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Although the sun was not hot in the winter afternoon, Zheng Zhuocheng was already sweating profusely and out of breath with a man carrying something on his back at noon.

"It's almost here, let me down." Looking up and seeing the approaching village, Yan Jingyu wanted to get down, he didn't want to be seen being carried by a man, he didn't have a thick skin.

"Don't move around." The man spoke in a hurry, and didn't mean to let him go.

"You're tired too, let me down." Pressing against his back, Yan Jingyu blushed and frowned.

"Not tired" insisted on carrying him to the ground, Zheng Zhuocheng bent over and straightened.

"But, there are people here anytime, please let me down." When he entered the village, he would run into villagers at any time, and if they saw him, he wouldn't have to meet anyone.

"It's okay, just say you sprained your ankle," Zheng Zhuocheng said stubbornly.

"You..." Yan Jingyu wanted to say something, but when he saw someone coming from the opposite side, he was so frightened that he pressed his face against his back, wrapped his hands around his neck, and covered his face.

The villagers who passed by were carrying their loads. When they saw a stranger entering the village, they took a few more glances and found that the person on the back looked familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was for a while.

The embarrassed face of the man on the back was about to bleed, but the corners of the mouth of the man walking were curled up, making it hard to move your eyes away.

People passed by one after another on the road, Yan Jingyu didn't dare to raise his head, a small village is so small, more than half of the people know Yan Jingyu, even if he has been lying on his stomach, someone still recognizes him with sharp eyes.

"Hey, isn't this Xiaoyu's?" A gruff man's voice stunned the person who was named, and his face was very red. He could have acted like he didn't hear it, but the man pulled him from behind , he had to raise his head.

"I'll just say it's Xiaoyu, come back and see grandma!" The man is the seventh uncle from the house next door to grandma. He is someone who has watched him grow up, so it's not surprising that he can recognize him.

"Yeah, Uncle Seven." Zheng Zhuocheng didn't move a muscle as he thought about it without a trace.

"Your grandma misses you so much, she keeps nagging in my ears every day, she will be happy when you come back." Uncle Qi turned his eyes back to him and Zheng Zhuocheng.

"Uncle Seven, I'm sorry to trouble you to take care of my grandma. You take this bottle of Moutai, thank you for taking care of my grandma!" Yan Jingyu took the Moutai from Zheng Zhuocheng's hand and handed it over. , but it's too opportune now.

Maotai liquor is very common outside, but in this small mountain village, it is a rare liquor.

really.

Uncle Seven hesitated a few times before taking it, grinning happily, carrying this weight, this month's wine will not worry about running out.

"Then I won't accept it politely. Go back and see your grandma, she's at home today!" Uncle Qi's smile almost stretched his lips. He is a good wine drinker. Drinking 2 yuan Mianshi wine, Maotai wine sold in the village for hundreds of yuan, how can he be willing to spend this money, now holding the wine he reads in his hand, his saliva is dripping down his stomach.

"Okay, Seventh Uncle, then you are busy, I'm going back." After finishing speaking, Zheng Zhuocheng walked quickly, he didn't want to face Seventh Uncle's embarrassing question.

Uncle Seven took a few steps, stopped and turned around to look at the backs of those two. He seemed to have something to ask just now...

After 10 minutes, the two finally stood in front of their own yard, where an old woman was feeding chickens.

"Grandma" Yan Jingyu jumped down excitedly. Unexpectedly, his feet touched the ground and he knelt down on one knee, his feet cramped!

"Xiaoyu!" The old woman raised her head when she heard the sound, and seeing that it was her grandson whom she missed all day long, she happily threw away the chicken food in her hand and ran over.

Yan Jingyu blushed, let Zheng Zhuocheng support him, and limped in.

"Xiaoyu, you're back, what's wrong with your feet..." The old grandma was very happy to see her grandson, and she ran over to see her grandson walking around, and immediately became nervous.

"Grandma, I'm fine, I just had cramps in my feet too quickly." Looking at grandma's worried face, Yan Jingyu felt a burst of warmth.

"They are so big and so careless. Fortunately, they just have cramps... Who is this?" He forgot about others in a hurry.

"Grandma, he is my boss." Yan Jingyu realized something was wrong when he said it. The boss came to visit his family with his subordinates, which seemed a bit unreasonable.

"Grandma, my name is Zheng Zhuocheng, and I am Yu's boss and special guardian." Zheng Zhuocheng and Yan Xiaoyu naturally called grandma.

When Yan Jingyu heard his call grandma, his feet went limp and he almost fell down.

"Xiao Yu is really ignorant, let the boss come back with you, and the boss please sit inside... The house is simple, don't give up on both." The old lady panicked when she heard that she was a noble person.

"Grandma is fine. I'm Yu's boss, but I'm also his friend. Don't be nervous." Zheng Zhuocheng supported Yan Jingyu, who was about to soften, with one hand, and handed the gift up with the other.

"Grandma, this is what Yu prepared very early, because I came back late because of my relationship, grandma, don't be angry." Zheng Zhuocheng still smiled lightly at the wind, calling someone else's grandma without embarrassment at all.

"Yu'er. Maomao magic. Spending money indiscriminately. If you don't save it well to marry a wife in the future, it's up to you in the future!" The old woman took the things, chattering, but her face was full of happiness and warmth.

Only his grandson always thinks about himself.

"Grandma, I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry to marry a wife." Yan Jingyu subconsciously glanced at Zheng Zhuocheng, seeing his face change, he became a little nervous.

"You're still young, you're already 28. Look at the cow next door, who is also 28 this year. There are several children. If you don't get married, grandma won't be able to hold her great-grandchildren." The old woman turned back to the room with her things in her hands, The side is still chattering non-stop.

"Your grandma wants you to give birth to her a great-grandson." Zheng Zhuocheng said this, Yan Jingyu obviously felt him stare at him, and his neck shrank, with a bad feeling.

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