My Neighbor is Long Aotian [Rebirth]

The customers in the canteen are fixed, and the business is regarded as a favor business, and half of the ten customers will pay on credit.

Every year at the end of the year, Yan's mother had to carry the account book with her, and went to each house to ask for it. For several days, she went back and forth to several surrounding villages.

Most people have some money in their hands, and they will pay off their debts.

But there are also some people who have a difficult life, and even on happy days, their hands are still bare.

Yan's mother is straightforward, and she is not unreasonable. She will give these people some time.

Of course, there are also those who have been delayed for several years, such as Li Qiang's family.

Li Qiang's family has a lot of land, and he himself has found a job in the town. The twins are not yet old enough to go to school, and Huo Zheng also dropped out of school after he entered the first grade. It stands to reason that he is rich.Even if the account was not paid last year, it can be paid back this year, but he just didn't say anything.

Yan Ze puffed up his cheeks, expressing his disbelief: "You all have money to buy toffee, why don't you have money to pay back to my family?"

"Where is the money?" Li Qiang's daughter-in-law's face turned pale in an instant, and her singing and writing were excellent, "You don't know, your brother Zheng was broken in the head a few days ago, and it cost us hundreds of dollars. Now Zhenxing is also injured , One crop after another, we can hardly even afford the hospital bills, where is the money left?"

Yan Ze secretly rolled his eyes, bullshit has no money, Huo Zheng was injured, where did you pay a penny, it was not accompanied by others, even the medicine was not exchanged, and he had the face to say that the money was spent, the whole family is bullshit The thing that pours the stove.

Huo Zheng listened quietly to his nominal mother complaining to a seven or eight-year-old child, with mockery in his eyes.

Yan Ze scolded the family all over in his heart, but fortunately, he didn't really come here to ask for a debt, he was just looking for an excuse to save Huo Zheng from the siege.

"Okay, Uncle Li and Auntie, I'll go back and tell my mother." Yan Ze pointed to the next door, "But my mother sent me a task today and insisted that I collect the millet in the yard."

The topic of "Collecting...Collecting millet" changed too quickly, and Li Qiang and his wife couldn't turn the corner for a while.

"That's right." Yan Ze nodded with his almond eyes open, "It's so big, I can't handle it by myself, you can ask Li Zhenxing to help me, my mother will tell me, if I haven't put it away before she comes back The millet drying upstairs is finished, she wants to beat me."

"My family's revitalization is still hurting, how can I help you." Li Qiang's wife hurriedly evaded, joking, her son was reluctant to let him move at home, there is no reason to go to someone else's house to do something.

"Then you ask Li Feng to go with me. You see, if you ask me to intercede with my mother, then your family should also help me." Yan Ze continued to be relentless.

"This..." Li Qiang and his wife were instantly short when they mentioned the debt.

Li Qiang's daughter-in-law looked at Yan Ze in embarrassment: "Your younger sister Feng is still young, how can she know how to do things?"

She rolled her eyes, saw Huo Zheng leaning against the wall, and immediately pointed at someone and said, "Let your brother Zheng go, he is two years older than you, and he works faster."

"Li Zheng?" Yan Ze pretended to look at Huo Zheng in embarrassment, and nodded reluctantly after a while: "Okay, that's the only way to go."

He walked over and patted Huo Zheng on the shoulder, urging: "Let's go quickly, it's going to be dark today."

Huo Zheng ground his teeth, feeling a little itchy.

Brat, you are bold, you need to clean up

Li Qiang's daughter-in-law waved her hands in a hurry, telling Yan Ze to take Li Zheng away quickly. She would get angry when she saw the two unlucky ones.

As soon as he left the hospital, Yan Ze swept away the impatience on his face, and turned to Huo Zheng with a playful smile: "Is it very touched that I came to save you? Do you want to promise your life?"

"Promise with your body?" Huo Zheng raised his eyelids and focused on Yan Ze's body, "Where did you learn these words?"

Seven or eight-year-old children still know how to promise each other with their bodies, is it so precocious?Huo Zheng was a little uncertain.

He has never gotten along well with children of this age group, and he really can't tell what kind of psychology children of this age group are like.

One sentence scared Yan Ze so much that his hair almost stood on end. He was used to being in front of Huo Zheng, and he almost forgot that he is only seven years old now. It is indeed a bit beyond the standard to say something about a body.

"...This.... Didn't you learn this from TV?" Yan Ze rubbed his nose, laughing with guilt and embarrassment. Do you agree?"

"Beautiful sister?" Huo Zheng looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes hidden sharpness.

"No, no, no." Yan Ze quickly shook his head, "I'm not talking about you, I'm just making a metaphor."

Mom, help me, why is a nine-year-old child such a ghost? !

Huo Zheng sneered and took the lead.

Yan Ze chased after him: "Where are you going?"

Huo Zheng said lightly: "Don't you want to harvest millet?"

Yan Ze rubbed his forehead: "That's a lie to them, can't you see it?"

Huo Zheng bald and patted his scalp: "Then go to your house and have a sit."

"Okay, okay." Yan Ze led the people to the door cheerfully, "I have a few beautiful marbles, last time Fang Qi came over and asked for them, I didn't give them..."

Yan Ze opened his mouth and kept talking, and he must share the best things with his friends. Although marbles are only played by children, the friend who can't stand him is just a child.

Yan Ze sighed deeply, he was too considerate of others.

Huo Zheng: "..."

He is considering whether to go back.

.........

When Yan's mother came back, Huo Zheng had already taken Yan Ze to catch fish in the stream.

Yan Ze rolled his trouser legs, and carefully stepped on a smooth stone. After a few trials, he raised his other foot to step on it, holding a harpoon made of bamboo in his hand.

Huo Zheng clicked his tongue: "Are you afraid of stepping on the fry, the next water is still so dawdling."

Yan Ze stood firm with his arms crossed, and he grinned and said, "I can't help it. I have poor balance. Only people with well-developed limbs can be as fast as you."

Huo Zheng smiled first, then frowned: "Are you scolding me?"

Yan Ze shook his head, "No."

Huo Zheng: "You are just scolding me!"

Yan Ze spread his hands innocently: "Where did I scold you? Don't wrong a good person!"

Huo Zheng sneered, saying word by word: "The limbs are well developed, but the mind is simple."

Yan Ze: "..." You can guess the special code, but fortunately he didn't say the second half of the sentence on purpose.

Seeing that he was wronged, Huo Zheng didn't bother with him, and started to fish with a fork.

The stream was not deep enough to reach their knees, and the unpolluted water was so clear that one could see schools of fish coming and going at a glance.

Huo Zheng stood motionless in the water with a fork in his hand. Forking a fish requires not only skill but also patience.

What he lacks most is patience, he can stand still for a long time, and confuse passing fish to regard him as a decoration in the water.

On the contrary, Yan Ze felt itchy on his back or thighs within 2 minutes of standing. He scratched here and twisted there, and changed his position after a while. Before the fish could swim there, he was startled away by the stirred water.

Huo Zheng stood there for more than ten minutes, but he didn't see a fish coming.

"Strange, why didn't I see any fish?" Yan Ze held up his fork and swayed in the stream step by step, "Is there no fish here? Why haven't we seen a fry after standing for so long."

Huo Zheng: "..."

"Why don't we go up and have a look." Yan Ze put down his fork and wanted to pull Huo Zheng's sleeve, but he didn't want his feet to slip, and he lost his balance and instantly fell back.

Before Huo Zheng breathed out, he felt his sleeve being pulled, accompanied by a strong force, his feet slanted, and the two rolled into a ball in an instant.