Farmer's Favorite

If the old man Lin who left the door was very angry, then halfway through the road was five points, and when he really arrived at the gate of the dealer, there was only one point of anger and nine points of anxiety left.

Although his life was not very good, it was all smooth and smooth, and he didn't suffer too much.

The only thing was the knife cut by his own son.

That feeling, now that he thinks about it, he feels a severe pain in his arm.

This is not the most frightening place, the frightening thing is that when Lin Qi's eyes full of blood were staring at him like a ghost, he was so frightened that he didn't get a good night's sleep for half a year. Lin Qi was fine, and when Lin Qi got stern, he never stopped being afraid.

Standing by the door and stepping, old man Lin went in and out, hesitating for a long time.

Should he endure the fear, or endure it like before?Until a moment later, when Zhuang Xinyan went out, Old Man Lin didn't make a good choice.

Zhuang Xinyan glanced at him, but said politely: "Father, you are here, why don't you come in and sit down?"

Old man Lin waved his hand subconsciously, "No need."

But before he turned around and took a few steps, he turned around and said with a straight face, "I'd better go in and have a seat."

Zhuang Xinyan brought people to the main room, poured him a cup of tea, and said: "It rained heavily last night, so I went to pick up Grandma Ma, she slept late, Lin Qi is still resting at this time, if you have anything to do, you can talk to me Say it."

"What does it look like?" Old man Lin muttered, and he was dissatisfied again: "What does he do so much as an outsider about other people's affairs?"

"I'm afraid I don't remember, but I have received the kindness of the old village head. The matter of Grandma Ma is not an outsider's matter to us." Zhuang Xinyan said, the smile on his face had faded a little.

These words made old man Lin choke up, but he forgot about it, and he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable, so he took a few sips from his teacup.

Just like that, neither of them spoke, Zhuang Xinyan didn't care, but Old Man Lin became uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, Lin Tong didn't dare to provoke him, and Zhuang Xinyan also didn't dare to provoke him. If anyone in this village knows Zhuang Xinyan's abilities better, he and Lin Wuzhu are probably the only ones. The old man Lin is now down. They all remembered that that day, Zhuang Xinyan smashed the head of a big bug with just one fist.

Moreover, the eldest brother was beaten, and he could really see the bruises under his clothes.

In the final analysis, he still bullies the weak and fears the hard.

He could only murmur and say, "If you have money, you can't spend it recklessly. Lin Dong has prepared so many gifts, and I don't know if he can pay them back. With this money, it's better to help people from your mother's family. You Uncle is really short of money, how about Zhuang Xinyan, can you help?"

Zhuang Xinyan thought it was a bit funny, his father-in-law had always been only talkative, but now he spoke so pitifully, his face was turning blue, but he didn't dare to get angry, he said: "Lin Dong is also from Lin Qi's natal family. People, if you really want to count by relationship, you can be much closer than uncle."

"What kind of mother is he..." Halfway through the sentence, Old Man Lin couldn't continue.

At this time, Lin Qi walked in, and although he didn't listen to the whole thing before entering the door, he also heard what his father came for, and he said bluntly: "I said before, uncle, I can't help, so Over the years, I have suffered so much and suffered so much, I still remember clearly, Dad is willing to continue to be fooled by him, but I don't want to."

"You you you!" Old man Lin was so angry that he wanted to reach out and slap the table to show his dissatisfaction, but he didn't dare!If you want to teach this unfilial son a lesson, you dare not!The only one who can only speak harshly, he said angrily: "If you don't help, I will expel you from the Lin family's family tree, and you will not be a member of the Lin family from now on."

Lin Qi paused, and immediately took on an ugly look.

The old man Lin felt something was going on, but when he was about to say something, Zhuang Xinyan smiled coldly and said, "Father, Lin Qi was not from the Lin family at all. After we got married, he was the Zhuang Lin family. What’s more, it’s the family tree of the dealer.”

Old man Lin opened his mouth wide, with a dazed look on his face.

Lin Qi bowed his head, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Don't talk about dad, even he didn't react just now.

Isn't that right, he is not from the Lin family now, but the Zhuang Lin family of the Zhuang family. When it comes to outside, his surname is also the surname of his husband.

In the end, old man Lin left in a daze, because he found that he really didn't have the right to ask Lin Qi to do more for them in the future.

After people leave.

Lin Qi sat on the chair, leaning half of his back on Zhuang Xinyan's chest, he opened his mouth and kept chanting those three words silently.

Zhuang Xin extended his hand to hook his hair, and asked softly in his ear: "Why do I always feel that your father's attitude towards you is different from that towards Lin Dong?"

