Chapter 7:

After the setting sun was over, the village was quiet. People smoked up in smoke. He Sanya didn't know which muddy muddy hole she got back from, and her head was covered with weeds. She walked like a cat, quiet and silent.
He Songbai noticed the movement and took her in one hand to look back and forth for a round. His face was a little bad: "A fight with someone?"
He Songzhi fell struggling to the ground and ran back behind the elder sister with a flinch.
He Songye plucked the grass from her hair and patted her comfortably with her head. It wasn't until she bathed the little girl that she found a big piece of bruise on her leg, blood flowing, and the back of her ears were cut. She screamed in amazement, and quickly picked up a pile of smelly grass and put it in her mouth to chew it and apply it to He Songzhi's wound.
She comforted her little sister for a long time, and then remembered Zhao Lanxiang who had just moved in.
"Go and call her, eat."
He Songye tapped Zhao Lanxiang's house and gestured to his brother.
He Songbai black-faced and knocked on the door of Zhao Lanxiang. When there was no movement, he kicked the door and said badly, "Where are you, where are you?"
He Xiaomei opened her eyes and was so scared by her elder brother that she dared not say anything.
He Songzhi smiled and wiped the little girl's face with a towel.
"No, fight. He, get angry."
"Does it hurt?"
He Xiaomei was so painful that she grinned, but when she saw a white chubby steamed bun on the dinner table, her eyes were full of incredible shock and joy. She pointed her finger at the white bun, and Sister He nodded with a grin.
...
After Zhao Lanxiang came out of the shower, he saw He Songbai standing impatiently at the door of her room. The door was kicked by him, making a crunchy sound.
He Songbai lost his temper and was caught without any embarrassing consciousness. He stood so straight at the door of Renren's room, looking at her frivolously and casually.
Zhao Lanxiang twisted his wet hair with his fingers, slammed him with extremely cold eyes, and returned to the room to take a towel to dry his hair.
He Songbai knocked her door again: "My sister sees that you haven't prepared anything for the first day, so you can eat with us. Tomorrow you will order something and make up for what's missing, we don't cover meals!"
The woman's clear and sharp voice came immediately from the room, "Okay."
He Songbai said, "You come out immediately."
Such a shout, if you change to the old man twenty years later, she must have taught him. However, now Zhao Lanxiang stopped his movements and pushed open the door.
He came in with a bunch of grass that he didn't know what it was and packed it in a pottery basin.
He looked at the girl’s house in the city openly and without realizing the consciousness of breaking into the girl’s private territory. His eyes glanced over the clothes scattered on her bed. There were many small houses in the room in just half an hour. Articles, two sky blue curtains hung on the window, the old table was wrapped in clean floral paper, and a porcelain cyan vase was filled with several wildflowers.
The entire room was refreshed, revealing the freshness and tenderness of the woman alone.
He Songbai shut the windows of the house tightly and said lightly: "Gather your clothes and valuables and go to dinner."
Zhao Lanxiang only put away the clothes on the bed, but did not leave, leaning on the door to watch him.
He Songbai snorted: "Why don't you go to dinner, afraid I won't steal your things?"
Between the words, he scratched a match with a stab, and gave the grass in the pot a point, and suddenly a thick white smoke rose. With two long legs, he jumped out of the door and pushed the woman standing at the door stupidly, closing the door with a loud bang.
Zhao Lanxiang's heart was suddenly sweet, he was smoking wormwood in her room.
Although he was fierce, he was quite careful. Wormwood can repel insects and dehumidify, and houses that do not live for a long time are prone to moisture and insects. If you fall asleep tonight, you can bite out a bag the next day.
When he was with him, Zhao Lanxiang was the one he was pursuing. Raising flowers every day, pruning and arranging flowers to make tea, teasing cats when I have nothing to do, and the old man looked at him in a confused way. He chased her patiently and confidently for three years. Now... she turned her head away.
He Songbai at this age is far from being informed. Such a fierce, cold and hard attitude, it is good not to scare the girl away.
He Songbai also said: "We are poor in the countryside and there is nothing to entertain you."
Zhao Lanxiang gave a vague voice, trying to make his voice appear normal, "I know."
He Songbai strode indifferently, throwing the woman behind him and walking back to the main house.
