I Have a Secret

Chapter 27: Article 27

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Li Gen responded a few times and asked Wu Cuiling, "What did you just say?"

"Thanks to winter this time."

Wu Cuiling walked away with her eyes down, "Brother, can you help me say hello to him and tell him not to talk about it?"

In Li Gen's mind, the young man's eyes were full of tears. He wanted to refuse, so Wu Cuiling could speak for himself. The words circled on the tip of his tongue and swallowed again, "Okay."

There are only so many people in the village, and there is a lot of talk about the big things.

Wu Cuiling's forehead was torn, and there was a lot of blood on her clothes, even children who played with mud knew it.

In the room, Wang Yuemei was cutting honeysuckle branches, picking up the beautiful ones and throwing them into the jar, "You can fall every way, but the more you live, the more you go back."

Wu Cuiling said she didn't pay attention.

Wang Yuemei picked the flower branches picky and threw away all the distorted ones, "Is the old hen sent to He Wei's house?"

Wu Cuiling said, "Send it."

Wang Yuemei asked He Wei's physical condition, "I heard that he couldn't get out of bed because of his illness, is this true?"

Wu Cuiling could not explain clearly.

Wang Yuemei's gaze swept to Wu Cuiling's gown, which was changed, not the one she used to go out, "Come here."

Wu Cuiling followed suit.

Wang Yuemei said again, "Squat down a little bit, Mom will pull out a white hair for you."

Wu Cuiling then bent down.

Wang Yuemei's eyes were too hot, and she immediately caught a few marks on Wu Cuiling's neck. She was a Chinese New Year's Eve, so how could she not know how to get it.

Wu Cuiling asked, "Mom, are you okay?"

Wang Yuemei pulled out Wu Cuiling's black hair at will, and pulled a small amount, "Go and feed the chickens, and then go and fill the water tank."

Wu Cuiling's scalp hurt, and she didn't understand why her mother-in-law suddenly changed her face.

As soon as she left, Li Gen came in on the back, "Mom, Cuiling has an injury on her head, you can let her lie down, I'll do it by fetching water and feeding the chickens."

"That big bed of rice is enough for you to be busy." Wang Yuemei's voice was directed towards the door, "Isn't it just a little bit of skin? How can you be so delicate, when your mother was pregnant with you, I went to work in the fields with a big belly, and the sickle cut a big hole in the handle, and it didn’t stop at all.”

Outside the house, Wu Cuiling pursed her lips and went to work.

In the afternoon, Huang Dan squatted in the corner for a while, but there was nothing he could do. He went to Li Gen to help fill the hole.

Li Gen lifted the rice and wheat with a wooden shovel on the rice bed, and a gust of wind blew, and the shriveled wheat husks and bran were blown away, and the remaining golden wheat grains fell one after another, piled up layer by layer.

Huang Dan saw beads of sweat rolling down from the man's wheat-colored arms, and every time the wooden shovel was raised and dropped, the firm muscles slackened, and he smelled the smell of barbecue again.

Li Gen picked up his jacket to wipe the sweat, turned to pile wheat grains, and saw the young man's figure, the wooden shovel in his hand was instantly clenched, and his movements were stiff.

Huang Dan walked over, "Brother, fill that hole for me."

Li Gen's face was as red as fire, "I can't fill it."

Blushing what? Huang Dan's eyes were weird, he frowned, "You didn't say that in the morning."

Li Gen was inexplicably angry, turned his head and roared, "The girls are chirping, I said that if you can't fill it, you can't fill it in, you can find someone else to fill it in for you!"

Huang Dan was not angry, "Oh, forget it, I'll find someone else."

Listening to the footsteps of the young man, Li Gen threw the wooden shovel on the wheat pile, "Wait, I will fill the hole for you!"

After a while, Li Gen carried a mud bucket to Huang Dan's courtyard wall, mixed the water and soil together, put in the wheat bran, continued stirring, and dug up with a shovel to fill the wall.

"Didn't you do it on a construction site? You can't do anything like that?"

Huang Dan squatted on the side to study, "The construction site uses cement to build the house."

"It's not a rationale yet." Li Gen asked after a while, "Has the bag on his head disappeared?"

Huang Dan said no.

Li Gen looked at the back of Huang Dan's head, "Don't press it when you sleep at night."

Huang Dan looked at Li Gen.

Li Gen was also looking at him, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he said with disgust, "Go away, don't squat next to me to block the wind, it's too hot!"

Huang Dan twitched his mouth and went back to the house.

He couldn't smell the youth's breath, and Li Gen's breathing became smooth. He quickly filled the hole with his hands and feet, "Winter, I'm back."

Huang Dan's voice came from the room, "Okay."

Li Gen took out the cigarette and put it in his mouth, glanced at the soil in his hand, sighed and shook his head, "What is this?"

He tutted angrily, looking at the young man, he didn't care what happened in the morning, he was so panicked, like a fool, he threw the bowl at noon.

Huang Dan cared about it, but didn't say it, so as not to