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Wu Xie nodded vigorously. The bigger the movement, the more pain in his back he felt. He couldn't help but hissed and complained, "Those tables and chairs are too flimsy. It hurts so much."

Unexpectedly, Xiaohua came with the blind man just after dinner. Wuxie subconsciously looked at the time when Xiaohua posted on WeChat Moments, it was noon.

"Wuxie, is it convenient for you to stay with me for a while?" Xiaohua asked him.

"Of course, feel free to stay. I'll clean it up for you later."

The fat man asked, "Do you want to eat?"

The blind man had already found a basin to wash his face, and without even looking up, he said, "Not yet, what do you have to eat?"

The prepared meals were gone, and so were the ingredients. The fat man searched the warehouse and found only instant noodles.

The blind man asked, "Do you have rice and eggs? I'll make fried rice."

Rice, eggs...

Wuxie asked the young man to borrow money from the house next door, and pushed him out the door, sticking his head out to look.

The blind man also joined in the fun and put his head on Wuxie's head: "Can we borrow Dumb Zhang? Will he go in and not talk?"

Wu Xie was about to speak when he heard his stomach growling. He laughed and said, "Then pray, or you can only eat white rice. It's okay for you to eat it, but what about Xiao Hua?"

The blind man suggested, "The chickens raised by the dumb man look good."

The fat man's voice came from upstairs: "Master Hua, the room has been cleaned."

Xiaohua: "Do you have any clean clothes?"

Wu Xie whispered, "Didn't you two take anything? It feels like you are fleeing."

The blind man poked Wuxie's head with his chin and threatened: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will sew your mouth shut."

Wu Xie curled his lips and deliberately imitated him: "Sew your mouth shut~ It's the new century now, you are committing a crime, don't even think about it. I tell you, I know all the police stations in this area."

The blind man said, "Why? You've been in there quite a few times."

The young man came out from the house next door. Wuxie stopped talking and stood up, trying to knock the blind man away by surprise.

The blind man's frivolous laughter sounded above his head: "Little dwarf, don't forget that the master is taller than you."

"Bro!"

Wuxie ignored him and ran over to pick him up alone.

The young man is very popular in the village, and the aunties in the village like him very much. When they have nothing to do, many aunties like to visit and give gifts. This time, the young man came in within two minutes, holding a bunch of food, and stuffed a few cooked eggs in his pocket.

"How is it? What did Auntie say?"

The young man tilted his head, glanced at Wuxie and said calmly: "His cousin has a daughter."

Wuxie angrily took the egg away, peeled it and ate it. He heard the young man's laughter, very small and low, but he was indeed laughing. Perhaps he thought the young man's angry look was a little funny.

At first, they were worried that they would not be able to adapt to the environment in Yu Village. The villagers thought that they were rich second-generations who were here to experience life and would leave in a few days. After a few months, the villagers' evaluation of them was that they had seen and experienced great things and now came to retire.

However, unexpectedly and logically, the young man adapted the fastest. He was restricted in the city and felt at ease in the village. He even learned to drive a motorcycle. The fat man said that the young man liked the mountains in the village the most, where he could run and exercise. The fat man liked the beautiful scenery here, and he liked something in the mountains that made him remember it. He often asked the young man who ran in the mountains to pick more.

After bringing the ingredients back, the blind man made fried rice. He washed the vegetables and made two kinds, one with green peppers and one without. The one without green peppers was Xiaohua's favorite.

Perhaps he was really hungry, the blind man ate so much that he wanted to bury his face in the food, and the fat man was worried that he would suffocate himself in the food.

Wuxie noticed that even though Xiaohua was hungry, she was still very polite when eating. She was really demanding of herself, Wuxie thought to herself, if the three of them were this hungry, they could just eat instant noodles, and Fatty might be able to eat five bowls.