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Chapter 207 After leaving this courtyard, no one will know

There was movement at the door, and the educated youth in the room took a clear look.

Everyone in the educated youth community knows about Si Ningning's character: smart, kind, and not too concerned about the gains and losses in trivial matters; but sometimes they see Si Ningning being too concerned about the Chen brothers and sisters, and they always worry that Si Ningning will

Suffer.

Seeing Hegu and the others bringing rations, everyone's worries instantly disappeared.

Thinking about it carefully, after bringing such a big piece of meat last time, Huo Lang, as the eldest brother and a big man, would definitely not allow his younger siblings to waste Si Ningning's rations.

It's because they think too badly of people...

The more everyone thinks about it, the more embarrassed they feel.

Why did they share several bites of the meat last time?

"Well, little Comrade Hegu, we have a swing set up in front of the Educated Youth Point, do you know? Come on, I will take you over to play on the swing!" Li Lingyuan scratched his head and took the initiative to try to walk out.

Hegu tilted his head to avoid Li Lingyuan's hand that wanted to touch his head. He pursed his lips and raised his brows in dissatisfaction: "I have known for a long time that there is a swing in the educated youth spot. That swing was built by my elder brother!"

After saying that, he raised his chin and looked at Li Lingyuan with a proud expression of "Unexpectedly".

Li Lingyuan has a naive personality and couldn't figure out the details for a while. He continued to tease He Gu happily: "You know it, then you know it. Have you ever played it? If you haven't, I will take you there."

Feeling something amiss, Song Xiaoyun turned her head and met Xu Shuhua's gaze from afar. Both of them could see some disapproval in each other's eyes.

"I'll come back to play when I have time later." He Gu shook his head in response to Li Lingyuan's words.

Li Lingyuan continued to joke with a silly smile: "What the hell, little guy, are you still busy?"

Hegu ignored Li Lingyuan, turned to look at Si Ningning and said seriously: "The elder brother said that we should go back as soon as we finish delivering the things. He also said that he would take us to the county tomorrow, so we can't come over tomorrow."

"Okay, I understand." Si Ningning nodded, "You go back first, I will come over to find you later."

Huo Lang is going to the county tomorrow, and she has to write a letter to Academician Liang quickly.

Hegu was originally unhappy because he was ordered to go home. When he heard that Si Ningning was going to look for them soon, he immediately became happy and took Sanae's hand and ran back. During this period, he couldn't help but turn around and say, "Then

I'm waiting for you, Si Ningning, you must come! Don't lie!"

Si Ningning waved her hands.

Si Ningning didn't have any letter paper, so she borrowed one from Jiang Yue. When she returned, she filled the pen with ink. She sat down at the small table and put something on the table and was about to start writing when her eyes suddenly darkened.

Si Ningning raised her eyes and saw Song Xiaoyun resting her chin on the table and squatting at the other end of the small table, looking at her with big watery eyes, "Ning Ning!"

"..." Si Ningning slowly closed the pen cap, "What's wrong?"

Song Xiaoyun pouted, quickly stood up and sat next to Si Ningning, "That's it, Hegu and the others were here just now..."

"So?" Si Ningning raised her eyebrows lightly, a little confused.

She originally thought that Song Xiaoyun wanted to ask her for help, but she mentioned Hegu instead.

Normally Song Xiaoyun and He Gu had almost no interaction, but Si Ningning suddenly felt at a loss.

Song Xiaoyun sat on the edge of the bed, one foot pointed to the ground, and the other foot placed horizontally on the edge of the bed. She hesitated several times, and finally turned sideways and looked at Si Ningning as if she had made up her mind, "Ningning, I

I think it’s not good for you to be like this.”

"Huh?" Si Ningning frowned slightly, even more confused than before.

Which one is this from? What is it talking about?

Song Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "You like children, so it's okay to be nice to the children in the team. As long as you are happy, that's fine, but that security captain, I don't think so."

Security captain, I’m talking about Huo Lang...

Si Ningning asked smoothly: "What's wrong with him?"

"He looks good!" Song Xiaoyun responded quickly, but after saying those few words, let alone Si Ningning, she was stunned for a moment.

After just a moment, Song Xiaoyun shook her head and said: "Anyway, Ning Ning, don't get too close to him... Think about it, his surname is Huo, but he is from the Chen family. I accidentally listened to the team before

My aunt mentioned that he was not raised by the Chen family at all, so he must have been married into his wife..."

"If you are a married woman, what will others think if you get close to him?"

Song Xiaoyun seemed to be afraid that Si Ningning would not take her seriously, so she continued to add insult to injury: "This kind of good-looking man is useless, either he is fierce, or he is full of bad ideas, and he specially deceives your kindness.

