MTL - I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses-Chapter 468 Sister feeds you noodles

Chapter 468 Sister feeds you noodles

It was still raining last night, and the Gu family was a single-family house far away from the center of the brigade. It was true that Wei Lan didn't hear any movement.

We were all educated youths who came to the countryside from Beijing together. We had so many conflicts, big and small, and made mistakes. How could we not remember them?

 Just hearing the news, Wei Lan was still surprised, "Huh?"

The tip of the pencil in his hand cracked, and a straight line formed a z-shaped pleat under the translucent plastic ruler.

She turned to look at Lin Qing, her peach blossom eyes slightly widened, "Ding, Ding Maomao is back?"

Lin Qing nodded slightly, and Wei Lan understood.

 Many new policies have been implemented this year, not just the restart of the college entrance examination.

 Perhaps for this reason, Ding Maomao came back.

 However, Ding Maomao was not the only one who went to the farm in the first place!

Wei Lan's heart tightened when she thought of something, and her expression began to look unnatural: "Then... what about that Legging San? Is he back too?"

If Lester San also comes back, does that mean that some of the plots in the original text have not been changed?

Then...will she also end up like that?

Wei Lan's face suddenly turned pale.

Lin Qing didn't notice anything strange about Wei Lan and continued, "Lei San didn't come back, but the captain arranged for Ding Maomao to stay at Li Pinggui's house, the same one who drowned in Xiaogang years ago."

Wei Lan frowned, Li Pinggui?

Isn’t Ding Maomao the murderer of Li Pinggui? Can Li Pinggui's wife and daughter let her live in the house?

As if he knew what Wei Lan was thinking, Lin Qing held her still-unrevealed belly with both hands and sighed: "Ding Maomao is pregnant. Judging from the size, she is at least six months old..."

After a while, Lin Qing looked up at Wei Lan, "Don't you understand yet?"

Without waiting for Wei Lan to answer, Lin Qing lowered his eyes and said, "Lei San didn't come back, which means he is gone. The Li family has only two brothers in this generation, and the only descendant is Li Pinggui's daughter. There are no boys in the Li family, but Ding Maomao is pregnant. And moved into the Li family."

 So, the child in Ding Maomao’s belly can only be Leisan.

There is a half chance that the child in Ding Maomao's belly will be a boy. Even if Guifang doesn't want to, she can only swallow it with tears and blood mixed with the incense of the Li family.

In terms of passing on incense, not to mention the current era, even in the future thirty or fifty years from now, it is still something that many people care about and value.

Lin Qing seemed to have a lot on her mind on this matter. Wei Lan didn't answer, so she wasn't annoyed. Instead, she sighed again, "She can be considered a poor player with a good set of cards. If she could calm down, she wouldn't be able to do anything." If you survive till now, you can still get ahead."

Yeah, even if you can't catch up, you at least have to go to the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers University. If the college entrance examination restarts, you can still catch up with the first wave, right?

If you can’t win first place, can’t you still win the 10th or 100th place?

 It is impossible to get into a good university, and those who fail or are close to success will always stand out. What's more, in this era, anyone who wears the title of "college student" is a decent person who is among the best and earns face for himself and his family.

If people are more proactive and wait for the reform in the next few years, college students and those who have the experience of going to the countryside to engage in construction should be the most basic leadership team.

 But, some things are just like that.

 One wrong step, every wrong step, there is no regret in this world.

I just hope that after this experience, Ding Maomao will learn to grow up and live a peaceful life in the future.

Wei Lan fell into deep thought. When he came back to his senses, Lin Qing was no longer in the room. Only after asking Aunt Gu did he find out that Fan Zhuan had taken him back.

Standing up and moving around twice, Wei Lan stood in the room and looked out the window through the glass.

The rain stopped at three or four in the morning, and the wind seemed to have died down at this time. The turbulent black bamboo forest was swaying gently, and everything was returning to calm.

 Could the calm in front of me be really peaceful?

“Wei Lan, the rice is all in the basket. You have sent it and come back quickly. I’m making some soup.”

 “Ah, okay. Grandma, I’ll come right away!”

The roof of Gu Yang's house is a thatched roof. It was just renovated with yellow mud last year. It can last for a year or two in normal years. But with the heavy rain this year, a lot of thatch and yellow mud were washed away, and there was leakage everywhere in the house. The firewood and rice vats were soaked through and could not be turned on.

Gu Yang was called out to repair the canal and the roof before he had time to repair it. Fang Xia was taking care of the children and the elderly at home, so she couldn't always run to Grandma Gu.

Gu Yang and Fang Xia were both honest and sincere people, and they were embarrassed to bother Grandma Gu, but Grandma Gu was concerned about the couple's difficulties, thought about it over and over again, and finally made the decision to make an extra portion of the rations in the future. It's time for dinner. Ask Wei Lan or You Lan to run over and deliver them.