Lin Qi lowered his eyes, and he said softly: "I am only half a year older than Lin Dong. Although his surname is Lin, he was not born to my parents. He was probably around three or four years old. I was brought back by my father and kept raising him. Later I found out that Lin Dong was actually the uncle's responsibility at the beginning. He accepted the money and promised to raise Lin Dong. So I threw Lin Dong to my father."

In fact, everyone in the village knew about this matter, even Lin Dong knew about it. After all, when Lin Dong was brought back, he was already three or four years old, a sensible age.

Lin Qi went on to say: "Among the things my uncle did, I am most fortunate that he sent Lin Dong here."

Zhuang Xinyan understood immediately.

Why Lin Dong was sold, the people in the Lin family were indifferent, why in the old man Lin's mouth, Lin Dong is an outsider.

Zhuang Xinyan stroked his hair, he didn't talk about Lin Dong, but told about the person who came just now, he said: "Have you eaten the breakfast that the kitchen has left for you? As for the village chief, the matter of building a bridge is considered a major event in the village."

Why is it not a big deal.

You must know that this narrow bridge is really inconvenient for travel, and Lin Qi remembers that when he was young, there was a flood one year, and the water overflowed the bridge, trapping the people in his village for two months, until the water receded. travel.

So, the two went to the village head Chao Lin's house together.

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At the same time, at a place where the high wall was half collapsed.

Wenzheng sat on a small stool basking in the sun, picked up a tree branch from somewhere in his hand, and wrote and drew on the sand. No one could see what he was writing except himself, and even more often laughed a few times.

The laughter is light and agile.

Wu Tingyi really wanted to go forward and talk to him, but he didn't dare to go forward to destroy it just because he could hear the voice of laughter from time to time.

Wenzheng, on the other hand, turned around by chance and found the person standing behind him for a long time.

He tilted his head slightly, waved his hands and said, "Come here, it's so comfortable here."

In autumn, sitting in a place where the sun can shine and feel warm is Wenzheng's favorite thing to do.

Wu Tingyi stepped forward, not afraid of the dirt on the ground, and sat cross-legged next to Wenzheng.

Wen Zheng sat on a small stool and was taller than the people around him. He slightly lowered his head to look at it, and didn't speak, but had a smile on his face.

A little silly and a little heartwarming.

Wu Tingyi couldn't remember how many times he saw the smile of the person in front of him in those days.

Although he couldn't remember, he was sure, very little.

Unlike now, as long as you look back at this person, there is always a smile on his face.

He asked, "What are you drawing?"

; Not write, but draw.

Wu Tingyi remembers that what this person is best at is good painting.

"Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi." Wenzheng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he was a little excited. He kept hitting the sand with a wooden stick, as if he was happy that someone recognized him as painting.

Wu Tingyi suddenly asked in a strange way: "Are you painting me? I am also 'Yi'."

Wen Zheng was a little confused, shook his head, and couldn't stop calling the word 'Xiao Yi'.

At this time, Wu Tingyi put his hands on his eyebrows, raised his head and said to the person sitting on the stool: "Then how can I draw Wenzheng? There will be a reward for drawing."

Wenzheng is no longer confused.

He was very clear about the reward, he licked his lips, the reward Xiao Yi gave him these days was the warm and fragrant flower cake, sweet and delicious.

He was holding a wooden stick, with a little casualness in his hands, and rowed back and forth on the sandy ground. After a while, there was a smiling face again, with the corners of his eyes crooked like crescent moons. Wenzheng dropped the wooden stick , clapped his hands and shouted: "Reward, reward cake."

Wu Tingyi looked at his happy face, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and a pair of peach blossom eyes sparkling, he smiled lightly and said, "Would you like to reward Wen Zheng with a kiss?"

The crescent-like eyes widened in an instant, Wenzheng immediately covered her mouth with her hand, and leaned back as if disgusted.

Wu Tingyi found it interesting, instead of retreating, he leaned forward instead.

But before he stepped forward, there was a heavy weight on the front of his clothes, and someone pulled him back. Before he could react, someone slapped his cheek, which was glistening with humidity.

"Uncle Wu, Ah Mu can't kiss you, so I'll just kiss you." Xiao Yi babbled, feeling that it wasn't enough, and grabbed Wu Tingyi, who was stunned, and babbled on the other side of his face. for a moment.

After kissing, he turned to Wenzheng with a sullen face, and said a little seriously: "Am did a very good job, can you kiss boys, even Xiaoyi, Amu can't kiss, you know?"

Wen Zheng blinked her eyes, but still covered her mouth and nodded.

Afterwards, Xiao Yi brought Wen Zheng into the room, leaving the stunned Wu Tingyi outside, a little flustered and upset.

