After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Hu Wenhua wanted to give it to her, but felt a little abrupt.

After struggling for a long time, he straightened his position and said in a normal tone: "My sister's house will kill a pig tomorrow, and I can exchange it for mushrooms. If you like to eat, you can come and exchange it."

Ding Jiajia's eyes were filled with smile, and she thanked softly: "Thank you for letting me know."

He was a really nice person. The exchange of mushrooms for pork must be a very happy thing for the people in the village, and he even took the initiative to tell her.

However, my parents earned a lot of money from collecting medicines. They were not very rich, and they could still be satisfied with adequate food and clothing every day. But the people in the village didn't know it. They only saw that their family had no land and no land, and their life was not guaranteed.

She is not hungry for pork.

Hu Wenhua heard the indifference in the little girl's words. He was worried that she would not go and that she would not know which house, so he became a little anxious and said, "My sister is Hu Shuiqing. Of the houses on the highlands, hers is the only one that is easy to find;

You, if you feel tired picking mushrooms, I can help you. "

After saying that, I felt it was too obvious, and for fear of scaring the little girl, my burly and thick body huddled together a little cramped.

He felt that he should leave, but his feet had their own consciousness and didn't want to leave yet.

Ding Jiajia knew Hu Shuiqing, and no one in the village didn't know it.

In the past, people in the village only called her from Fan's second family or Fan's second daughter-in-law, but since they exchanged rice for mushrooms and chicken heads for rice last year, people in the village will call her by her name, and she has her own name.

She didn't have much impression of Hu Shuiqing in the past. At most, she knew that she and the Fan family woman who bullied her belonged to the same family. But after the separation, especially after this series of events, she knew that she and the Fan family woman were different.

She thought about getting acquainted, but she didn't have the chance.

Their family makes a living by collecting herbs. After selling the herbs, they can buy meat and rice. There is no need to pick up mushrooms to exchange them. There are not many opportunities to interact with Hu Shuiqing.

Now, she wants to know the name of this strong and burly young man who helped her?

Ding Jiajia is waiting.

But what was waiting for her was just the young man nervously saying that he wanted to help her pick mushrooms.

Afraid that he would think she was greedy for meat, she explained softly but clearly: "No, my family is not short of pork, so there is no need for help."

He is tall and strong, and it must be very tiring to squat down to pick mushrooms.

Hu Wenhua thought that he would not be able to see her tomorrow, and since he, a foreigner, could not come here often, it would not be good for her.

He asked relentlessly: "What about the rabbit? Do you want to change it?"

He can do the rabbit's bidding.

Ding Jiajia still shook his head.

After careful consideration, he said, "I don't like meat too much."

Unlike other families in the village, her family actually has no shortage of meat, and the meat cooked by grandma is, well, not very delicious.

When she was a child, she always thought that meat was not delicious. It was not until her parents took her to Fucheng once and ate the meat in a Fucheng restaurant that she realized that the meat cooked by her mother simply did not taste good.

She also thought about making it herself, but the result was even more unpalatable.

She inherited her mother's bad cooking skills.

Replacing it would be a waste of meat.

Hu Wenhua scratched his head and couldn't think of anything else to do.

How about finding a reason to come over tomorrow and see her?

But if the villagers see it, will they gossip?

Isn't it not very good to treat her as a little girl...

Ding Jiajia's hands fiddled with the herbs, and her eyes drifted to the big man in front of her from time to time.

He was tall and strong, much taller than Fan Dazhu and the others who often threw mud at her. There was even no man in the whole village who was bigger than him. In the past, she was afraid of such people.

When he saw it, he lowered his head and hid away.

But she wasn't afraid of him at all, and even felt a little relieved. What was the reason?

"you"

"I"

The two spoke at the same time, then stopped at the same time, waiting for the other to speak first.

"Little uncle, little uncle! Where are you?" Fan He shouted from far to near.

Hu Wenhua has never disliked his nephews so much!

Afraid that they would come looking for him and yell out, he hurriedly turned around and said, "I'm leaving!"

He crossed his long legs and ran away quickly.

Ding Jiajia looked at the person who disappeared in an instant and bit her lip.

Putting her hand on the veil on her face, she just remembered that she forgot to tell him that she was not ugly.

Fan Erzhu and others laughed at her for having red bumps on her face, just like a toad. Would he think she was ugly too?

Ding Jiajia didn't care much about appearance in the past, and even felt that Fan Dazhu and others misunderstood her and thought she was ugly, which saved her trouble, but now she cares a little.

She wanted to tell him clearly and let him see her appearance.

He lowered his head to look at the prepared medicinal ingredients, and while stirring them, he thought absentmindedly, why not pick up the mushrooms and exchange them for pork...

Hu Wenhua has long legs and a strong body but is extremely flexible.

After a while, he ran outside the old village chief's house and met his two little nephews.

"Uncle, where have you been? We have finished playing with our friends, why haven't you come back yet?" Fan Hu asked, raising his little head.

Hu Wenhua coughed uncomfortably, "Just look around, look around, it's nothing."

Fan He pulled his sleeve and warned, "Uncle, please don't run around. There are more mosquitoes, snakes, and ants this summer than in Niutou Town. You have to be careful."

Hu Wenhua suddenly thought of the little girl drying herbs.

Who picks so many herbs?

Is she going to pick it too?

There are so many mosquitoes, snakes and ants, isn’t it very dangerous!

Oh, and he even asked her to pick mushrooms!

Picking mushrooms is also dangerous.

"Second brother, you forgot, there is Uncle Ding in our village. His family of herbs is much better. It's okay to eat poisonous mushrooms, and snakes must be okay too." Old God Fan Hu said thoughtfully.

Hu Wenhua's mind automatically locked on the word herbal medicine, and he asked tentatively: "Are there many families with a lot of herbal medicine in your village?"

"Whose family doesn't have a few herbs?" Fan Hu asked his uncle with wide round eyes.

Every household has several herbal remedies for treating diarrhea and preventing mosquito bites.

Hu Wenhua's heart sank and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

Fan Hu continued: "But Uncle Ding's family is the only one with a lot of medicinal herbs!"

Hu Wenhua's sinking heart rose again.

He really wanted to lift it up and turn it over for his little nephew so that he could finish the sentence at once!

"How many children does your Uncle Ding have?"

Fan He glanced at his uncle suspiciously, and then explained: "Uncle Ding is the collective name for people in the village. He is older than our father, so we should call him Uncle Ding.

Uncle Ding has only one daughter, and everyone in the village knows it. "

Hu Wenhua waited patiently.

But after waiting for a long time, the two nephews didn't say the name of the little girl.

He took a deep breath and felt like he had never said before that his nephew had said a lot of things he shouldn't have said.

But he couldn't just ask the girl's maiden name.

Laughter came from the yard, and Fan Jiang ran out after a while.

While running, he waved to the people in the yard and shouted: "My mother said it herself, I heard it right, aunts, don't worry!"