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"For me?" Liang Baiyu was stunned.

Like a one or two-year-old child, Widow Zhou shook her head slightly from side to side, grinning silly.

Liang Baiyu took the white radish and thanked her.

"Then I'm leaving." Liang Baiyu put the white radish with rings of mud into the basket, "Hold on, auntie, the ground is quite wet."

Widow Zhou stood there for a while, biting her fingers and babbling forward.

The first mother stopped her, pointed to Liang Baiyu who was about to walk to the small pond, and said, "It's your man who was seduced by your mother!"

Auntie is a relative of the Zhang family. She watched Liang Baiyu cutting water celery and Widow Zhou giving radishes from a few vegetable plots away.

"Before your man died, you two kept fighting, and he beat you because of that woman."

As the aunt said, she stretched out her hand to pick off the messy hair of Widow Zhou, "Just the scar on your face, he drew it with Chiyu's scissors, because you made a noise and told him not to go to Liang's house again, and he lost his temper I got you scratched, but he still doesn't come home, he only thinks about that woman all day long, and is blinded by lard."

Widow Zhou's eyes were dull. A hideous scar passed through her left cheekbone, cut her mouth obliquely, and grazed the corner of her right mouth, with the end on her right cheek.

It's ugly, and it's scary to look at.

Widow Zhou seemed to have not washed for a long time, her body was smelly, and there were small lice crawling in her hair.

The aunt wiped the hand that touched her hair on the gown vigorously a few times: "Your baby was born dead, and his body was purple. You jumped into the river with the baby in your arms, and the big guy pulled you back... Mom killed your boss and son, and you gave him the radish you stole from nowhere, and your ancestral grave is full of smoke..."

Widow Zhou clapped her hands: "Green smoke, green smoke!"

The aunt's face turned green, and she spat: "It's better to die than to live with this virtue."

Widow Zhou sucked her dirty thumb, spitting, slobbering down her chin.

The aunt was disgusted and wanted to leave. She thought of something, a hint of sinister flashed across her long wrinkled face, she turned her head and said, "Let me tell you a secret, there are a lot of fish in the small pond, and the boy who collected your radishes likes to eat them just now, you Just push him into the pond while he's at the edge and he'll catch the fish."

Widow Zhou read stupidly: "Pond, catch fish...you want to eat fish..."

There was a crow calling in the small forest not far away, and the aunt patted her heart, and trotted back to her vegetable field: "I didn't do anything wrong, I was helping others, doing good deeds."

"Yeah——"

Widow Zhou sang like a crow, and there was a hole in the back of her neck, which was left by digging out the gland many years ago.

On the way back from the small shop, Liang Baiyu ran into the Alpha family member who was stabbed by the Zhang family child.

The other party didn't blame the knife wielder, but Liang Baiyu.

The road was not narrow, but he deliberately bumped into him, knocked him into the grass, and hit him with the rake on his shoulder while walking.

Liang Baiyu and Zhang's mother bumped into him with a bicycle and raised a stick to hit him, standing still, without any intention of avoiding, without blinking eyes, just watching all the dangers that were about to fall on him.

However, the man's rake deflected a moment before it hit him.

"Damn it, what a disgusting thing!" The coward spit and walked away with the rake.

Liang Baiyu took his feet out of the puddle, and the leather shoes were dripping with muddy water. He had a sad face: "It's over, I only have two pairs of shoes. The one I washed last week is still dry, so I don't have to change it when I go back."

"It's unlucky." Liang Baiyu stepped over the puddle and accidentally hurt the bite on his calf. He gasped in pain, "Hey, I haven't been vaccinated against rabies."

There was the sound of reading, Yang Lingling flipped through the books in her arms as she walked, and passed by Liang Baiyu without stopping.There was a line of small print on the page she opened.

——When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Liang Baiyu has a magical power that cannot be described in words. He can make people who like him, hate him, and those who hate him can't help but pay attention to him.

Yang Lingling realized this very early on, and warned her brother, but it was useless.

Liang Baiyu smiled at everyone, as if he could do whatever he wanted, as long as others were happy.

Who knows what he is thinking every time he smiles into crescent eyes.

People like him are scary.

The medicine she took not long ago dangled in Yang Lingling's stomach. Under the influence of her brother, her symptoms of fever this month came a week earlier.

Her brother is still nesting at Zhao Wenxiao's house, bound by his pheromones.

That is the consequence of disobedience.

Omega doesn't have the convenience of Beta in life, he doesn't treat every fever period cautiously, and he will bear it by himself when something goes wrong.

"Teacher Yang."

A smiling voice sounded behind her. Not only did Yang Lingling not turn her head back, but she also sped up her pace to leave. Her short hair swept across her neck ring. Go to the mountain to find Chen Suone.

Just give it time.

Time will bring all the answers she guessed and the answers she couldn't guess to her.

Chen Suone had been busy for a whole day, so he hurried on, but it was still late when he went down the mountain, and the lights of many houses in the village were turned off.

It's getting foggy.

Chen Suone was carrying two plastic bags and walking like flying. When he was some distance away from Liang's house, he saw a spark.

Liang Baiyu was sitting on the bamboo chair at the door with a match in his mouth.

The scarlet flames were flickering, and from time to time there was light in his loving eyes.

"Here we come." Liang Baiyu raised his head and Chen Suone couldn't speak clearly.

