After leaving Wei Jianshe's house, Lu Manyue went straight to Wei Dingbang's house.

The wheat in the field has been almost harvested, leaving only stubble.

Because of the rush to harvest, there were still a lot of broken wheat ears left in the fields. Many old people and children carried baskets and picked them up slowly in the fields, one step deep and one step shallow.

Behind them, there was a group of unfamiliar men and women.

Some children are teaching them how to do farm work.

Lu Manyue noticed that there were suddenly so many unfamiliar faces in the village, and she subconsciously looked over there.

Just one glance and he was discovered.

The men and women who were discussing whether or not to burn the wheat straw all turned their heads one after another and looked at her.

Lu Manyue saw many emotions in their eyes.

But without exception, there was a hint of fear in everyone's eyes.

There were more than a dozen people in this group, the oldest of whom was a middle-aged man with a weather-beaten face.

The rest were all young men and women in their twenties.

They snuggled around the middle-aged man, with him vaguely as the center.

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Manyue eagerly.

Wei Jianshe, who had been following Lu Manyue to see her off, suddenly trotted to the front and greeted the group of people enthusiastically.

Calling brother, sister, and uncle.

Lu Manyue was stunned and asked him who these people were.

Wei Jianshe replied with a smile: "They are all educated youth who were recently assigned to our village."

Lu Manyue narrowed her eyes.

How could a small village like Weijia Village suddenly receive so many educated youth?

This is a little unusual.

Moreover, when these people saw the strange faces outside the village, they were first afraid, then desperate, and then they all clenched their hands and looked at her vigilantly.

If they were really educated youth, they wouldn't have to feel so guilty.

Their behavior is more like that of people who have a secret and are afraid of being discovered, so they overreact like a frightened bird at the slightest sign of trouble.

When Wei Jianshe introduced these people to Lu Manyue, the middle-aged man also came back to his senses and asked the old lady next to him in a low voice: "Aunt Wu, who is this beautiful female comrade? Why haven't I seen her before?"

The old man who was picking wheat ears hunched over and carefully put a broken wheat ear he had just picked up into the basket.

There was no answer to the middle-aged man's words.

The middle-aged man asked again.

The voice was slightly raised.

This time, the old man finally responded. He uttered an "ah" and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man. "Hu Zhiqing, what did you just say? I'm old and my hearing is poor. I didn't hear it clearly."

Hu Zhiqing asked for the third time.

The old man turned his head and squinted at Lu Manyue for a long time before he recognized her.

"Oh, it's Wei Dingbang's new daughter-in-law. I heard she's from the city and has been to our village twice."

Hu Zhiqing, who was holding the shovel with white knuckles, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was Wei Dingbang's wife.

The dozen or so young men and women nearby also relaxed their guard in an instant, and each of them gasped for breath like a fish that had suddenly returned to the water.

Lu Manyue took a step forward.

These people are really weird.

One moment they were scared as if they had seen a ghost, and the next moment they all suddenly grinned at her.

Wei Jianshe kept muttering along the way, "Wei Dingbang, you are so popular. After just one meeting, these educated youths are so happy for you."

"Wei Dingbang, why don't you like to talk?"

"Wei Dingbang's family, you've taken the wrong road. If you go that way, you'll be exposed to the sun. This way is closer and more shady."

"Wei Dingbang, don't move. There's a grasshopper in front. It's delicious if you catch it and roast it."

Wei Jianshe suddenly leaped forward, clasped his hands together, and held a grasshopper that was perched on the tip of the grass in his palms. He smiled and said to Lu Manyue, "I'll treat you to some roasted grasshoppers later. I'll eat the head and you eat the body. The meat on the body is the most fragrant and has the most meat."

Wei Dingbang's house is at the very end of the village, with a small hill behind it and a small river in front of it.

The bamboo fence is covered with morning glories.

No one took care of the vegetables in the garden and they had long been dried up by the sun. If you threw a match in there, they would catch fire immediately.

Wei Jianshe asked Lu Manyue if he could pick these dried vegetables to roast the grasshoppers.

Lu Manyue had no objection.

Wei Jianshe went to pull it out happily.

After a while, he plucked a small handful and threw it at Lu Manyue's feet.

Seeing Lu Manyue standing motionless at the door, he urged her to open the door and go into the kitchen to get a box of matches.

Lu Manyue told him with a stiff face: "I don't have the key."

Wei Jianshe exclaimed, and asked in surprise: "How could you not have a key? You are Wei Dingbang's wife, and he didn't even give you a key to his house?"

These words came out unintentionally, but they made Lu Manyue feel a little pain in her heart.

Yes, even children know it. If he really treats you as a family member, how could he not even be able to enter his house?

But she had never thought about this before.

She believed whatever Wei Dingbang said.

Wei Jianshe looked up and saw that Lu Manyue looked unhappy, so he quickly comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll go to the next door to borrow a box of matches, I can burn the grasshopper just the same."

Having said that, he jumped and ran away.

The weather was too hot, and Lu Manyue was tired and thirsty, so she squatted under the eaves and stared blankly.

After waiting for a while, she stood up again and wanted to find the spare key to Wei Dingbang's house.

Generally, a lock has several small keys. Some people are afraid of losing them all, so they will keep one somewhere at home in case of emergency.

She felt inside the door sill, in the firewood pile, in the gap under the window, and even used a pole to push down the rice sieve hanging under the eaves to have a look.

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