Youlan gave it to you in the morning. No, the rain stopped outside, and the little girl ran out to play with Ji Fengyao, and she hasn't come back yet.

Although it was July, due to the rain in the past two days, the weather was gloomy and the temperature also dropped. Wei Lan wore a light blue long-sleeved button-down shirt and a darker color underneath. Long skirt, just down to the ankle.

The skirt is large and fluffy, and the legs are either cold, or the slim button-down shirt on the upper body is close to the flesh, and I can feel a slight chill.

Wei Lan put on a thin coat, took out the rubber shoes that Gu Chao bought for her from under the bed, put them on, and then turned to the kitchen when she was ready.

There are two large bowls of rice in the basket on the kitchen table. The vegetables are packed separately. Half of the bowls are fried beans and half of the eggplants are fried with peppers.

Although they are all vegetarian, there is enough oil in them, making them delicious and delicious.

Wei Lan glanced at it, took her usual clothes and put it on the basket, turned around and walked out, "Grandma, I'm going!"

 “Hey, the dirt road is slippery, slow down!”

 “I got it, grandma!”

Gu Yang's home is at the end of the village. Wei Lan walked through the alley on the familiar road. He just walked around the big banyan tree in the small square and before he stepped into the end of the village, he heard the faint sound of crying.

　　The cry of a very immature little girl, vague, yet very sad.

Wei Lan looked around and saw smoke coming from every house. It was hard to tell where the sound was coming from.

After looking at it for a while, and remembering business, Wei Lan walked towards Gu Yang's house with the basket in her arms, but found that the closer she got to the end of the village, the clearer the cries became.

"Eat, eat quickly! My sister will feed you noodles, they are delicious!"

“No, don’t, wuwu mother, I want mother, I don’t want to eat, wuwu...ah, I don’t want to eat!”

Just passing by the house where the noise came from, Wei Lan deliberately slowed down and glanced sideways.

There was a woman in the yard with unkempt hair and dirty clothes. Even so, her bulging belly could still be seen at a glance.

At this time, the woman was lying on the ground in the mud, her emaciated arms pushed a six or seven-year-old girl into the mud, and she forcefully stuffed something into the little girl's mouth.

Wei Lan tilted her head and saw this scene.

The little girl's mouth was full of mud, and she struggled to cry out. The woman took advantage of her opening her mouth to cry and stuffed the thing in.   Pink, still squirming...

 It’s an earthworm!

"vomit..." Wei Lan's peach blossom eyes suddenly shrank, and when she saw clearly what the thing was, her stomach suddenly turned upside down and she retched.

As soon as she spoke, the woman in the room paused, turned her head and looked over, revealing a familiar and unfamiliar face at the same time.

 Under the messy hair, half of the face is covered in **** scars, and half of the face is still the same as before...

It is this kind of sharp contrast that appears on the same face at the same time, which makes people feel even more chilling!

especially!

 Especially with that expression!

Wei Lan's body trembled suddenly, she shook her head in disbelief, and ran away.

The woman in the courtyard seemed to have discovered a new toy, "hehehe" and ran towards Wei Lan with a silly smile.

 “Ouch, mother! I want mother…”

The little girl's cries still lingered in her ears. Wei Lan bit her lip, not daring to think back to the scene just now.

Ding Maomao, why did you become like that?

 “Bad woman! Bad woman!”

There was a clatter of footsteps chasing behind her, Ding Maomao was chasing her!

Wei Lan didn't dare to stop now and kept running forward.

Run to the door of Gu Yang's house, Fang Xia was washing clothes in the yard.

Fang Xia looked up when she heard the noise, and the first thing she saw was Wei Lan, who was panting and covered in mud, and then the hysterical and crazy Ding Maomao chasing after Wei Lan.

Fang Xia didn't hesitate at all. She walked to the door of the courtyard with a mallet for pounding clothes, pulled Wei Lan into the courtyard, and laid her whole body in front of Wei Lan.

Ding Maomao just stretched out her hand to grab Wei Lan, but found that Wei Lan had already entered the courtyard. She took a look at the people blocking the courtyard door, and probably knew that she couldn't get in, so she grabbed Fang Xia with her withered paws.

Fang Xia was not afraid at all. She hit the outstretched arms with the mallet in her hand, and at the same time, Ding Maomao let out a cry of pain.

Fang Xia closed the courtyard door with her backhand, completely stopping Ding Maomao's thoughts. At the same time, she made a "hmm, um" sound, which was very depressing and dull, a sound of expulsion.

Perhaps it was because of the pain from the beating that Ding Maomao's eyes flashed with fear under his messy hair, and he turned around and ran away waving his arms.

