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Afterwards, Fu Tingkun once asked Zhao Wenduo: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"No, absolutely not." Zhao Wenduo repeatedly clarified that this is really none of her business.

The school assigns tasks, and there is no such thing as popularizing the efficacy of medicine in advance.Besides, there is no mobile phone and computer in this era, so if you are curious, you can ask a Du Niang, it is completely blindfolded.Anyway, just pay what you are asked to pay, and be an obedient and good student.

The reason why I heard the content of the old man's words was a complete surprise, and the passage I sauntered over was enough to be listened to as an interesting story.

As for snickering, it doesn't exist at all, and I firmly deny it to the end.If you ask her again, she still has an innocent face, she is still a little girl who doesn't understand anything, she really doesn't understand.

Fu Tingkun was also dubious, but he had been following her the whole time, and the shrugging and shrugging of his neck was obviously just a snickering.But she said no, with a serious look.The little girl is not very old, so she probably still doesn't know what the old man said.

Whether she understands it or not, he understands the whole process.The old man's questioning expression, as well as his comforting words, made me depressed just thinking about it.It's hard to tell anyone, the only third person present is still a little girl who half understands, he just wants to explain, to prove himself, but no one said it.It's about a man's face, so I feel aggrieved no matter what.

If you meet that old man again next time, the first thing you need to do is to make your words clear so that there is no misunderstanding.Stains that cannot be found in the mileage of life, completely destroy the image of existence.It would be perfect if the little girl was also present.

Zhao Wenduo didn't know what kind of Xiaojiu he was wearing.On the way, I picked up a smile, that is, I thought it was interesting at the time, but it didn't take long to forget it.

The holidays of a few days are over soon, and I will go back to school and hand in the tasks first.The amount of seven catties was not bad at all, and Fu Tingkun really hit the mark. The two bags of herbs were just a little short in the end, and the pile he brought back was just enough.

Just for this, a meal was taken away.When the two went down the mountain, the banquet had already been withdrawn.After picking up the herbs for a long time, I was already hungry.

Fortunately, the rice noodles were well prepared, and the villagers diverted some of them to the other two, so there was a lot of rice left over.Take out a few dishes and heat them up to eat, which is convenient and quick.

The villagers dispersed, and the tables and chairs were not completely removed.Zhao Wenduo picked up a table, put hot food on it, and sat down to take a bite.

At the other end of the table, a square stool was soon moved, and Fu Tingkun came over with a bowl of sticky rice and sat down.With an expression of "don't call me to eat, it's not interesting", and I don't know how to be polite, I just took the chopsticks and started eating.

I really don't treat myself as an outsider, and I don't even need to be moved, just go to the table directly.

"What are you looking at, eat quickly, don't you mean you're hungry?" As he spoke, he didn't delay the chopsticks at all.

Those who don't know still think that he is the host of the banquet, with a posture of hospitality.How could Zhao Wenduo be willing to suffer such a disadvantage, these meals were all reheated by her hands, and before she had time to eat them, he took the lead, so naturally she was unwilling to be left behind, as soon as she stretched out her chopsticks, she started to show off the rice mode.

Neither of the two said to be modest, you share a few dishes on the table with a chopstick and a spoon.During the process, the second and third bowls of rice were filled respectively.

With this wind-like speed, within a quarter of an hour, most of the dishes on the table were empty, and the two of them had almost eaten, and their movements gradually slowed down, so they had time to look at each other.

"Is the food okay, are you used to it?" Zhao Wenduo took a spoonful of chicken cake, sucked it into his mouth, and asked neither salty nor bland.

Fu Tingkun unhurriedly bit a piece of fried pork slices, his movements were elegant, and he couldn't see the appearance of Xuanfeng chopsticks at all, so he replied very solemnly: "It's okay, overall it's good, but it's not too hot, and the taste is not good. A little salty."

It's really just a taste, I can't hear any good words!He ate like a bear, and he still picked three and four.Zhao Wenduo couldn't help complaining, and he was useless for this guy who didn't know the priority and couldn't tell the difference between big and small kings.

I wanted to use the introduction to ridicule him, the master from the provincial capital is also used to this country side dish.It's a pity that he pretended to be stupid and pretended to be stunned, and he insisted on not answering.I can't even say it.

But at this moment, Liang Zhi, a fool, also came over and sat down at the table.

"The two of you are good at fighting. With four dishes and one soup, there are only plates left after eating. This is how many years you have been hungry, and it is too good to eat."