After a while, he got up quickly, and he didn't have time to wipe some of the saliva left by Xiao Yi on his face. He was worried that Xiao Yi saw something.

But he hasn't entered the house yet.

Xiao Yi walked out with a stern face and hands behind his back.

He frowned, and said seriously: "Uncle Wu, how can you teach me badly?"

Wu Tingyi was speechless, he found that he could speak well, but at this moment he didn't know how to explain.

And the small eyes on the other side made cold sweat break out on his back.

Xiao Yi took a long breath, he shook his head, and said: "Grandmothers have said that Mu is a twin, and you are a boy, so you can't be too affectionate. Outsiders will be laughed at if they see it."

Wu Tingyi was stunned, and couldn't help showing a wry smile.

He actually forgot the truth that even a child knows.

No matter what his thoughts were, he really shouldn't be so hasty.

But Wu Tingyi didn't know that Xiaoyi's "worshipful words" were because once he was outside, he kissed Wenzheng on the cheek, which made the elders laugh for a long time, and made Xiaoyi feel ashamed for a long time. Keep it in your heart.

Now, Xiao Yi just thinks that Wu Tingyi wants to kiss Eminem only because boys and Shuang'er can't be intimate, and he doesn't think too much at all, but he doesn't know that kissing has nothing to do with What does the two of you represent.

Because no one taught him.

Seeing that Uncle Wu remembered it, Xiao Yi shook his head and entered the room again.

He first took out the copper plates in his pocket and spread them out on the small table, counting penny by penny.

The more they counted, the more joy filled their big pupils.

Everyone envied Lin Baocheng, Lin Shuangyong and others for earning the most, but it was not the case. In the whole village, the one who earned the most was Xiao Yi.

Yu Ning's family runs a pastry shop in the town, and they sell a lot of flower cakes, and most of them are expensive ones.

Furthermore, because Xiao Yi was working in Zhuang Xinyan's stove house, seeing him carrying trays of flower cakes out of the village, he thought he was helping Zhuang Xinyan, and never thought that he would sell them by himself.

And the few people who knew the inside story also subconsciously concealed the matter, which is why the people in the village didn't know about it.

In addition to the silver earned by Yuning, plus the money Uncle Wu earned from hunting in the mountains after recovering from his injury, Xiao Yi calculated that there were actually more than three taels of silver.

He happily shook his head, pushed aside a bunch of copper plates, and said, "I'm going to buy clothes for Emma. Emma likes white ones. I didn't have any money before, so I'll buy him two now."

Then, he set aside more than half of the room, and continued: "This is for us to repair the house. Uncle Wu is here. We have to repair two rooms, one for me and Eminem, and one for Uncle Wu."

Wu Tingyi, who was leaning against the door, listened, the corners of his mouth slightly raised in an undetectable arc.

He thought that two houses would be enough, but the person who allocated them would have to change sooner or later.

At this time, Xiao Yi looked at the remaining copper plates, and couldn't help being a little dazed.

Wu Tingyi stepped forward, stretched out his hand, hesitantly and slowly, after a long time, finally put his hand on his head, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Yi raised his head, with a little water in his pupils, as if he had just woken up, he said: "Uncle Wu, other children have to study in the school, but I don't, I still go to learn secretly. I know it's not good, but I... really want to read."

Wu Tingyi stroked his hair, lowered his head and smiled at him, "Will Master blame you?"

Xiao Yi looked a little sad, he shook his head: "Master doesn't know that I'm stealing, and I don't know if Master will blame me."

Wu Tingyi had a friendly face, "Then let's take Shu Xiu to ask, okay?"

Xiao Yi opened his mouth slightly, and asked in confirmation: "Is it really possible?"

Xiaoyi's previous hesitation was to make up for Shu Xiu.

However, apart from his own earning, half of the money was earned by Uncle Wu, so he was not sure whether to use the money on himself.

"Of course, why don't we go now?"

Xiao Yi nodded violently, slammed the copper plate into his arms, and took E'Mu and Wu Tingyi to Hexian Village together.

At this time, there was already no one in the school.

But Xiaoyi knew where the master lived.

When he arrived at the door of the Master's house, he had a trace of timidity on his face, and instead of reaching out to knock on the door immediately, he looked back at the two standing behind him.

Wen Zheng smiled at him immediately, but Wu Tingyi nodded encouragingly.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi seemed to ignore all scruples, and he reached out and knocked on the door.

It didn't take long before the door opened a gap.

Xiao Yi hurriedly said: "Master Zhang, my name is Xiao Yi, it's my fault, I shouldn't secretly hide behind the school and listen to your lectures, can you forgive me for coming this time..."

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Before Xiao Yi could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly, with his eyes wide open, he stared eagerly at...the old aunt behind the door.