"Sister-in-law, why are there so many red bumps on your neck? Were you bitten by mosquitoes?"

"Brother, you are so careless. Why don't you buy a mosquito net when you go shopping?"

Wei Jinyue is not married yet. As soon as she finished speaking, Deng Zhilan immediately reached out and touched her neck.

Then, he glared at Wei Yanzhen fiercely.

Wei Yanzhen lowered his head and looked at the mottled red marks on Deng Zhilan's neck, and coughed awkwardly.

"You still have to go out to play, so hurry up."

"I'll take your sister-in-law with me to buy a mosquito net tomorrow!"

Wei Jinyue always felt something was wrong. Her sister-in-law was just bitten by a mosquito, but why did her brother's ears turn red?

"Okay, I'm going out then."

Wei Jinyue finally left.

As soon as Wei Jinyue left, Deng Zhilan pinched Wei Yanzhen fiercely, "It's all your fault. You're not gentle at all. Now Jinyue has seen through it!"

Wei Yanzhen felt pain, but he held Deng Zhilan in his arms and said, "Okay, I'll be gentler next time."

Deng Zhilan pushed him away with a red face, and at this moment, Wei Jinyue came running back in a hurry with a bottle of floral water in her hand.

"Sister-in-law, I borrowed some toilet water from Sangsang. Please wipe it off quickly. It's very uncomfortable to be bitten by mosquitoes."

Deng Zhilan was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. She could only bite the bullet and take the floral water. "Thank you, Jinyue."

This time, Wei Jinyue left completely.

Deng Zhilan looked at Wei Yanzhen helplessly.

Wei Yanzhen smiled even more happily, "Wife, this proves that we have a good relationship."

It's because of their good relationship. In the past, the life they are living these days is something he couldn't even dream of. Wei Yanzhen is very content.

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The next day, the Luo family began to prepare for the wedding. The chef who prepared the banquet set up a large pot in the yard, and it seemed that they were going to set up a buffet.

Song Yitao happily moved out of the woodshed and into Luo Yisen's room, and returned the small bed she had slept on to Luo Xiaojun.

Luo Yisen sat in the room, still a little dazed.

How did the relationship between him and Song Yitao develop to such an extent? Clearly, before that, he just went back to the house to get a pen.

A white body appeared in his house, and its slender arms climbed onto his neck. He tried to break free, but the woman burst into tears.

Somehow, he felt sympathy for her, and as if by magic, the two of them rolled around together.

"Yisen, we have already done what we wanted. Does the look on your face mean that you don't want me anymore?"

"I swear I will be a good stepmother and take good care of Xiaojun."

Song Yitao spoke very nicely on the surface, but her inner calculations were clattering.

Old Mrs. Luo agreed to their marriage. As long as she married into the Luo family, she would no longer have to work in the fields.

Deng Zhilan has Wei Yanzhen to protect her from the wind and rain, and she also has someone, Luo Yisen is the production team leader, no worse than Wei Yanzhen!

"Yi Tao, I hope what you said is true, and we can live a good life in the future."

"Don't bother the Wei family next door anymore. Even if you have grievances in the past, for my sake, you'd better behave yourself!"

After experiencing the dam construction incident, Luo Yisen was very clear about Wei Yanzhen's personal abilities, and he did not want to make enemies with the Wei family.

What's more, after Luo Laogen was sent to the Public Security Bureau in Bei City, Feng Zhijun also gave him some advice.

When city leaders come to inspect, the Dongfeng Brigade may be selected as an "excellent collective brigade". Don't get into any big trouble recently!

"Behave yourself. I will listen to you. I will behave myself."

Song Yitao still has endless aftertastes in her heart.

It has to be said that Luo Yisen is very strong. He has been doing physical work all year round and is good at farming and transplanting rice. She has chosen the right man.