Even after being reborn, how can I still be trapped by her?

Li Changle said indignantly: "What's wrong with his stuff? He owes me. I just took his fishing rod. What's the big deal!"

"Whatever your second uncle owes you, he owes you. Nonsense!" Zheng Ping said with a sidelong glance at her son.

The past that he couldn't bear to look back on suddenly came to Li Changle's mind. He said with resentment: "When he was a child, he tricked me into riding a pig, causing me to roll around in the pigsty for several times. When I came back, you beat me and I ran all over the yard."

"When I was a little older, he tricked me into breaking corn in our field, saying that he would roast corn for me. In the end, he ate roasted corn, and I was the one who got beaten!"

"When he was older, he was fishing and his hook got stuck on the bottom, so he tricked me into going into the water to remove the hook for him. I helped him remove the hook, but he hugged my clothes and went to the water to pick it up. I left after I was naked in the water for several hours, and my hands were wrinkled. "

"And the time when I rode my dad's motorcycle, it was also his instigation. I had never ridden a bicycle before, and the headlight was broken. My dad was so petty that he never let me touch his motorcycle again."

"He cheated me so many times, what's wrong with me taking his fishing rod?"

Li Weidong looked at his son, shook his head helplessly and said nothing. His second brother was quite rude, no wonder the younger generations were so disrespectful to him.

Zheng Ping couldn't help laughing, and poked her son's head again and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you only remember that he bullied you, and you bullied your second uncle a lot!"

"Anyway, I won't give it to him. I'll talk about it when I get tired of playing." Li Changle pouted and said.

Zheng Ping looked at her resentful son and said, "Forget it, I don't care. You and your second uncle can handle the matter between yourselves."

After breakfast, mother Zheng Ping went to wash the "bloody clothes" that Li Changle took off last night. Dad was tinkering with his broken motorcycle again.

Li Changle strolled around the yard for a few laps, and returned to his room because he had nothing to do.

After flipping through the book, he felt bored after a while, so he lay down on the bed, but he didn't sleep, just thinking about things.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, I suddenly heard someone shouting at the gate of the courtyard: "Ping, Weidong, is your Lele at home? Someone is looking for your Lele. I just asked in the village and brought him here!"

Then I heard my mother Zheng Ping's voice saying: "Here, here, aunt, who is it? Who is looking for our Lele?"

Then I immediately heard my mother continue to say: "Oh, why are you here, come in, come in, oh, what else are you bringing, it's not necessary! Weidong, come out and meet him! Lele, your classmates are here to see you!"

Li Changle got up and just walked into the yard, he saw a familiar Volkswagen parked at the gate of his yard, and his parents were politely pulling with Yang Guoer's parents who he met yesterday at the gate.

A beautiful girl stood at the entrance of his yard, looking at his yard with curiosity.

Seeing Li Changle coming out, Yang Guoer said openly: "Li Changle, my parents and I came to see you."

Li Changle looked at the four parents who were still arguing at the door, then looked at Yang Guoer, and asked curiously: "How do you know where I live? I didn't tell you yesterday!"

Yang Guoer smiled slyly and said: "I called the class teacher, and the class teacher told us, and then drove to your village and asked around and found out. The auntie was very enthusiastic. When she heard that it was you, she brought us here."

Li Changle looked at the child who was obviously a little proud, scratched his head and said: "No need, I'm fine, nothing happened."

"It's necessary, it should be!" Yang Guoer said immediately, with a firm tone.

At this time, the four adults who were arguing at the door also finished arguing, and walked into the yard together carrying things.

Li Changle still politely said to Yang Guoer's parents: "Uncle and aunt, hello, there is no need, I am fine, you don't need to come to see me."

Yang Guoer's mother Yin Wenyu looked at Li Changle and said with a smile: "It's my duty. Your aunt will be worried if I don't come to see you."

Yang Weiliang also echoed: "You have to see it, otherwise I will feel uneasy and guilty."

Zheng Ping hurriedly said with a smile: "Don't stand, come on, come on, sit in the house, Lele, go and make tea for your uncle and aunt, and see if your classmates drink drinks, go to the refrigerator to get them!"

The two pairs of parents entered the house, and Li Changle turned his head to look at Yang Guoer and said politely: "Well, come in, there are no drinks, just fruit pulp orange, do you want to drink? If you want to drink other drinks, I will go to the village store to buy it for you."

"Don't bother, fruit pulp orange is fine." Yang Guoer said reservedly, and then followed Li Changle into the house.

Zheng Ping is very diligent. Although Li Changle's family is not particularly wealthy, the house is very tidy.It was clean and well-organized, and it was very comfortable to stay at home.

Several adults sat and chatted, and there were only a few topics to talk about. One side said it was unnecessary, and the other side said it was necessary. Gradually, the topic was opened up and more and more things were talked about.

The two families were quite similar. Both the hostess was more outgoing, and the fathers didn't say much, so Zheng Ping and Yin Wenyu were talking more often, and Yang Weiliang and Li Weidong occasionally echoed a few words.

Li Changle's mother was considered to be well-mannered among rural parents. After all, when Li Changle was a child, she opened a shop in the city and worked as a tailor. She must be good at dealing with people.

And Yin Wenyu was obviously educated and very elegant.

The two people chatted very speculatively. The most important thing was that they were both praising each other's children, which was very useful to each other.

The adults were chatting very lively, and Li Changle and Yang Guoer sitting next to them seemed a little embarrassed. They couldn't get in the topic, and could only put on a polite and humble smile on their faces to pretend to be props.

Zheng Ping saw that the two children were bored, and said, "We adults are talking, and these two children can't get a word in. Lele, take your classmates around, and we'll talk about our own things. Don't go to dangerous places. Remember to block the dogs running around in the village, don't scare your classmates."

Li Changle had wanted to slip away for a long time. Hearing this, he looked at Yang Guoer and asked, "Would you like to go out with me?"

Yang Guoer did the same, and agreed generously, "Okay."

The two of them got up immediately, went out of the house one after the other, and walked around the village road casually.

Li Changle was walking while reminiscing about his childhood. He was reborn and looked at these things in his memory with nostalgia.

Yang Guoer was curious about everything new in the village. The city kids came to the countryside and were full of novelty. She thought the silly dogs on the roadside were handsome.

Neither of them spoke, kept a certain distance from each other, and walked on their own. Although Li Changle didn't speak, he still took care of Yang Guoer's rhythm.

When Yang Guoer looked at something curiously, he would slow down and wait for her.

After she had looked at it curiously, Yang Guoer turned around and looked at Li Changle. Seeing that there were some scratches on his face, she hesitated and asked, "Well, after they took you away yesterday, did they, did they..."

Li Changle looked at Yang Guoer who was hesitating and asked, "What?"

"When they took you away, you looked different from when I saw you again. You had a lot more blood. Did they beat you again?" Yang Guoer asked.

"Oh, you mean that? No, it was red ink and my own nosebleed. I beat myself." Li Changle explained frankly.

"Red ink? Why did you pour red ink on yourself? Why did you beat yourself?" Yang Guoer looked at Li Changle with her eyes open, her eyes clear and a little stupid.

Li Changle shrugged and said, "Just make myself look miserable. After all, I beat Zhang Mingfeng so badly. If I don't make myself look miserable, it won't be easy to make a fuss about it."