"Mo Zhiqing?" Blind Zhang understood and chuckled softly, "She came for you and won't leave."
"Uncle Zhang, what do you mean?" Yan Mingli suddenly stood up, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, "She and I used to be..."
"Ask her, she'll be happy to tell you." Blind Zhang also stood up and yawned, "You're old, you need a nap at noon. Remember to close the door when you leave."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang!" Yan Mingli took out a dollar from his trouser pocket, put it under the enamel jar on the table, and slowly walked out of Zhang's house.
The sky above his head was bright, just like his mood at the moment.
The little girl came to the production team for him, which might explain why she, a Beijing native, would take the initiative to apply to go to the countryside to join his production team.
If she wasn't familiar with this place, she would never have known about it, let alone fallen in love with me at first sight.
Were they the closest relationship before?
That's why she can be defenseless and completely trust herself, and even such obscure secrets can be exposed to herself without restraint.
His little girl must have been his closest person, and he must have been very good to her in the past, otherwise she would not have been so obsessed with her and longed to be close to him again.
When he thought of this, Yan Mingli felt that he had to treat her better and better in this life. He hoped that from now on, the little girl would think of him as he is now, not as he was before.
Running back to the grove, Yan Mingli swung an axe to chop firewood and bundle it into bundles. In less than ten minutes, he had obtained two large bundles of firewood.
He carried the firewood and strode towards the old carpenter's house, knocking on the door. "Uncle Zeng, I'm Yan Mingli, here to deliver the firewood."
"Put it in the woodshed!" Zeng Tieshan stopped what he was doing, looked up at him and said, "Ma Zhiqing just went to your house, go back and take a look."
"Okay, Uncle Zeng." Yan Mingli put the firewood into the firewood shed and quickly turned around and ran home.
What was Ma Xinguo doing at his house? Could it be that he also had bad intentions towards the girl?
He ran very fast, not taking the short path, but going straight through the woods to rush home.
The moment he emerged from the grove, he saw the little girl standing in front of the courtyard gate, talking to Ma Xinguo, her rosy face looking a little shy.
Although he knew that the little girl would never fall in love with Ma Xinguo, he still felt a little pain in his heart.
He walked quickly towards her, and she noticed him telepathically and immediately ran towards him happily, "Brother Li, you're back!"
"Well! You're back!" He looked at her tenderly, with deep affection in his eyes. Ma Xinguo, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but twitch his forehead.
"Brother Li, the bed I asked Uncle Zeng to make is ready. Ma Zhiqing asked me when to deliver it. What do you think is a good time?" Mo Yutong asked for his opinion.
"Tonight!" If it is sent over earlier, the little girl won't have to share a bed with her younger brothers and sisters.
"I also packed other things. Can I send them over as well?"
"good!"
"Ma Zhiqing, thank you for your help!"
"No trouble!" It's such a big pile of things, I'm afraid it will take several trips to move it all!
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