In late August, on a breezy night, a young boy pushing a bicycle gazed tenderly at his little girl.
The little girl turned her head and smiled, like moonlight sprinkled on the boy's heart. The smile in his eyes became deeper, and the joy in her eyes became deeper.
The little child sitting on the horizontal bar and yawning, looked at his sister who was smiling tenderly, and then looked at his elder brother who had a look of tenderness.
Is this what love is? Yan Mingcheng lowered his eyes and thought seriously.
"Sister-in-law!" Yang Feng trotted up behind Yan Mingli and scratched his head embarrassedly, "Well, I apologize to you."
"Apologize?" Mo Yutong looked at the boy in confusion, but saw a hint of apology in the boy's eyes.
Suddenly remembering his reaction when she first arrived at the Nie family, Mo Yutong finally came to her senses and glared at the boy unhappily, "I'll settle the score with you when I get home."
"Anything is fine. I'll listen to you." Yan Mingli looked at her, with endless tenderness in the depths of his pupils. He had misunderstood. Whatever the little girl did was not excessive.
"Hehe..." Yang Feng looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt a thousand cold winds blowing, making him feel lonely and cold.
Just leave! I feel suffocated because I haven't asked the truth clearly. If I don't leave, I'll stay! These two people really don't treat themselves as outsiders.
"Hmph! I can't let anyone else get what I like." Mo Yutong pouted slightly and snorted at the young man.
The young man stared at her, love surging in his eyes like a tide. Only she would feel that she was so popular, and those people just wished him dead.
"That's right, we must not let other women get away with it." Yang Feng said casually, making Mo Yutong laugh: "Second Uncle Yang is in front, why don't you follow him?"
"I know the way." You're not a child, would you be afraid of walking alone at night?
On the left side of the road is a corn field that has not yet produced ears of corn, and on the right side is a sweet potato field that has just been plowed. The view is wide and clear at a glance.
Bah! That's not the point. The point is... "Sister-in-law, how do you know it was Wu Ergou who injured Yang Goudan?"
"I don't know." This answer not only stunned Yang Feng, but also Yan Mingli.
Suddenly, an absurd thought flashed through his mind. Yan Mingli pondered for a moment and looked at the little girl firmly, "What you want is not the facts, but the results."
"Brother Li is so smart!" Mo Yutong knew that her boy might not think of it at the time, but he would definitely react afterwards.
If he was really stupid enough not to understand that, he wouldn't have accumulated so much wealth in his previous life.
"So the truth is not important. Someone has to take responsibility for this, and it's best if that person has had a conflict with me."
When things pull out that thread and then sort out the intricate connections along the thread, all doubts will be resolved.
"Er Ni mentioned yesterday that you had a fight with Wu Ergou, who is from the next team." Mo Yutong's meaningful words made Yan Mingli curl the corners of his lips unconsciously.
Being on the neighboring team means not being constrained by the Nie family, and being able to disregard Nie Hongshan's reputation. Even afterwards, they won't be easily questioned, so there is no need to worry.
"My sister-in-law has a really good brain." Yang Feng was dumbfounded, his eyes fell on the back of Mo Yutong's dark head. He wanted to reach out and knock on it to hear what sound it made.
"What are you thinking about!" Yan Mingli stared at Yang Feng's green eyes unhappily, and gently covered the little girl's head with his palm and rubbed it lightly.
"You've messed up my hair." Mo Yutong pressed down his rebellious hand, not allowing him to move again.
Little did they know that the intimate behavior of the two had stunned Yang Feng. Even though he was knowledgeable, he couldn't help but blush.
"I'll comb it for you when we get home." Yan Mingli didn't rush to pull his hand back, but pushed the bicycle steadily with one hand.
"That requires you to know how to do it." Mo Yutong raised her chin and glanced at him with pretended anger.
"Teach me." Thinking of the little girl teaching him how to braid her hair, his ears instantly felt hot, but he couldn't bear to look away.
"I won't teach you." Turning her head away, Mo Yutong pursed her lips and smiled secretly, her beautiful eyes overflowing with spring love.
"Hey, hey, hey! Even if you think I'm dead, at least there's a child sitting there. Be careful of the impact!" Yang Feng really couldn't stand it anymore and quickly jumped out to stop them.
"Second Brother Yang, what did you say?" Yan Mingcheng turned his head to look at him with a confused look on his face, and rubbed his tired eyes with his hands.
"It's not good for children to be too smart!" Yang Feng glanced at him helplessly. There was a smart Yan Mingli who was ten years younger than him. If there was another Yan Mingcheng, the children in the village would not be able to survive.
"..." Hearing the depression in Yang Feng's tone, Mo Yutong lowered her eyes and smiled from ear to ear.
The smile was so gentle that the stars behind the clouds couldn't help but stick their heads out to look at this warm world.
At this time, a woman's curse could be heard faintly from Yang Dahe's house next to the cornfield, but it was intermittent and not clear.
Yang Dahe sat hunched on the bench in the bedroom, listening to Aunt Yang swearing as she patted the mattress, and smoking his pipe in silence.
Perhaps thinking of something, Yang Dahe said the first words of the day, "We separated from Big Brother's family a long time ago."
"What's wrong with splitting up the family? If the family splits up, Goudan is no longer a member of the Yang family. If the family splits up, Yang Dachun is no longer Goudan's uncle."
Aunt Yang was displeased when she heard this and shouted angrily, "If Tuo Mingya dares to deny Goudan, I will go to the county printing factory and make a scene. I'll see how Yang Chunshan can put his face."
A full ten dollars almost cost her her life, and she couldn't even curse!
...Yang Dahe smoked his pipe without saying a word, and the smell of cheap tobacco filled the room.
"It's all your fault, you coward, you loser. I'm so unlucky following you!" Aunt Yang was so angry that she jumped off the bed, pulled up Yang Dahe's thin sweat shirt, and beat him with all her might.
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