He's dinner is very simple.
It is slightly better than the food in the educated youth cafeteria, and the grains of rice can be seen anyway. But Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the sweet potatoes in the bowls of Sister He and Sister He, and retracted the sentence.
She put the rice in her bowl into their bowl and touched her belly with a smile, "The buns eaten in the afternoon have not been digested, and they are very supportive."
"You eat it."
Zhao Lanxiang glanced at He Songbai. He had almost no rice in his bowl. How could a big man eat all these things without oil and water all day?
She just wanted to give him this bowl of rice to eat, but He Songbai quickly swallowed the sweet potatoes in the big bowl in two or two, and the food was very fragrant, satisfying the taste of eating Shan Zhenhai. The bowl of dry rice walked toward the back room.
He Xiaomei bited the steamed buns bit by bite, biting into it and drinking the rich soup. When she sucked the oil in the bun with her mouth, her eyes flashed happily. She has never eaten such delicious food, and the meat she eats during Chinese New Year is not so delicious, so delicious she wants to cry.
He Songzhi stopped suddenly after eating half, swallowed the saliva and gave the bun to the elder sister.
...
When the educated youth went to work the next day, Zhou Jiazhen pulled Zhao Lanxiang out alone and asked her in disbelief: "You lived in He Lao Er's family?"
The shock and contempt mixed in her tone made no secret.
"I was busy moving yesterday, and I didn't have time to ask you clearly. You are in big trouble, move out quickly!"
Zhao Lanxiang was surprised by Zhou Jiazhen's disgusting tone. Why did one or two mention the old man?
She smiled and asked: "What's wrong, he has a wolf den and a tiger's den, can't live?"
Zhou Jiazhen looked at Zhao Lanxiang still laughing, and said angrily: "It's not just the wolf's den and the tiger's den, that person is simply a rogue, rogue! You don't know--"
The more she said, the more angry she became, and her face flushed. It was hard to tell what she was going to say next. Zhou Jiazhen pushed Zhao Lanxiang into the corn field.
"Last year He He and Pan Yu were messed up. They were sent to labor reform for a while. Now it is released, a good girl, what do you say... hey--"
When Zhou Jiazhen talked about the incident, she was full of shame and anger. She lowered her voice and secretly said, "Someone saw that they had drilled corn fields and Pan Yu was forced."
Zhao Lanxiang's heart was shocked. She never heard the old man mention it.
She shook her head, "It should not be as serious as you think, if that happens, it would have been shot."
"There may be misunderstandings here." Zhao Lanxiang said.
In this era, the relationship between men and women was very strict. Zhao Lanxiang had heard of an example in which a man broke into a female toilet and was sentenced to death. Neither couple is allowed to have intimate behavior in public. What's more, it is a major event that destroys others' innocence.
Zhou Jiazhen gritted his teeth and hummed from his throat, "Who knows, in short, you move out quickly, and I feel uneasy about staying in that kind of place for an extra day."
"I have been in Hezitun for so many years, and I have recognized all the people in the brigade. The second son of the He family is really not a good person, even if he is wronged, he is not a good person, otherwise he has been following Pan Yu until now. Unclear relationship?"
"I dare say that his family is too poor. The Pan family can't look down on him. He has no money to marry his wife."
Zhao Lanxiang said vaguely, "I know, thank you."
Her mood is a little complicated now, she is not happy, she is very unhappy.
The old man actually concealed her such a big thing, then pretended to be honest and said that he was the first one emotionally, if the behavior makes her feel uncomfortable, please bear with me.
It doesn't seem to be the same thing now. When he was poor and down, Peach Blossom never broke.
She also drilled corn fields, huh... she hasn't done such a fashionable thing.
Zhou Jiazhen was proud of keeping her friend safe. She waved her hand and said, "I will help you with your luggage when the work is finished."
"I live with your fellow now, and live in the secretary's house. I heard that there is an empty house there, Captain..."
Zhao Lanxiang refused decisively, "No, I will buy some food in the county later. Do you want to be together?"
The author has something to say: the old man is a bit fierce, and he cannot protect his family without being fierce.
In addition to drilling corn fields, the male owner has never done this.
The little cuties line up to leave a message, and Ni Meng's high cold will scare away Su Su. /doge face