Both of them gave him a blank look at the same time, each biting the food in their mouths.

Seeing that neither of them said anything, Liang Zhi didn't feel embarrassed, and said to himself: "Ting Kun is tall and consumes a lot of energy, so it's normal to eat a lot. But how can you eat so much, younger sister?" Counting the tables Looking at the empty bowl on the table, he said: "One, two, three—three bowls of rice, all in one meal. Where did all this go? Why can't it last long?"

The little girl is thin and thin, her thighs are not as thick as his arms, with such a small body, she can eat three bowls of rice, she is really a serious cook.

Zhao Wenduo's height was a pain in his heart, and it was better when he didn't talk about it, but when he mentioned it, there were two lines of tears.Is that because she is willing to be short? Isn't this not long? Then what can be done.Others are just icing on the cake, this idiot will step on her pain spot.

"I like to be short, so I'm happy not to be long." Zhao Wenduo picked up the little rice left in his bowl, and chewed vigorously as if to vent his dissatisfaction.

Obviously he was angry, and he said the opposite, but he couldn't hear it.Seeing her like this, Liang Zhi hiccupped while laughing.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat, haven't you heard of it?" Fu Tingkun answered from the side.

This sentence can be regarded as a double meaning, helping Zhao Wenduo to get back the scene, but also defending himself.after all

I have been plagued by anorexia for so many years, and it is a happy event that my appetite has improved.

Liang Zhi can use this topic to make fun of Zhao Wenduo, but it is not easy to tease him.It is indeed a bit unreasonable to talk about people's faults.

There was a sudden silence, but Fu Tingkun didn't intend to let him go, and continued: "Short stature doesn't affect the combat power, unlike some people, the five big and three thick ones are piles of cotton, so soft that they can't stand the beating."

Zhao Wenduo: "..." Which nerve is wrong, stand up and speak for her.

Liang Zhi: "...Hey, are you talking about me?" The reaction was a little slow, and he only understood after he realized it.Immediately afterwards, he said anxiously: "What is five big and three rough, I am so big and three thick. No, why is it cotton, why am I limp?" It was really a little anxious, and the words were all upside down.

Liang Zhi admitted that Fu Tingkun's combat power was indeed stronger than him, and by a lot.To be able to draw with such a person, even if he intentionally released some water, would be great.The little girl Zhao Wenduo looks thin, but she is born with great strength, and her combat power value is also not low.No wonder she can be a candidate for sparring.

It's just one thing to be clear, but another to admit it personally.No one wants to say that they can't do it in front of others.

"Come on, come on, get up and do tricks, let's have a few big fights, and see who is the softie."

"It's afternoon, aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself later?" Fu Tingkun couldn't hide his smile, and joked, "How do I see your legs are trembling, don't fall if you can't stand." After eating the last bite of rice, he put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand.

"Yes, get ready to fight." Liang Zhi rolled up his arms and sleeves, as if he was about to fight.

Don't fight for steamed buns, fight for breath, resolutely can be knocked down and never be intimidated.

The two of you asked me to answer, and in a few words, they made an appointment.

Zhao Wenduo hurriedly turned the rice bowl in the other direction, so as not to prevent the two of them from creating dust and staining the food.

It's too obvious that she has nothing to do with it and hangs up high.

The two who had grown up together since they were young, realized at this time that they were talking about it for a long time, and it was not a fight in the nest.Immediately pressed the stop button, no one continued to speak.It's as if it was someone else who just offered to fight.

Zhao Wenduo also ate the last mouthful of food, stood up to pack the empty dishes, and didn't feel shy about the amount of food at all.If there is enough time, she can eat for a while if she is still free.

But it's not right now, the two idiots next to me are talking endlessly, it really affects the appetite.That's all for the time being, I'll wait until I have time to study her top line of food intake.

After clearing the table in a hurry, he clapped his hands and asked the two of them when he had time: "Didn't you go back to the provincial capital? Why did you come back so soon?" It was less than half a month since the last meeting. It's all on the way back and forth, and I don't mind tossing.

Liang Zhi glanced at Fu Tingkun, and said: "I can't answer that, you have to ask him, what is the reason, I just came home and my buttocks haven't warmed up yet, so I want to come here again."

Zhao Wenduo threw a question mark over, looked at Fu Tingkun and said, "Are you planning to make an appointment?" It has been almost a month since the last fight, and according to her estimation, it is almost this time limit.

