Mei Sanniang is a half-old, no children, no daughters, no men, she has lived in Zhangcao Hutong for more than ten years, and she happens to live in a small and broken yard next to the black girl's house.

So whenever she sees a girl of the right age, she will ask.

The black girl looked at the mother-in-law who squeezed away everyone and deliberately stood in front of her, wearing a big red coat and a plump body, and always felt that this person looked a little discordant.

But that's none of her business.

Mu Pozi was just surrounded by everyone in the middle, listened to all the gossip of the neighbors, knew what this mother-in-law named Mei Sanniang was doing, and hurriedly pulled her daughter back behind.

"Big guy, I'm sorry, my daughter is back, so we'll go back to the yard first. ”

Mu Pozi said hello to everyone with a red face, pulled the black girl and quickly hid back in the courtyard, closed the courtyard door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't expect these neighbors in the city to be so enthusiastic, and her native woman in the countryside couldn't resist it at all!

The black girl carried the vegetables in her hand, and the mother and daughter walked into the kitchen together.

"Lin Zhutou is okay, right?"

"It's fine. ”

Listening to the relaxed tone of the black girl, Mu Pozi was a lot more relieved.

"Lin Zhutou has helped us a lot, you have to help Lin Zhutou take a good look. ”

"Don't worry, Lin Zhutou's injury will be healed in three or two days. ”

Of course, the black girl was confident in her own medicine, and when she thought of the group of people surrounding her yard, the black girl asked suspiciously, "Do all those people live nearby, why are they gathered at the door of our house?"

At the mention of this, Mu Pozi suddenly became depressed.

looked at the big fat boy in his arms and sighed deeply.

"Mother just wants to stand at the door to see when you come back, it's also a steamed bun, this child is too painful, and the neighbors saw it, so they came to take a look. ”

Mu Pozi asked the black girl in distress.

"You said that people asked about the identity of steamed buns, what should my mother say?"

When she was at the gate just now, she was surrounded and asked for a long time, Mu Pozi is a person who can't lie, and she doesn't dare to talk nonsense, so she can keep her mouth shut and don't say a word.

The black girl took the steamed bun in Mu Pozi's arms and turned it upside down, but in a few days, how did she think that the little ginseng doll was heavy again?

"Just say it's my son. ”

"How can that be done!" Mu Pozi immediately straightened her face and jumped up in disagreement. "You are a big girl, where did you come from, do you want your reputation to be known? No, no, absolutely not. ”

The black girl smiled absently and said, "Then it's my brother?"

"That's even worse. Mu Pozi's old face turned red, how old is she, how can she still give birth to a child, and if she wants to say it, she still wants her old face. Not to mention that the black girl's father left home for the battlefield two years ago and never came back, if she could still give birth to such a big child, she might as well be killed.

Seeing that the old lady had a black face, she was obviously really angry, and the black girl hurriedly said good things.

"So, steamed buns are the most suitable for me as my son. Mu Pozi still wanted to object, but the black girl preempted the conversation. "Mother, the steamed buns are so cute, if it is known that it is not our own child, you are not afraid of being robbed?"

"But ......"

"Mother, don't worry, I'm a big girl with yellow flowers, real gold is not afraid of fire, what is there to be afraid of. ”

Hearing the black girl say such shameless words, Mu Pozi couldn't wait to pounce on the black girl and cover her mouth.

"You can say this kind of bastard, you want to be angry with your mother!"

But in the end, Mu Pozi still accepted the suggestion of the black girl, first, she felt sorry for the baby doll with steamed buns without her father, and second, she knew that the black girl was a good person, since she said so, she must have thought so in her heart, otherwise she would not be able to bring the child back.

Before dinner arrived, Pan An carried a lot of good things on his shoulder and knocked on the door of the black girl.

After entering the courtyard, they had to work, chop wood and carry water.

The black girl pointed to the dry pyre in the corner, and then took Pan An to see the full water tank in her house, and Pan An finally was honest for a while.

"What are you doing with so much stuff? It's too expensive. ”

"This is my intention, I didn't know you moved here yesterday, otherwise I would have come a long time ago. ”

The black girl looked Pan An up and down, feeling the eager gaze of the other party when she looked at her, which was full of warm yearning and longing. He may think that this is liking, but he doesn't know that it is just his illusion, he may just see something in himself that he yearns for.

Feeling that the black girl was looking at herself, Pan An's white and tender cheeks were suddenly dyed red.

"Pan Zhutou, aren't you busy?"

"Oh, my patrol time has been changed to after the unitary hour, and when the evening comes, I will take two more turns around here, and you and your aunt can sleep in peace!"

"Then you have to be careful!"

Hearing that the black girl was concerned about herself, Pan An was excited. He felt that the black girl was simply the woman that God had prepared for him, black and strong, and the son born with the black girl in the future, if he could neutralize the skin color of himself and the black girl, he must be a real man.

The more Pan An thought about it, the hotter his heart became.

After dinner, Pan An had no intention of leaving, but Mu Pozi held the food box and handed it to Pan An.

"Trouble Pan Zhutou, this is a soup that has been stewed all afternoon, with herbs added to it, nourishing qi and nourishing blood, and I bother Pan Zhutou to send it to Lin Zhutou. ”

Pan An was stunned for a moment, and asked stupidly: "You boiled this soup? ”

"What's the hard work, this soup is all boiled by black girls, where do I know the recipe for replenishing qi and nourishing blood!"

When Pan An heard this, he felt uncomfortable, and forced a smile to look at the black girl.

"I'm tired of Pan Zhutou, Lin Zhutou has helped me a lot, which can be regarded as a little bit of my heart. ”

Looking at the black girl's serious little face, with no other expression, Pan An breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, then I'll help you send it to Lin Zhi, he's really a blessing. ”

In the last sentence, Pan An muttered in his throat.

When Pan An left, Mu Pozi talked to the black girl.

"Mother looks, how does that Pan Zhutou seem to be ...... to you"

"Mother, what are you talking about! Don't guess. ”

"Don't try to lie to your mother, your mother's eyes are not blind. ”

The weather in the evening was particularly hot, and I always felt a little aggrieved when I sat in the house.

Mu Pozi glanced at the black girl, and sat down in the courtyard with a small square stool, shaking a fan made of bamboo strips in her hand.

"Mother thinks this Pan Catcher is not suitable for you. ”

The black girl smiled, moved a small square stool and sat in the yard, and said leisurely: "Mother, you forgot, I have already made a marriage." ”

Mu Pozi's face collapsed, and she knocked the black girl's head with the handle of the fan, and said with a lesson of hatred: "You admit this family business, it's hard for people to remember you now!"

The brunette clutched her head and shrunk her neck. "Even if there is no papaya, Pan Zhutou and I, this black and white, no matter how you look at it, don't match it well. ”