Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Friday Lang and Saturday Lang did not dare to let their family know, so they went out quietly to find Thursday Lang, but only when they walked to the entrance of the village, they saw Thursday Lang running back.

The two of them were happy and immediately waved at Shiroulang, "Fourth brother, are you back?"

"Fourth brother, why are you so slow?"

On Thursday, Langtong asked with red eyes, "Where's Man Bao?"

"At home."

On Thursday, Lang rushed home.

When the bamboo rat turned into a pile of meat, Xiao Qian was no longer afraid of it, so he made it very fragrant. Man Bao felt very hungry when he smelled it, so he gathered around the dining table early in the morning and refused to leave.

Chuu Lang ran in from outside like a gust of wind, and when he saw Man Bao by the dining table, he rushed over and pulled her up and looked up and down.

Man Bao was startled. Seeing his hair was disheveled and his eyes were red, he asked, "Fourth brother, what's the matter with you?"

This question was like a switch. Thursul Lang, who had been trembling with fear all the time, burst into tears, and the big man sat on the ground with his butt on his back, crying with his mouth open without any image, with tears running down his nose...

Old Zhou Tou, who was sitting beside him smoking, shivered with fright and almost poked the cigarette rod into his eyes.

Everyone in the Zhou family was stunned, and they were shocked to see Thursday, who was crying.

On Thursday, Lang was frightened for half the afternoon, and his mind was full of what to do if Man Bao was taken away, and what should he do if Man Bao fell into the mountains and was taken away by a wolf?

At this time, seeing the alive and intact Yaomei, the fear in my heart finally found an outlet.

The sequelae of non-stop running also appeared. His hands and feet were weak, and his fingers and toes were shaking slightly, but he was crying like he was wronged by the sky, and he didn't care about his image at all.

Mrs. Qian ran out of the kitchen holding the spoon. Seeing him like this, he was angry and laughed, "What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

However, Man Bao came back to his senses. She didn't think it was dirty. She put her hands on his head and patted his back to comfort him, "Fourth brother, don't cry, I'm fine."

Sitting on the ground with his hands and feet spread out, Thursday Lang raised his head and cried like a shrew. When he cried out all the fear, fear and sadness in his heart, he returned rationally and choked back to his senses.

To meet everyone's eyes on Thursday, Lang: ...

Because he cried so hard, he couldn't stop sobbing for a while.

He twitched, wiped a handful of tears, and looked at Man Bao pitifully, "Me, what's wrong with me?"

Apparently, his cerebral cortex removed the image of rushing in and hugging Man Bao and crying.

Old Zhou Tou put the cigarette rod into his mouth again, and sighed faintly, "It's a sin, this marriage is even more difficult to talk about."

After he cried out of the main house, Qian Shi frowned and asked, "What are you crying for?"

Thursday Lang lowered his head, shook his head, and said nothing.

Zhou Chulang cried so loudly and miserably that it was difficult for his neighbors to pretend they couldn't hear him. At this time, a lot of people gathered outside Zhou's house, and some people asked, "Uncle Jin, what's wrong with your fourth child?"

Others persuaded, "Brother Jin, just slap the butt a few times if the child is disobedient, but don't break the child."

"Yeah, the fourth is about to say kiss, and save some face for the child."

No wonder everyone was worried. This time, Thursday Lang's crying was worse than last year when he was beaten because he lost money in a bet. At that time, even though he was crying loudly and screaming miserably, everyone thought he was full of anger.

But this time he cried, don't say it, everyone who listened could hear his sadness and fear, so he couldn't help but care a few more words.

Old Zhoutou didn't expect that he was still carrying a black pot, and he stopped smoking in anger. He knocked on the cigarette rod and said, "Go out!"

Let's see if he beats him or not.

On Thursday, Lang felt guilty and wanted to get up, but found that his hands and feet were weak and he couldn't get up. He looked at Man Bao and his brothers pitifully.

Man Bao immediately protected him, "Father, the fourth brother is dirty, let him wash up first."

Wuwu Lang and Saturday Lang also guessed that there must be some misunderstanding in the middle, the fourth brother may not have seen the letter they left, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help Shirou Lang, and said from left to right: "Yes, father, let's first Take the fourth brother to wash."

The two hurriedly helped Shirou to return to their room.

If they want to go back to their own rooms, they have to leave the main room, and then go through the yard to the room under the firewood shed. At this time, there are many people around the yard, so the villagers all saw Shizuo Lang being killed by the two of them. The younger brother came out.

Everyone sighed in their hearts. They all felt that the old Zhou was too cruel. It was a big holiday.

Man Bao had to keep up with his short legs, but was grabbed by the old Zhoutou. He frowned and asked her, "Why is your fourth brother crying?"

Man Bao said with a guilty conscience, "I'll ask the fourth brother now."

Old Zhou Tou looked at her suspiciously, "Did you guys do something bad today?"

Man Bao shook his head again and again, "No."

Old Zhoutou was not very good at such things as interrogation, especially the object was a little girl, so after asking a question, he looked at Qian at the door.

Qian shi looked at Man Bao with deep eyes.

Man Bao grabbed the corner of his clothes, lowered his head and said nothing.

The atmosphere in the room was a little stagnant for a while.

Qian retracted his gaze and said, "Go ahead."

Man Bao felt as if he had been granted amnesty, turned around and ran to the fourth brother's room.

The new house has been built, but because the bed has not been fully completed, the family has not moved in at this time, and Thursday Lang still lives in the thatched cottage with Friday Lang and Saturday Lang.

Man Bao got in, Zhou Lang had already washed his face, and Wu Zhou Lang was tying his hair thoughtfully.

Because he cried so hard, his eyes were still a little red and swollen. When he saw Man Bao coming in, he snorted and asked, "Where have you gone?"

Although Man Bao felt a little guilty, he felt that this was not her fault alone, so he said: "I was picking up leaves, and when I looked up, you were all gone, I called you, and you didn't answer me, so I went to find you. ."

This time, Chu Chulang felt guilty. He paused and said, "If you get lost with us in the future, just stay where you are and don't move. Otherwise, when we come back to look for you, you are gone again, and no one will be able to find you."

Man Bao responded, "I should have left you a letter at the time, alas."

Talking about this Thursday, Lang was angry, and said to Friday, "It's not good to leave a letter, and the leaves are all sticky."

"How did I know that there are still birds going back to peck at it?" Wuwu Lang blamed him, "Man Bao was missing in the mountains, why did you go to Baimaguan Town if you didn't look for it in the mountains?"

"At that time, I saw a pile of half-burned dead leaves in the bamboo bushes. I thought someone took Manbao away." As long as I think of this Thursday, I can't help shivering, and I was patted away by Paihuazi. The children are basically never found.

If Man Bao was really taken away...

Thursday's face turned pale and asked Man Bao, "Who created the fire?"

Man Bao raised his small hand and whispered, "I was born."

Thurou:  …

He suddenly let out a sigh of relief and lost the strength to speak.