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Everyone found that Liang Baiyu had returned from the mountain, and the Chen family did not appear in the village again.

Discussing, mocking, watching jokes... All kinds of voices rolled back and forth in their stomachs accompanied by firewood, rice, oil and salt, and slowly entered the cesspit together with the excrement, poured in the vegetable field, and the day was mixed with gossip Go down.

Regardless of his family's objections, Yang Ming came to look for Liang Baiyu, but he never saw anyone.

The door of Liang Baiyu's house was kept closed.

Some people suspected that he vomited blood and died at home, so they threw stones into his yard as a test.

The stone smashed the big tank in the corner of the yard, and the dirty water flowed all over the ground.

The two chickens were frightened and thumped into the nest.

People outside the courtyard were throwing stones, and suddenly there was the sound of opera in the courtyard.

It was Liang Baiyu who was singing Peking Opera, and he was singing with a female voice, his voice was thin, and the transition was as smooth as the voice recorded on a tape, and the neighbors on both sides could hear it clearly.

It was the time for dinner at night, the sky was dark and unclear, and the wind was blowing the small stones rolling wildly.The female voice became more mournful and eerie.

The next day there were rumors that Liang Baiyu's hair was so long and her clothes were colorful, she wanted to be a girl.

The rumors passed through several mouths, and it turned out that Liang Baiyu would wear the skirt left by his mother, and he must be disguised as a woman to do business outside, with a demonic look.

However, the outside of Liang's courtyard is much cleaner.

On the day of Frost's Descent, everyone went into the mountains to pick up chestnuts. Children took plastic bags, adults dragged nylon bags, and plunged into the chestnut bushes to grab them.

Everyone is on the mountain, and the village is empty in no time.

Liang Baiyu stood at the door, covering his eyes with one hand, looking through his fingers to meet the sun, his eyelids trembled, and his swollen eyes narrowed.

A date stone fell at his feet, but he didn't care.

Yang Ming came over. He was wearing a corduroy gown with a thick woolen vest, and a scarf wrapped around his neck. From the back of the neck pocket to his head, the thick neck ring completely covered it.

This time, his fever period was delayed, and his symptoms before coming here were worse than before. He had more than a dozen large and small acne on his face, and his body was swollen.

It's not scary or ugly, but he still feels that he can't meet people, and he makes such a fuss that the roof of his house is almost torn off.

In order to make him happy, his mother let him come to Liang Baiyu's house.

Liang Baiyu put down his hand covering his eyes, and plucked the scarf around the young man's cheek: "This face is smudged, how can you be so pitiful?"

"It's fine when my fever period is over, it's not a big deal." Yang Ming quickly fixed the scarf, he pretended to be relaxed, and then added, "Pheromone mobilizes the body's sensations, don't you, a Beta, understand?" arrive."

Liang Baiyu sighed softly: "Then I am really sorry."

Yang Ming's face darkened: "What are you doing at home?"

"Sleep." Liang Baiyu tucked the hem of his shirt into his trousers, and his waist became thinner than before.

Yang Ming suspects that in winter, he will still wear it like this, not afraid of death.

A patient is not like a patient, but like a madman.

Yang Ming grabbed Liang Baiyu's hand, it was unexpectedly hot, he was stunned, and held it in disbelief.

Damn it, it's even higher than his body temperature, it's not cold at all!

His shoulders suddenly sank, the young man leaned his chin up, and said faintly, "Brother, you hurt my brother."

The hair on Yang Ming's body was blown up, and it was also burning. He vigorously shook off the hand he was holding, and his tongue was tied: "Come on, come with me, go pick up chestnuts."

"I don't want to go." Liang Baiyu lost interest.

Yang Ming stared at his pale and thin face: "Could it be that you lived in Chen's house for a few days and developed feelings for it?"

Liang Baiyu looked back at him in confusion.

"Have you taken a fancy to Chen Suone?" Yang Ming shouted.

Liang Baiyu said weakly: "Keep your voice down, you scared my two chickens."

Yang Ming's face turned blue and red: "That guy is an Alpha no matter how trashy he is! Are you joking about your pheromone instinct? He will find one sooner or later..."

"Okay, okay." Liang Baiyu interrupted, "Don't be so excited, I'm afraid you will suddenly enter a fever."

Yang Ming took a deep breath: "You and Chen Suone are completely broken?"

Liang Baiyu leaned against the door frame, pulled the corners of his lips, and smiled lazily: "Yes, it's broken, there is no fate."

Yang Ming was distracted by his temptation, and it took him a long time to regain his sanity: "Then what's going on with you? You're skinny like a ghost!"

Liang Baiyu cast a sideways glance at him: "There is never a time when you are in a bad mood, when you don't want to eat, or when you don't want to go out?"

Yang Ming was speechless.

Liang Baiyu went up the mountain with Yang Ming. When they went, all the chestnuts around were gone.

"I told you to hurry up, but if you didn't listen, you were dawdling along the way." Yang Ming babbled.

"Respect the patient, okay?" Liang Baiyu walked deeper.

"You don't look like a sick person." The plastic bag in Yang Ming's hand shook the tree, and he strode forward muttering, "There is no one who is sick like you..."

Liang Baiyu's leather shoes stepped on a furry chestnut canopy. He crushed it with the soles of his shoes and found that the inside was empty, and the chestnuts had been peeled away long ago.

"Why didn't you call me by my name?" Yang Ming turned around abruptly.

