I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 223 Eager to see...

After some tossing, Wei Lan came out of Gu Yang's house carrying a small half basket of river shrimps. As she walked, she sighed that Gu Yang was a sincere person.

She just helped take care of Fang Xia and the child. This man wanted to give her all the good things.

Just as he was sighing, he bumped into Ding Maomao.

The two collided, and Ding Maomao staggered backward.

However, Ding Maomao did not raise his eyes to look at Wei Lan. Instead, he buried his head very low and walked anxiously towards a row of adobe houses behind the brigade.

The pace was hurried, as if someone was chasing him from behind.

Wei Lan looked back for a long time, muttering "something is wrong", then walked back with the bamboo basket, and quickly forgot about the matter.

After what happened that night, Wei Lan finally understood Ding Maomao's bad temper.

After she felt dissatisfied and disgusted with Ding Maomao, she desperately hoped that those things would give Ding Maomao some memory, so that he would not be so tricky in the future.

Unless you exhaust the patience of everyone around you, who will help if something happens in the future?

Let’s say that after Ding Maomao experienced what happened that night, his whole body was frightened and in great fear.

Ding Maomao was filled with hatred for the man who almost soiled him.

Ding Maomao inquired today and found out that the only person in the brigade who might have done this was called Leisan, who lived in the third adobe house at the end of the village.

Ding Maomao didn’t know Le San, but he also wanted to know who Le San was.

Walked to the end of the village and found the adobe house. Ding Maomao didn't dare to get too close. The cat was behind a tree, peeking out his head from time to time.

It is lunch time now, and the commune members working in the fields are leaving work and going home one after another. Ding Maomao didn't wait long when he saw a man with a stooped back carrying an empty basket passing by on the other side of the tree.

The man was dressed in a shabby coat patched with homespun linen. Although he was middle-aged, his face was weathered and wrinkled. His face had dark skin and thick lips. It was a face that looked ordinary and even ugly.

 But there was an indescribable honesty about him.

Ding Maomao never expected that the man who almost forced himself on him would turn out to be such an honest-looking man!

 However, when she saw with her own eyes that man entered the adobe house that she had been staring at for a long time, she couldn't help but not believe it.

Ding Maomao's eyes were full of resentment and she shed tears. Her nails dug deeply into her flesh. Her whole body was shaking like a sieve. She bit her lips and glared angrily at the adobe house.

 A thought flashed through his mind. Ding Maomao wiped away his tears with shaking hands and turned to leave.

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When Wei Lan returned home, Grandma Gu had already gotten up and was sitting on the threshold peeling dried cowpeas. There was already half a sieve in the bamboo sieve.

These are old cowpeas, part of which will be kept for next year’s planting, and the other part, when the weather gets cold in winter, can be soaked in water to make porridge or stir-fried for consumption.

“Grandma, these are the river shrimps given by Brother Yang.” Wei Lan walked over carrying the shrimps.

“Just keep it, and you can make up your own mind later on how to eat it.” Grandma Gu said with a smile. Wei Lan’s cooking skills were quite impressive to her, especially after eating the fried lamb chops last time.

Wei Lan smiled and nodded, carrying the bamboo basket and preparing to go to the backyard to keep it with water and eat it together when everyone arrived in the evening.

As soon as he walked into the backyard and saw the cloth parcels and military kettles beside the well, Wei Lan paused, turned around and walked quickly to the other side, vigorously pushing open Gu Chao's door.

The door made a "bang" sound when it came into contact with the wall, and Wei Lan's chest rose and fell.

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