Zhao Lan sneered: "Are you intentional? I know in my heart that there is no need to tell me this. Okay, let's go. My temple is small and can't hold so many people."
How could the old lady Bai want to pull Zhao Lan's hand over again, but Zhao Lan ruthlessly threw it away: "Old lady Bai, although my mind is stupid, Zhao Lan is not a big fool. I can still tell right from wrong. , I clearly understand why you drove us Zhi'er away, and why you came to find me back to Bai's house, I also know clearly in my heart, no matter how beautiful the words are, someone must believe it."
She pointed her finger outside the house and said, "Why don't you go to Murakami and talk to someone else, just tell the big guy what you just told me, and see if anyone believes it-maybe, a three-year-old kid Maybe you can believe it."
Liu immediately changed his face: "Zhao Lan, don't distinguish between good and bad, toast and drink fine wine."
Zhao Lan snorted coldly: "Then I will wait for your fine wine to see how it tastes."
Granny Bai's temper also came up, and she stared at Zhao Lan with a gloomy face: "Zhao Lan, don't forget, you are the widow of our Bai family, the daughter-in-law of my deceased son, the girl of Bai Zhi, but you eat our Bai family. Mishui grew up, what's the matter? Now that the wings are hard, I want to throw away our Bai family?"
Zhao Lan shook her head: "Wrong, it's not that we want to leave your Bai family behind, but your Bai family left us behind. When we were separated that day, all the villagers saw it. Who rushed me and Zhi'er? Drive out of the house?"
She thought she would be the same impulsive and angry when facing the Bai family, but at this time she found that she was surprisingly calm. Perhaps, she had no thoughts of the Bai family. At this time, the Bai family was in her. In front of him, he was no different from ordinary passers-by.
"Zhao Lan, are you there?" Hu Changlin's voice came from outside.
Zhao Lan replied: "I'm here." She turned her eyes to the old lady Bai and Liu's and said: "You go back, and you don't have to come back again. From now on, let's live our own lives without breaking the river."
Hearing the conversation inside, Hu Changlin quickly walked to the door, saw Liu and Granny Bai, and immediately stretched his face: "Didn't you go back? Why did you find here again? What are you trying to do?"
Hu Changlin was holding a plate with two shelled eggs in it, two steamed buns with white flour, and a bowl of thick white porridge, exuding a faint fragrance.
Think about the life in my own family. The porridge is as thin as rice soup. The previous stir-fried wild vegetables have become boiled wild vegetables. They are tasteless, and they will be hungry right after eating. Compared with Zhao Lan’s current life, it’s called Goodbye.
The unpleasant color on Liu's face quickly disappeared, and he squeezed a smile and said, "We happened to have no breakfast, so we can just eat here with Zhao Lan."
Hu Changlin said with a cold face: "Looking at your two faces, who can eat it? Don't bother to spit it out? Hurry up and don't grind around here."
Old lady Bai sank, and pointed at Hu Changlin with one hand on her hips and said: "Hu Changlin, you are polite. We are here to find Zhao Lan and not to you. We can stay as long as we want, and it's up to you. ?"
Zhao Lan stood behind the two of them, stretched out her hand and pushed them suddenly, pushing them out of the door together, followed by themselves, and locked the door with a click.
She said to Hu Changlin: "Brother Hu, I remember that I still have something to tell you. It's better to go to the big house in front and let's talk while eating."