That's everything I can give to Little Feige."

"Well, the scenery here is beautiful."

The girl smiled, tilting her head slightly, the moonlight flowing like milk on her skin.

Li Fei was dumbfounded.

"You're more beautiful than here."

Huang Rou's face turned red with her ears, and she said angrily.

"Brother Xiaofei, even if you praise me, it won't do any good."

Li Fei explained.

"I'm just telling the truth."

Huang Rou approached Li Fei and glanced at Li Fei with shame.

"Then you close your eyes."

Li Fei closed his eyes.

It was dark in front of him, and he could faintly hear the rustling sound coming from ahead.

Huang Rou grabbed the hem of her skirt with her hand, revealing her inner uneasiness.

She wanted to do it that day, but a flash of lightning suddenly interrupted everything.

Her gaze stayed on Li Fei's lips, her eyes were blurred, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated.

She gradually got closer, the tips of their noses were about to touch, and Huang Rou felt that her rapid heartbeat could be heard clearly.

But she stopped there, not daring to go any further.

No, it still doesn't work.

She stretched out a finger and gently pressed it against Li Fei's lips.

Li Fei opened her eyes and saw her holding the hem of her skirt tightly with her other hand, shrinking her neck, her pretty face was flushed, and her eyes were wandering.

Huang Rou said forcefully.

"What is Little Brother looking forward to?"