This also directly explained why the two suddenly appeared here today.

The previous negotiations really had some effect. Mr. Fu was promising, he didn't carry out a sneak attack in the mountains, and he helped her do a lot of work.Just for this, it should be a good face.

Fu Tingkun didn't admit it, nor did he refute it. He just looked around and said, "I'll come back tomorrow, and we'll talk about it then."

Both Zhao Wenduo and Liang Zhi were stunned, and they answered unexpectedly.

But they didn't say anything, the Zhao family had just finished the banquet, and it was indeed a bit messy, not suitable for an appointment.

Tomorrow is tomorrow, school hasn't started yet, and there is nothing to do at home.The beams are put on, and the rest is the decoration of the house, which is a delicate and slow job, and it is true that there is no rush.

Even if the three of them reached an agreement, they met and ate their meals.The two of them seemed to have settled their minds, and left with ease and joy.

Zhao Wenduo returned to the field, followed by a few villagers who stayed to help, and cleaned up the tables, chairs, pots and pans, cups and dishes.

The banquet this time was prepared according to the majority, and the invited master also deliberately relaxed the quantity when writing the materials and placing the order.After the noon meal, this inventory has a lot of things left.From seasonings to meals, everything is leftover.

There is also a custom in the village. After a banquet like this, the villagers who help can take some of the leftover food home to eat.Of course, this is only established on the premise that the main family is not too stingy, and the villagers who help are not disgusted.

Zhao's noodles are very good. There are six meat dishes, and the vegetarian dishes are also carefully fried. The villagers are quite satisfied with the food.

Such dishes are rarely cooked and eaten on weekdays, and how could the few people who helped them dislike it, it's too late to be happy.

Li Cuizhen was also generous, she took the bowl and bowl and handed over the spoon, let a few people watch the scoop, they can serve whatever they like, and they can order as many as they want together.

This has become a self-service style, and several people are so happy that they all start their favorite dishes.

After distributing these dishes and sending off a few more people, this beam-hanging banquet can be regarded as a complete end.Just at this time, Zhao Wenying, who had been married for many days and hadn't shown up all this time, appeared.

"Mom, I'm here." Zhao Wenying walked away in a hurry, panting slightly in her voice.

"Why did you come here? Why didn't you come when the lunch was over?" When Li Cuizhen saw her eldest daughter, she first thought that she hadn't eaten the lunch, rather than complaining that she hadn't helped in building the house.

These days, she is also thinking about her. Whether the food at Luo's house is good, whether she is tired, angry or not, is all guesswork.Even though I told myself that it's not good for a married daughter to come and meddle in affairs, but it's inevitable that I will think about this and that in my heart.

Zhao Wenying knew what kind of person her mother was, so she reprimanded her lightly, not really teaching her a lesson, but blaming her for not knowing how to take care of herself.Why doesn't it show up for such a good reason to build a house for a feast?With a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

Thinking of the troubles these days, Zhao Wenying's nose became sour and her eyes immediately became wet.In order not to be discovered by Li Cuizhen, she hurriedly lowered her head so that she would not see her, and said in a low voice, "I'm busy at home, so I can't leave."

"Why are you so busy, don't you have time for a meal?"

Zhao Wenying didn't make any further excuses, she just lowered her head.

Seeing her like this, Li Cuizhen swallowed back the words she still had to say, and said with a sigh of relief: "Since you're here, let's go back after eating. Your second sister will be off work in a while, let's sit down and eat some hot food."

After lunch, I can only eat the evening meal.Fortunately, all kinds of dishes are still available, and eating when it is hot is not much worse than at noon.

Zhao Wenying hesitated for a while, and finally said: "I won't wait any longer, I'll go back if I help with any work, and I won't eat."

"It's all cleaned up, there's nothing else to do for you." It's not that Li Cuizhen is lying in anger, it's true. The helpers cleaned up the pots and pans one by one before leaving with their things. All the tables, chairs and benches borrowed by the family were returned.Where else would she need to do anything else.

The more she said this, the more guilty Zhao Wenying felt.Her natal family was busy building a house for several days, but she didn't help at all.When I rushed over now, I thought about helping to finish it off, but I didn't think it would be a step too late, and I didn't even have a chance to clean up.

"Well, if there's no more work, Mom, I'm leaving—"

"Where to go, didn't you say, go back after eating." Li Cuizhen's pressure style came out again.