Chen Fang flipped through the book in front of him carelessly.
He glanced at the prime spot slanting 30 degrees to the left, without realizing it, his eyes filled with smiles.
Later that day, they returned home safely.
But before he got home, Yiyi asked him to stop. When he entered the village and turned onto the north path, he stopped and put one foot on the ground.
Yiyi got out of the car and pushed her car forward by herself.
He followed silently.
Yiyi is smarter than him and knows how to avoid suspicion.
You must know that Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhao, Sister-in-law Li and the grandma of Wang Ermao's family at the entrance of the village are the most talkative.
When I was eight years old, I mistook a crayfish for a snake. Now, no one else mentions it anymore.
But those people at the entrance of the village would inevitably mention it once they met him at the entrance of the village in June, July or August.
He rolled his eyes in anger.
It's not that people in middle age have poor memory, why do they remember all these old things so clearly?
Yiyi, on the other hand, got out of the car with a smile and greeted the gossiping aunts and grandmothers politely.
He took the opportunity and drove away on his bicycle.
After that, the people at the entrance of the village had another scolding after meeting him - he didn't understand the rules and was rude!
He pursed his lips and rode away quickly.
Isn't it true that you want to find him, but you also want him to be polite to them?
Beautiful thought!
Do you think they are Uncle Wen and Aunt Wen?
Ride your own bike and let them talk about it as they please.
Chen Fang looked around at the dark night road, which he had already adapted to, and followed Yiyi, turning right onto the eastbound road.
We will reach home in another hundred meters. On the south side of the road is Yiyi's home, and ten meters further on the north side of the road is the south gate of his house, as well as the pig pen!
This spring, the old man raised a few more piglets.
It was said that during the Chinese New Year, Yiyi would give a whole pig as a gift.
In previous years, there was one little pig, half of the family.
The old man's desire to please Yiyi made him unhappy!
No consideration for his feelings at all!
Yiyi is the girl he likes, not the old man!
Chen Fang pursed his lips and looked around. Yiyi was walking in silence less than three meters away from her.
"Zizzizi..."
The unusual gear grinding sound was particularly harsh at the moment.
Amidst such harsh noises, Chen Fang couldn't help but blink his eyes and looked not far ahead.
The road ahead was empty and no one was moving.
It is reasonable that my old man and mother-in-law will not come out to greet him.
No matter how late he comes back, they will feel at ease and take Han Han to eat first, and then wait for him to come home, depending on his mood, whether they want to heat up the food for him.
More often than not, when he got home, he happened to bump into the old man, his mother-in-law, and Hanhan, holding bowls and chopsticks and eating happily.
At the beginning, he was still resentful!
Forget about the old man being partial, after all, opposites attract, oh no, after all, Han Han has better grades than him!
But, mother-in-law, what’s going on?
Shouldn't we be nicer to him?
When he first entered the yard, he heard Hanhan asking, Mom, why don't we come back to eat with my brother? Brother, you should be home soon, right?
When he heard that, he felt happy. Hanhan's words finally lived up to his usual care for her!
But the next second, what did he hear?
No need to wait, let's eat first. The food will not taste good after a while when it gets cold.
His heart suffocated, this was his mother!
"Then leave some food in the pot for brother, right?"
Han Han's voice came from the hall again.
Chen Fang's heart instantly warmed up.
It was better for his sister. He would take time out of his first semester homework to teach her in advance.
This habit has been like this since kindergarten, but the old man and mother-in-law don’t seem to know!
"There's no need to leave it for him, let's eat what's ours," the old man's voice came from the west room, "Hanhan, you need to eat more as you grow."
"Then what happened to my brother?"
Chen Fang, who was standing outside the courtyard gate, felt a little angry for a moment. He turned to the side of the courtyard gate and saw dishes and chopsticks placed in Han Han's main hall.
What did the old man say?
Hanhan is growing?
Isn't he growing?
"Let's eat it first. If it's not enough, we can burn it for him."
This is true!
Chen Fang looked into the courtyard through the crack in the door and saw the old man walking out of the west room, turning around and walking towards the main room.
Looking at the old man's back, Chen Fang suddenly came back to his senses.
Since entering the second grade of junior high school, it seemed that every time he came home, he would see them either just getting ready to eat, or in the middle of eating, or they had almost finished eating, with some leftover food spread out in front of the table.
Have you ever seen your mother burn a new one for him?
The three of them were sitting at the table, looking at the leftovers and chatting.
It was as if he was a sudden appearance, breaking the peace and tranquility of the family of three.
He pushed the door open angrily and walked in.
I really want to have the guts to turn around and go back to my room and stop eating.
However, my stomach didn't live up to expectations and kept making "gurgling" noises every time.
Whatever!
He leaned forward with dignity and saw that the dishes and chopsticks had been placed at his usual place on the table, so he sat down and started eating in a muffled voice.
Chen Fang couldn't help but purse his lips. After a long time, he got used to it.
It's just that I came back a little late today. Why didn't I see Aunt Wen or Uncle Wen coming to the village entrance, oh no, to greet Yiyi at the intersection?
In the past, when it occasionally rained, Uncle Wen would personally go to greet them with a light and a raincoat. Oh, no, he went to greet Yiyi, and handed him a raincoat by the way.
Occasionally in winter, when it gets dark a little early, Uncle Wen would also walk to the entrance of the village and wait for them.
Today, unexpectedly, no one came out?
Chen Fang couldn't help but glance ahead again. The night was so thick that he couldn't get rid of it.
There was no one on the road ahead. Occasionally, sounds came from the yards on both sides of the road.
"Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy..."
The sudden sound of insects startled Chen Fang.
Huh? Is there the same bug next to this 2-3 meter wide path?
Chen Fang glanced to the right and, ahem, the smell of someone's rice came faintly again.
Looking in the wrong direction!
The old rule in the village is that the front door always opens due south, and a small one-meter-wide back door is left next to the backyard. On the right side of the back door, there is a gap of 20 to 30 centimeters between the next door and the courtyard, which is used to drain rainwater when it rains. .
There are also some that are farther away, with a gap of two to three meters in between. There must be no back door, so you have to clear the way and go around the front gate.
The yard of Yiyi's house is different from other people's houses. The back door of the backyard opens very wide, and a high verandah is built. It can accommodate three or four people standing side by side in front of the door.
When it rains, there will always be people from the village who stop on the verandah in front of the courtyard to take shelter from the rain.
Every time then, he would roll his eyes at those people, turn around and go back to the house.
The presence of those people just blocked his view of the wide open courtyard, and also blocked Yiyi who sometimes sat by the back door reading a book.
"Why are there insects screaming here?" Yiyi, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and asked, "There aren't any snakes, are there?"
ah? Chen Fang was startled, and suddenly felt something crawling on his feet.