Fang Xia stood at the door frowning for a while, then opened the door and entered the courtyard, and then lowered the bolt of the courtyard door.

Wei Lan stood nervously behind the door, shrinking and looking frightened.

Fang Xia softened her expression, reached out to hold her hand, and gently wrote a few words on her palm.

-never mind.

 Then he patted Wei Lan twice on the back to comfort him.

"Hmm...Yeah!" Wei Lan nodded vigorously, and finally glanced in the direction of the courtyard door with lingering fear, and then followed Fang Xia into the house.

Fang Xia took the food and served it to Mrs. Gu first, and then her portion.

She did not eat directly, but brought two more coarse porcelain bowls, divided the solid bowl of rice into two parts, and divided the vegetables into two parts.

The large portion was put in the kitchen cupboard and put on the shelf. She sat at the table and started eating the small portion.

Wei Lan was sitting on the pony at the door, holding and teasing the chubby Sister Han. The little girl was almost nine months old, with a chubby little face, eyes as dark as grapes, and small cherry blossoms. Her lips were pouting and bubbles were popping out, so cute.

When he was happy, Yu Guang saw Fang Xia's move, Wei Lan frowned, "Shao Geer and Sister Yan have not been weaned yet, why do you eat so?"

Breastfeeding consumes the blood and qi in the mother's body. It's no good if the body's nutrition cannot keep up. Then it will suffer for the child and herself.

Fang Xia glanced at Sister Han in her arms, shook her head gently, put down her chopsticks and made a few slow gestures.

Having spent more time with Fang Xia, Wei Lan can also understand some gestures and quickly understands what Fang Xia means.

Fang Xia said: Gu Yang is working hard, so I will leave some food for him to wait for when he comes back in the afternoon. My children often eat goat's milk, but it has rained heavily in the past few days and I don't have time to go to town to buy it.

Wei Lan quickly said: "I'll go back and tell my grandma to make an extra portion! I have this ration at home, what are you going to do with it?"

Fang Xia hurriedly shook her head and stuck her chopsticks into the bowl to make a gesture, but because she didn't stick them firmly, the chopsticks fell on the table and brought out a lot of rice. She immediately frowned in distress, picked up the rice grains with shaking hands and put them back. In the bowl.

 Then, he shook his head at Wei Lan with such a gentle smile, and gestured to Wei Lan, "I have a small appetite, it doesn't matter."

Wei Lan's heart was choked and she was silent for a moment. She stared into Fang Xia's eyes and said seriously: "Life will get better and better in the future. You and Brother Yang should not work too hard, but also take care of your health."

She rubbed her cheek against Sister Han's delicate cheek, and her tone was full of hope and smile: "Brother Shao and Sister Han will go to school for enlightenment in the future, and then they will get married and start a business, and then they will have children. It’s up to you and Brother Yang to take care of you. These prerequisites must be in good health.”

 At the end of the sentence, Wei Lan's expression softened, "Do you think what I said is right? Huh? Sister Han."

Perhaps the prospect and future described by Wei Lan were too bright. Fang Xia was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

After Fang Xia finished eating, she washed the dishes and put them back in the basket. She turned her head and saw Wei Lan teasing Sister Han with a gentle and peaceful smile. Sister Han was obviously also happy, vomiting "lucky hahaha" Bubbles and saliva stained Wei Lan's face, but there was no trace of annoyance on Wei Lan's face.

Fang Xia wanted to smile, but the corners of her mouth raised slightly. She thought of something and then fell down again.

Gu Yang's family and Li Pinggui's family were both at the end of the village. On the night when Ding Maomao was sent back, Gu Yang came out to see what was going on.

The two families were close to each other, and there were other gossipy people nearby. Even though Fangxia couldn't speak, she still heard a lot of news from other people.

And because of what happened when Wei Lan came just now, Fang Xia felt nervous. She moved a small horse and sat next to Wei Lan, took her hand and started writing.

— I’ll wait for Brother Yang to come back later and then I’ll take you back. The weather has cleared up, and we can start the fire at home tomorrow without having to deliver food here.

"I've seen all the firewood in the yard. The thinnest ones are as thick as an arm. If you take them and throw them on the ground, they will leave watermarks!" It wasn't that he didn't understand what Fang Xia meant. Wei Lan sighed with a smile and waved. Waving his hand, "Don't worry, I'll come with Youlan tomorrow and wear the bamboo whip made by Brother Chao. I won't be afraid of her coming again then."

Fang Xia was amused by Wei Lan's arrogant little model, but for just a moment, she wrote another string of words on Wei Lan's palm:

Ding Zhiqing went crazy. After moving into Guifang's house, he could hear Tian Zao crying every day. Tianzao is a girl who is less than six years old.

Fang Xia frowned slightly, a trace of unbearableness flashed across her face.

 (End of this chapter)