"Xiaohua, what are you doing here?"
Uncle Li, who was driving the car, grinned with his yellow teeth, bare-chested, and stepped on the brakes with his big feet.
Xihe raised the bamboo pole in his hand and said, "I'm playing."
There were willow trees by the river, and water plants grew in the river, the grass was green. Xihe's face was white and radiant. Li Aiguo saw her expression but was unhappy. He scolded her directly: "Everyone is busy in the fields, but you are playing here. How can you be so ignorant!"
Nana, in particular, loves to work and has even injured her feet. But what about Li Hua? She just eats, drinks and has fun.
How can such a person be my wife?
Xihe instantly knew that this guy was worried about Zhang Na.
She casually tapped the weeds in front of her with the small stick in her hand, and said nonchalantly: "My mother loves me, my family raises me, and I don't need you to raise me, so why are you so anxious?"
Li Aiguo choked and wanted to continue scolding, but Uncle Li laughed and said, "Alright, alright, Xiaohua, take your time playing and be careful not to fall into the ditch. Let's go back first."
The tractor rumbled away, and Xihe could still see Zhang Na looking at him with a provocative look.
She raised her eyebrows and the smile on her face became meaningful.
Since you two are so impatient, I will delay it a little longer to make you anxious.
Suddenly the bamboo pole moved. Xihe pulled it and a small fish jumped out of the water. Its thin white body reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.
Xihe didn't mind and took it off and put it in the wooden barrel next to him.
In those days, people were short of food and clothing, and the fish in the river had long been eaten up by the village children, so they couldn't grow up at all. There were even few shrimps.
He fished until the sun was setting, dogs barking and smoke curling up in the village, then Xihe carried the wooden bucket back.
When we got home, Mother Li had already prepared dinner.
Corn steamed buns, sweet potatoes, a few smashed cucumbers, and a plate of pickles.
The weather was hot and humid, so the table was set up in the yard. The family didn't care about much, so the four grown men were shirtless, holding palm-leaf fans and fanning themselves.
"Big sister, come and eat."
The second elder brother of the Li family greeted him and started to eat a steamed bun in one hand.
Xihe washed his hands and sat over, only then he realized that he still had a bowl of egg custard.
Tsk, these days.
Compared with others, it was really good. Zhang Na happened to knock on the gate and walked in, and saw the egg custard in Xihe's bowl at a glance.
The already red eyes suddenly became even redder.
She had big breasts, a big butt, a thin waist, and a beautiful face. At this moment, her eyes turned red as if she had been wronged. The three Li brothers looked at her in amazement.
The original owner was naturally pretty, even prettier than Zhang Na, but she was my own sister.
The three brothers had no idea whether their sister was pretty or not.
But Zhang Na is different. She is an outsider, and she has been taking care of her skin since her rebirth. Now her skin is white and tender. She probably took a shower and modified her cotton skirt to show her thin waist.
Any man can't help himself to this charming look.
Oh, that’s not right. There was a cold look in Mr. Li’s eyes.
Father Li took a sip of soup, looked up at the girl who was about to cry, and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Na, what are you doing?"
Why are you coming to their house in the middle of the night, dressed in white, to mourn?
Zhang Na blinked and put on a fragile smile. "Uncle Li, this is what I'm doing. My leg is injured, and I'd like to ask for leave. Do you think I can rest for a few days?"
Afraid that Mr. Li would overthink things, he immediately said, "I'm definitely not being lazy. It's just that my feet really hurt. I'll get out of bed as soon as I feel better."
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