Chen Suan took a few low breaths to calm down, he stretched out two fingers, clamped the match near the young man's mouth, and pinched the flame.

"Let's talk." Chen Song said.

Liang Baiyu pressed the tip of his tongue against the match head: "Ah."

The match was taken away, he pursed his lips: "What did you bring me?"

"Vegetables." Chen Song wore a camouflage uniform all day long, and didn't bother to change it out before going out. The undershirt inside him was wet and dry several times, but the pheromone was still weak.

If a normal Alpha had exercised so much and sweated so much, even if he wore a barrier buckle, he would still be unable to treat others around him.

This season, small cabbage grew in the vegetable field, shepherd's purse and cabbage, and Chen Song brought some of them to Liang Baiyu.He also killed an old duck, cut it up and brought it in a bag.

Chen Su thought that Liang Baiyu had already eaten, but he didn't even cook the rice.

"Let me do it." Chen Song watched him wash the rice.

"I told you I'll cook something delicious for you." Liang Baiyu pouted towards the hole of the pot, "You help me light the fire."

As he was talking, a lot of rice was poured out along with the water.

Chen Suwan wanted to speak but stopped with a complicated expression.

Liang Baiyu's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and she said coquettishly, "Look, because you're always standing here, I can't wash rice well."

"..." Chen Suone silently went to Guodong and sat on the bench, still paying attention to the sound of washing rice.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the rice was in the pot.

Chen Suone scraped the ashes in the hole with the tongs, grabbed a handful of loose hair, lit it, and stuffed it in.

The kitchen was in chaos for a while, and there was a smell of oily smoke, and it gradually got on the right track.

It seems so.

Chen Song broke a piece of dry firewood and threw it into the hole in the pot. When his ears caught something, he left the bench and walked out: "Who are you talking to?"

"Myself." Liang Baiyu hugged a piece of thick-skinned pork belly, shaving with a knife in his hand, "When I'm bored, I like to talk to myself."

Chen Suone next to him was silent.

Liang Baiyu tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

Chen Song rubbed the tongs marks on his hands: "At your speed, our meal is tomorrow's lunch."

Liang Baiyu looked at Chen Suone and blinked slowly, his innocence was so pitiful.

Chen Song took away his knife and the pork belly in his arms.

The rice was cooked by Liang Baiyu, he insisted.

Chen Suone wanted to light the fire and watch him stir-fry, so he swallowed his words a few times.

Liang Baiyu turned himself into a cat during a meal, he put the hot pot in a bowl, turned his head to look at Chen Suone, his eyes were sparkling.

It looks a lot like...

Children waiting to be praised.

Chen Su subconsciously raised his hand, trying to wipe off the scallions on his face.

After reacting, Chen Suone's hands froze in the air, and his embarrassing face became hot.

With a soft palm, the young man rubbed his face in.

An electric current grazed Chen Suone's fingertips, along his knuckles, and drilled into his bulging veins.

"Wipe it." Liang Baiyu smiled and curled her lips.

Holding his breath, Chen Su roughly wiped off the shallot and twisted it between his fingers.

It was quiet outside, the light bulbs in the main room were on, and the food was on the table.

Chen Suone glanced at the two portraits from the corner of his eye, and the old watch next to the portraits.

Liang Baiyu didn't know where to get the wine, it was white, in a small bottle, and he poured a glass for Chen Suone and himself.

Filled up.

Chen Suone's forehead twitched: "Today is..."

"My birthday." Liang Baiyu screwed on the lid of the wine bottle and raised her eyebrows playfully.

Chen Song was stunned.

"Sit down." Liang Baiyu tapped the rim of the celadon bowl with chopsticks in his left hand, and said excitedly, "Don't be dazed, and quickly taste the cooking skills I have put so much effort into."

Chen Suone sat down beside him, in front of him was a hill of rice and a pair of chopsticks that smelled of water after being washed many times.

Liang Baiyu's eyes turned to him.

Chen Suone picked up the chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of fried cabbage and put it in his mouth.

Liang Baiyu looked nervous and expectant: "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious." Chen Song chewed the fried leaves, his throat was salty.

Liang Baiyu held her chin and smiled at him.

Chen Suone also tasted the remaining two dishes and soup, and said the same answer without changing his face.

Liang Baiyu was still looking at him, and the curve of her lips didn't move back.

Chen Suone bowed his head to pick up the rice.

Only then did Liang Baiyu look back, and he stroked the wound on his forearm through his sleeve: "I just thought, on my birthday, the whole family will sit at the same table and eat the meal I cooked."

The door of the main room was creaked by the wind.

"Scared me, I thought my parents came to see me." Liang Baiyu rubbed his foot under the table against Chen Suone's leg.It was his injured leg and he didn't care.

Chen Suan gently pushed Liang Baiyu's foot away, and then he moved his long leg, and put it next to the other's uninjured foot.

It is convenient for Liang Baiyu to rub against.

Liang Baiyu stopped rubbing at this moment, he didn't seem to notice the uncomfortable expression on the man's face, and said with a smile: "I've finished talking, it's your turn."

Chen Song looked at his face under the light.

"You want to wish me a happy birthday." Liang Baiyu patted his big hand on the table with light and soft force.

"Happy birthday." Chen Song moved his lips and said in a hoarse voice.

"Cheers." Liang Baiyu raised his glass with satisfaction.