The little fairy who is about to wear a baby is pregnant again

Xiao Cheng's back stiffened and he relaxed his strength.

Grandma Xiao looked at her stubborn grandson and couldn't help but sigh. It was self-evident who owned the quilt and skirt in the basin.

This brat came back over the wall in the middle of the night yesterday, don't think she doesn't know.

Xiao Cheng has always been confused and distracted these days. As a person who has been through this, Grandma Xiao knows one thing very well: some things cannot be stopped even if there are difficulties and obstacles.

There is always a collision with the south wall.

That's all, it depends on his fate.

"Xiao Cheng, you have suffered so much these years. Now that Xiao Yu has undergone surgery, you should think about yourself."

Two weeks ago, Xiao Cheng took a leave of absence without telling everyone and the village, and took Xiao Yu to the city for extracapsular removal surgery. The operation was successful and Xiao Yu recovered well, but Grandma Xiao was still worried and kept Xiao Yu resting in the house.

This is also the reason why Ruan Ruan couldn't find anyone some time ago.

Xiao Cheng rubbed the soap locust and said in a low voice: "It's not bitter."

How could it not be bitter? How many people did not survive those days? Grandma Xiao knew that he just didn't say anything.

She will always remember the scene when Xiao Cheng dared to protect her and Xiao Yu with a wooden stick when he was still a child. She never expected that they would all grow up in the blink of an eye.

Grandma Xiao looked at her grandson's broad back and said gently: "Come here."

Xiao Cheng washed his hands and squatted beside her, looking puzzled.

Grandma Xiao turned sideways and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Go up the mountain from the back door, go two miles away, and find the largest locust tree."

"!...Grandma...you..." Xiao Cheng's pupils narrowed and his face was cold.

"Go ahead, you're going to need it."

Grandma Xiao patted his shoulder, closed her cloudy eyes, and her tone was relieved.

Everyone said that the Xiao family had gold. Although it was not groundless, the so-called gold was not much. When the house was ransacked, they had already been thoroughly searched. Those people were furious and fought for the little yellow croaker, fighting for their lives. The fear at that time has always been engraved in her heart.

If it weren't for these gold, the old man would not have died, and his son and wife would not have passed away early.

A common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade.

No matter how hard her life has been these years, she has never thought about it.

But now Grandma Xiao is relieved.

The eldest grandson is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He has a determination to refuse to admit defeat, which is exactly the same as his grandfather's stubborn temper when he was young. His personality is also the most like the old man.

Although she didn't ask for the way to pay for Xiao Yu's surgery, she knew that her grandson had been doing other things outside. As the child grew older, he had his own ideas. She had no right to interfere, but she couldn't worry about it every day.

Grandma Xiao doesn't want her children in the future to bear the same infamy as her. They have been unable to lift others up all their lives and have obeyed their fate for so long. It's time to fight.

This is the only thing she can do for Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng didn't expect that what he thought was perfect would be seen through by his grandma. Looking at the silver thread on her temples, his throat felt as uncomfortable as a lump of cotton.

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The village gave the educated youth three days to choose a family to live in. On the first day, many people had already signed their names with the village chief, but Ruan Ruan had not yet made a choice.

When she went to work the next day, she just walked to the cornfield and saw a snakeskin bag on the ridge next to it. Inside was a neatly stacked quilt and two skirts.

These are all her things. They should still be buried under the soil, but now they appear here, washed clean by others, exuding the faint fragrance of soap locust.

Ruan Ruan took a gentle sniff, with joy on his brows. He knew who did it without having to guess.

She took advantage of the fact that there was no one around her, and the field where the man was running was empty, and the smile on her face suddenly fell.

He is still avoiding her.

She turned around to leave, but a pebble bounced under her feet, wrapped in a layer of crumpled paper.

Ruan Ruan looked around and saw a piece of patched clothes and half of dusty homespun shoes exposed under a big tree not far away.

Apart from Xiao Cheng, she had never seen anyone else wearing such worn shoes.

What does this person want to play?

Ruan Ruan frowned and unfolded the note. There were three words written in charcoal on it, 'I'm sorry.' Her eyes twitched and she said loudly: "Where did the stone come from?"

"call out--!"

Another stone fell, and a palm-sized piece of paper was filled with sorry.

Ruan Ruan: "Who is so wicked? Come out quickly. If you play any more pranks, I will sue the village chief!"

Another note, still sorry.

But this time Ruan Ruan didn't speak again.

Xiao Cheng tensed his body and concentrated on her. When he heard the sound of the soles of her shoes grinding against the soil, he thought she was leaving. He panicked and walked out from behind the tree, but he didn't want to meet a pair of big, flickering eyes.

The tree was not too thick, and Xiao Cheng barely maintained his figure with his shoulders hunched, looking pitiful.

Ruan Ruan wanted to laugh inexplicably, but he crossed his arms and put on a cold expression, "You said we would never see each other again, so why are you provoking me again?"

Xiao Cheng looked away in embarrassment and stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Why bother asking the police if I'm sorry? Don't you have nothing to say other than sorry?"

"I...you...can you please stop living at the village chief's house..." Xiao Cheng rubbed his palms, lowering his head and not daring to look into her eyes, like a large dog being scolded.

Ruan Ruan suppressed her laughter and asked in a deep voice: "Where can I live if I don't live in the village chief's house? Are other people's houses as good as the village chief's?"

Xiao Cheng swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rolling up and down with his movements, the words stuck in his throat over and over again but refused to come out.

This morning, he heard Liu Haiyan say that she was going to live in the village chief's house and Liu Haiqing's room. For the first time, he felt scared.

He was afraid that if he lost this opportunity, he would really pass her by. He was afraid that she would really be with someone else.

"Forget it, I don't have time to waste time with you." Ruan Ruan snorted, turned around and left.

"Stay in my house!" Xiao Cheng yelled out, blushing as he watched her slowly turn around, as if she was sinking her boat. "My house is better than the village chief's. You can live in my house... as long as you want."

Ruan Ruan felt happy and bit her lip, "You hate me so much, why should I live in your house?"

"I don't hate you, I..."

Ruan Ruan: "What are you?"

"I want to be nice to you. You live in my house for free and I help you with the work."

"There are so many people who want to be nice to me, so you have to queue up." Ruan Ruan didn't let him express his feelings so hard.

While waiting in line, Xiao Cheng suddenly thought of Liu Haiqing, and jealousy suddenly surged up.

Xiao Chengshang felt hot. After taking a deep breath, he looked at her deeply with his eyes, word by word, his tone was pious and serious:

"Comrade Zhen Ruan, I want to date you for the purpose of getting married. I promise that I will be good to you. I will give you everything I have, and I will definitely let you live a good life!"