The female supporting role of the oil bottle engages in introversion in the chronicle

Aunt He just came back with that dilapidated piece of paper, and the "paper airplane" had completely lost its original appearance.

"Ning Ning, I'm really sorry, my child didn't know how to play like this, so I'll pay you how much it is."

"It's okay, a piece of paper is worthless." Jiang Ningning waved his hand, as expected.

The paper planes folded out of this piece of paper are very brittle, and generally you won’t be able to play them for a long time, but Yoyo cherishes them very much, and is almost reluctant to hit them against walls, so they are kept very new.

"I'm really sorry, that brat is terribly bad, but your family is really good."

Aunt He had an apology on her face, she suddenly remembered something, took out the candy she had just put in from her pocket, and put it in Yun Youyou's little hand.

"You take it and eat it."

Yun Youyou still remembered that the little brother was unwilling to give it to her just now, and she subconsciously wanted to return it.

"Thank you, auntie, but I won't eat."

"It's okay, eat it when you want to eat, you can leave it alone, I won't bother you, I have to go back to cook."

Aunt He didn't go to pick it up. The more I watched, the more I felt that other people's children were well-behaved and understood, and this one was also good-looking. The one in their family stayed in the sand all day, playing with dust all over.

"Thank you Aunt He." Jiang Ningning thanked the back who was about to walk to the door.

Then he took Yun Youyou's clean little hands back to the living room, Yun Youyou looked down at the candy in his hand, "Sister-in-law, let's eat together."

"I won't eat it, you can eat it yourself." Jiang Ningning shook her head, not taking the candy.

She felt that she had to prepare a toothbrush for Yun Youyou. Considering how often they ate sweets at home, she was really worried about Xiao Naituan's white teeth.

"Okay." Yun Youyou put the candy in her pocket, and there were still a few candies that Li Laner gave her at the beginning.

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Jiang Guorong, who was coming back from the mountain after finishing the grass, met Liu Zhiming. After the other party greeted him politely, he asked if he wanted to help him carry the bucket back.

Jiang Guorong looked at the two empty barrels and laughed dryly: "No, no, I don't have anything in it, it's very light."

"Okay, Uncle Jiang, are you going up the mountain to weed? Which piece of land? Another day, I will go up the mountain to see my own land, and I can take care of yours."

The two went back the same way, Liu Zhiming also slowed down, chatting with each other.

"It happens to be the area below your house." Jiang Guorong chatted with him with a smile.

It is very common for the village to help look at the land, and it is not troublesome to take a quick glance.

"That's a coincidence. I didn't expect it to be you when I saw a figure just now. If I knew it earlier, I would have helped weed."

"It's okay, I can do the weeding myself, not too many." Jiang Guorong felt that Liu Zhiming was really a good kid, but unfortunately his family Ningning didn't like it.

Just when Zhao Jingyan came back to the village, he saw the two chatting with each other shoulder to shoulder, and the smooth-tongued kid from the Liu family was amused by Jiang Guorong.

It's much happier than the frightened face when his mother asked him to see Jiang Ningning before.

Zhao Jingyan is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very perceptive, so how could he not see Jiang Guorong's dissatisfaction with him.

It just happened to happen, and of course he had to be a good person. Zhao Jingyan walked over a few steps, "Uncle Jiang, how about going up the mountain? I'll carry it back for you."

"No, no, there's nothing in the bucket, it's very light." Jiang Guorong repeatedly declined, and was surprised when he saw that the other party was Zhao Jingyan.

"If there is something heavy, I can't lift it, so give it to me." Zhao Jingyan said and moved the pole from Jiang Guorong's shoulder to his own.

Jiang Guorong was still silent in Zhao Jingyan's strange words: "?"
Liu Zhiming also recognized this person as Zhao Jingyan, an idler from the Zhao family. He had never heard of Zhao Jingyan helping others carry buckets when he was full.

As a man's intuition, Liu Zhiming always felt that Zhao Jingyan was definitely not simply doing a good deed.

"Zhao Jingyan, let me pick the bucket. Your family and Uncle Jiang's family are not on the way, so I won't bother you. I just happened to be on the way."

"Yes, yes, I can choose by myself." Jiang Guorong also agreed, and he was more willing to trouble Liu Zhiming than Zhao Jingyan.

"Okay, it just so happens that Uncle Jiang and I have some personal matters to discuss, please excuse me." Zhao Jingyan put the bucket at Liu's feet without being polite.

Then he put Jiang Guorong on Jiang Guorong's shoulder familiarly, "Uncle Jiang, let's go far away, let me tell you."

Jiang Guorong believed that he really had something important to say, so he was hugged and left.

Leaving behind Liu Zhiming and the bucket in front of him, "..."

Liu Zhiming raised his head and looked at Uncle Jiang and Zhao Jingyan who had gone away. The two of them didn't know what they said, and they chatted happily. He could only follow them with a bucket.

Along the way, Liu Zhiming was so aggrieved that he helped others pick up buckets, without even a chance to chat.

It wasn't until they arrived at Jiang's house that Zhao Jingyan said goodbye and left without haste.

Liu Zhiming also put the bucket in their yard, "Uncle Jiang, then I'll go back first."

"Okay, thank you for today."

"No, it should be." Liu Zhiming looked around the empty living room, but he didn't see the face he liked, so he simply walked out of Jiang's house.

Jiang Guorong watched Liu Zhiming leave, and sighed heavily, this kid is really good.

Thinking back to Zhao Jingyan pressing his shoulders and chatting nonsense all the way, he would have a headache. Children of the same age are different from each other.

Liu Zhiming carried a bucket for him, and Zhao Jingyan leaned on him as if he had no bones!
"Dad, you're back, come in and eat dumplings." Jiang Ningning walked out of the door, and saw her old father standing in the yard in a daze.

"Oh, good." Jiang Guorong came back to his senses, picked up his bucket and walked into the house.

There were already four bowls of dumplings on the table, and the biggest one was obviously his. He put down the bucket and went out to wash his hands and feet before sitting down.

He saw that there were good-looking dumplings and some ugly ones in the bowl, and he couldn't help frowning, "Did you make the dumplings together today?"

"That's right, I just wrapped one, and I don't know whose bowl it went into."

Li Lan'er replied while eating, biting off the soup-soaked dumpling and popping it in her mouth, it tasted delicious.

Jiang Guorong was shocked immediately, and he didn't dare to say any more. He pinched his fingers and guessed that the ugly one must have been made by his wife.

"Here!" Yun Youyou suddenly whipped out an ugly dumpling from her bowl with a spoon.

A table of people looked up, and Li Lan'er couldn't help but smile, "Hey, you can eat the fruits of your own labor and feel a sense of accomplishment."

"Yes, Yoyo made it yourself and ate it yourself." Yun Youyou replied in a childish voice, and nodded.

The shape of the dumpling she made is obviously wrapped in the palm of the hand, so it is easy to identify.