Mianmian lowered her head, her finely curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and she didn't dare to look into Luo Baobao's eyes when she spoke: "Baby, don't talk nonsense, he must be following us to protect us together. .”
Luo Baobao nodded slightly: "Okay, let's protect him together. Although Li Wei is not very strong, he is brave and a good person. Okay, next time we come to town, we will go to his aunt's house to eat." Beef vermicelli pot, taking care of the business is considered as repaying him."
"By the way, aunt, we lied to Li Wei and his aunt in the store that we were from Yujia Village. That was to protect our own privacy. Just now we told Li Wei, why didn't you correct us that we were from Changping Village? ?" Luo Baobao asked again.
Mianmian thought for a moment and shook her head slightly: "Some things are lied about, and it's hard to correct them. You can only use another lie to cover them up."
Luo Baobao was stunned for a moment, "It seems to make sense. If we tell him the truth, then when he goes back and tells his aunt, we will reveal the truth, so we'd better make mistakes!"
"But what should we do if we meet him again in the village in the future?"
"This..." Mianmian narrowed her eyes, a little confused.
"I really haven't thought about it. Maybe...it's unlikely that I'll see you again!"
"Hey, you can't say for sure," Luo Baobao shook his head and leaned close to Mianmian's ear: "There are some things you are afraid of, hahaha..."
Mianmian also felt a little guilty and forced a smile: "Let's take it one step at a time. Let's not talk about it for now."
"Baby, later your Aunt Ju'er will ask why we took so long to come back..."
"Aunt Mianmian, just keep your heart in your stomach, I won't say anything."
"Thank you baby."
"Hehe, do we still need to say those polite words to each other? Come on, let's go in. I've already held in my pee. My mother said, you can't hold in your pee. If you hold it in for a long time, small stones will grow in your stomach. of."
"Ah? Sister Qing'er still has such a statement? Then hurry up..."
Mianmian was also holding it in, but she was too embarrassed to say it out so carelessly like Luo Baobao. At that moment, the two girls hurriedly walked into the alley.
Just think of what happened to Ah Cai earlier as a nightmare caused by being choked with urine.
Changping Village.
At the end of the day, the people in each room of Lao Yang's family, as well as relatives and friends, were really exhausted. They were all exhausted.
Especially those from Lao Yang's family who went to watch the excitement in the town were so tired that they couldn't even lift their legs.
Since I came back from the town in the morning, I didn't even bother to eat lunch, so I started looking for Mo's. I looked in front of the village, behind the village, in nearby villages, in the rivers, in the woods, and everywhere I could look, but there was no Mo's. figure.
No, the sun has set and the sky has darkened. At the door of Yang Yongqing's house in the backyard of Lao Yang's house, the relatives and friends who helped him have been sent away. Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming and other family members are all standing and squatting here.
Yang Ruoqing was also there. She stood leaning against the wall next to her, holding a small bamboo tube filled with water in her hand. While listening to her father, fourth uncle and third brother discuss the next search arrangements, she poured small sips of water into her mouth.
She is in good physical condition, and running around for several hours in a row is not so tired that her back aches. Normal practice is even more tiring than this.
What she couldn't bear was the scorching sun.
After being exposed to the sun for a long time, the water in the body is lost very quickly. I sweat profusely and the corners of my lips are extremely dry. It feels like I have glued my mouth with transparent glue. I feel uncomfortable all the time.
So she had to keep pouring water to relieve the discomfort.
Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming were not much better. Yang Huaming's complexion was like Tan's. He was naturally fair, but he was now red from the sun.
As for Yang Huazhong, who originally had a wheat-colored complexion, after today's round, he became swarthy.
It doesn’t matter whether you are dark or have white teeth. Look, the neat white teeth when dad spoke, he is indeed the manly mouth of the villagers from all over the world. No wonder there are many women in the village who like the hens even if they can’t lay eggs. Come and find daddy to make up your mind...
"Qing'er, what do you think about this? Where should we look next?"
Yang Ruoqing misrepresented her father in an inappropriate manner and was suddenly named.
She stood up straight and came back to her senses, and found that everyone was habitually focusing on her.
She smiled a little sheepishly, "Dad, finding someone is the most difficult thing. It's like finding a needle in a haystack. I'm not a prophet, so I don't have any good ideas for immediate results."
Regardless of whether he has an idea or not, he has to show the difficulty of the matter before talking to everyone. This is Yang Ruoqing's habit.
Of course, this habit is only for relatives and friends. For those closest to you, it must be a heart-breaking sacrifice.
The matter of helping Yang Yongqing find Mo was in the nature of helping. In this case, the principle of helping should naturally be followed.
Set the level of difficulty. If you can't complete it, they won't be able to blame you.
If it is done, then your contribution will be obvious.
Don't blame her for playing tricks on relatives and friends. If people don't have a little bit of tricks and are too honest and honest, others will be numb to your efforts. After a long time, the numbness will become a matter of course.
And when you fail to meet their expectations one day, then you are waiting to be criticized and complained.
"Ah? Even Qing'er, the most promising person in our old Yang family, is not sure this time, so what can we do? It seems that Mo's family really can't be found!" Yang Huaming's eyes dimmed and he shook his head. His face was full of sadness.
Yang Yongzhi and the others also looked at Yang Ruoqing eagerly, each with a sad face.
Yang Yongqing, who had sobered up, was squatting there. His ears that were previously raised suddenly dropped when he heard Yang Ruoqing say, "I didn't pay attention."
He clenched his fist and punched the ground hard, cursing himself: "I'm such a bastard, I can't even stand a crazy bitch!"
Yang Yongzhi was not polite and slapped Yang Yongqing on the back of the head: "If you have the energy to play cards all night with your gang of gangster friends, why don't you go out and get more work? Look at your family, there are seniors and juniors. , at your age, it’s time to be a cow or a horse, look what are you doing?”
Yang Yongqing tilted his neck, his facial features were twisted, and he bared his teeth: "I'm already scolding myself, and you still want to talk to me like this. What can I do after everyone has run away?"
"I told you it was for your own good!" Yang Yongzhi was so angry that his spittle flew onto Yang Yongqing's head.
"If you don't change your careless behavior, it's Mrs. Mo who is missing now, and next time it might be your daughter. It depends on where you go to cry!"
When Mr. Mo was lost, Yang Yongqing was impatient and would try his best to look for her. But if he really couldn't find her, he would have to give up. He couldn't live without it.