Liang Baiyu saw a small chestnut in the grass nearby, and he bent down to pick it up: "Huh?"

"You never called me by my name." Yang Ming didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly became angry, and his eyes turned red, "Why, am I not worthy?"

Liang Baiyu picked up the little chestnut, saw that it was a good one, and threw it to the boy.

The little Maoli fell from the boy's arms and returned to the damp dead branches and leaves.

"What a big deal." Liang Baiyu finally gave the poor boy a look, "You can call him whatever you want."

Yang Ming thought the same way at first, and didn't think there was any problem, but this matter flashed through his mind just now, and his heart was blocked. He gritted his teeth and asked, "You never called Chen Suone?"

"Of course..." Liang Baiyu smiled, "No."

Yang Ming felt better immediately, he picked up the little Maoli and put it in a plastic bag, and didn't continue this inexplicable topic.

"Big brother! There are chestnuts here!" There was a shout not far away, Cai Xiaojing climbed up a tree, and waved to Liang Baiyu, "Come here quickly—"

"Here we come." Liang Baiyu walked towards that side in an unhurried manner.

Yang Ming followed behind him, talking like an old mother: "You don't even let a child go!"

The person walking in front said, "Brother, don't make your eyes so dirty."

Yang Ming's expression froze, and he stared at the young man who was so good-looking when he walked around.

My eyes are dirty, how about you?

You are the only one who has the nerve to educate me!

If you can set an example, it's not that I can't listen to you...

Grass, the glands hurt so much.

"Didn't you pour medicine before going out? Calm down. If you have a fever in the mountains, you will be punished." Yang Ming slapped himself and punched the chestnuts.

Liang Baiyu doesn't climb trees, he only picks up the scattered ones on the ground, and if there are none on the ground, he just scrapes in the ravines, and he can always pick up a few.

Yang Ming was not as indifferent as Liang Baiyu, he jumped onto the tree in a hurry, grabbed the thick branches and knocked on them.

The exploded and unexploded chestnuts all fell down.

Someone wanted to pick one up secretly, Yang Ming noticed it with sharp eyes, and immediately yelled and cursed: "That belongs to me, get out of here!"

"Liang Baiyu, pick it up!" He yelled at the person squatting by the ravine again.

"Wait a minute." Liang Baiyu replied.

There is a small piece of grass growing in the ditch, which is still green in this season, and the shape of the grass blade is a bit sharp and prickly.

Liang Baiyu was about to reach out to pull a blade of grass, when several chestnuts rolled into the ditch, he raised his eyes and saw a woman with disheveled hair.

It is the widow of Zhou in the village.

She stood in front of the ditch holding the gown, staring straight at the chestnuts below, swallowing loudly.

Liang Baiyu jumped down, he found all the chestnuts, brought them up, and put them on the ground in front of her: "Here you are."

Widow Zhou put the chestnuts into the gown in front of her, counted one, read one, counted them all, and then limped away.

Several people in the bushes witnessed this scene, Li Zi immediately stopped talking, and they started whispering.

"If that idiot is still alive, he will definitely spit on his face, so he won't just leave like that."

"Hey, it's all life."

"That is, who told her not to control her man and let him be seduced by that woman, and that night he would go to the mountain to find someone."

"She is also pitiful. When the man was gone, she happened to be pregnant with a child. She couldn't bear it. The child was gone. She took her life back. She was stupid."

"That woman is very harmful. Her son is as virtuous as her. Our village is really bad for eight lifetimes."

"What did Lao Yang think? He dared to let Xiao Ming get close to that vixen."

"..."

A few people caught a glimpse of the young man's smiling gaze, and immediately changed their faces, pretending to be talking and laughing, and left.

Liang Baiyu told Yang Ming to stop beating the chestnuts. He said there were too many chestnuts on the ground and he couldn't pick them up.

Yang Ming on the tree was dumbfounded at him.

I've never seen such a lazy person.As coquettish as she is, she is as lazy as she is.

Yang Ming fell from the tree and helped to pick up chestnuts. When he picked up almost a bag, he turned his head and saw that Liang Baiyu was gone.

He yelled a few times without answering.

Yang Ming was so angry that he threw a bag of chestnuts on the ground, but he ignored his sister's cry.

Liang Baiyu was lying in a thicket of thatched grass. He closed his eyes to listen to the birds chirping and the wind, but he blocked out the noise of the chestnut scrambling.

The shirt on the back was getting damp from the turf, Liang Baiyu didn't want to get up and change places, he fell asleep unknowingly, feeling his body became very heavy, as if he was in a mud puddle in a dream.

The nose is full of muddy smell.

Liang Baiyu struggled, wanted to make a sound but couldn't. Before he was about to suffocate, he woke up suddenly and returned to reality.

Alive, the heart is beating, and the hair is full of fine sweat.

Liang Baiyu paused as he pressed the plaster on his wrist, and he looked at the extra... Mao Li beside him.

A whole big sack.

The mouth of the bag was tied a few times with white nylon rope and tied in a knot.

Liang Baiyu hooked one end of the nylon rope that was dragged down, and tore off the knot. He reached into the sack and fished out a chestnut.

Peeled.

"What are you doing for me? I don't know how to fire." Liang Baiyu got up and left.

Not long after, Chen Suone came out from behind the grass half a person's height, he gathered up the open sack, and carried it back silently for frying.