Simply, Ning Ning, you must listen to what I say!"

Song Xiaoyun thought to herself: Mo Bei is it.

He looks human-like, but he looks at people as if he wants to eat them.

Si Ningning didn't know Song Xiaoyun's psychological activities at all, but it was undeniable that Song Xiaoyun's words sounded very uncomfortable to her.

But the other person looked like he was doing her best, so she really didn't know how to refute.

"I have my own sense of caution, don't worry, Xiaoyun." Si Ningning sat upright at the table again, lifted the cap of his pen and said he wanted to write a letter, not wanting to continue on this topic.

Song Xiaoyun simply warned her a few more times to remember what she said and went out, without continuing to pester Si Ningning.

The tip of the pen in Si Ningning's hand tapped lightly on the paper.

Marriage?

Probably not.

However, this kind of thing is just her inference, and only the person involved can decide whether it is true or false.

Just ask when you go there soon and you will know!

Having made up her mind, Si Ningning straightened her back and continued to think about the words to write the letter. When she looked down, she found that the letter paper had already been lit into briquettes with her pen.

"..."

Si Ningning was speechless for a while, tilted her head and walked through the door to look into the main room, "Jiang Yue, I damaged the letter paper. I will take another one from you and return it to you later!"

"You can get it yourself, we are nailing the table!"

"Okay." Si Ningning responded, pulled out another piece of letter paper from under Jiang Yue's bed sheet, sat back at the table and thought seriously.

How should I write a letter in this era?

Um……

The tip of her nose was tangled and wrinkled. Si Ningning straightened her crescent eyebrows and buried her head in writing the first line:

Dear Academician Liang, hello...

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After Si Ningning finished writing the letter, she carried the basket on her back and headed towards Chen's house. On the way, she passed the corner of the old house with overgrown vegetation. She took advantage of the space and cut a small half of the watermelon into the basket.

Originally, I wanted to cut it in half, but the watermelons in the space grew too big, and the half-cut watermelon weighed a lot. When I got it to the Chen family, Huo Lang asked for another ink.

Si Ningning simply took another stab at the half-pull.

After Hegu and the others returned home, they told their elder brother the news that Si Ningning was coming over.

Huo Lang originally planned to take some time to tidy up his private plot, but after hearing the news, he gave up the idea of ​​going out and sat in the yard to finish knitting the half-woven basket.

When Si Ningning arrived, he was busy with his fingers.

"Go, get the knife, cut the watermelon and eat it!"

Si Ningning waved to Sanmiao and Hegu as they opened the far door.

The sound of Si Ningning's steps was easy to recognize. Huo Lang had already noticed her coming, but his face didn't show it. When he heard Si Ningning talking about cutting watermelon, he couldn't help but raised his head, "You bought it, you can eat it yourself."

, and what to use it for them to do."

No one in the third team grew watermelons. Thinking of the fact that the educated youths had a rest today and visited the county again in the morning, they knew where the watermelons came from without having to guess.

"I thought you couldn't see me." Si Ningning rolled her eyes, deliberately being sarcastic and sour to Huo Lang, "Of course the watermelon is for eating. If you don't want to eat it, why don't you let them eat it?"

Si Ningning tilted her head and smiled at the two little ones, "Your eldest brother won't eat, so let's go ahead and let the three of us eat."

Huo Lang watched the three people, one large and two young, entering the house. He quickly finished the work in his hands and followed them into the house.

In the room, Si Ningning had already cut the watermelon, and Sanae and Hegu were each holding a piece and eating it. Huo Lang walked over and patted the two of them on the head, "Go out and eat."

"Oh!" Sanae nodded obediently and said to Hegu: "Second brother, let's go to the door to eat. After a while, we'll finish the melon pulp and throw the melon rind to the hens!"

The two little ones walked out of the door one after another. Si Ningning raised her eyebrows and took a small piece of watermelon to eat. The largest piece was handed to Huo Lang, "Here."

Huo Lang took the watermelon, but didn't eat it.

He put the watermelon back on the table and looked straight at Si Ningning with a pair of deep peach blossom eyes, "Ever cried?"

The eyes are red, which means he is either happy or not.

Si Ningning was shaken up by the low and hoarse voice, and the fragility that had faded seemed to be brought up again in a short time.

Si Ningning suddenly felt that the watermelon in his mouth was not as sweet as before. He lowered his eyes and swallowed the watermelon. But for some reason, the watermelon was gone in his mouth, sour water appeared again, and his nose and eyes began to become dry.

Sour.

It's like a person who has always been strong has been wronged and ignored. Suddenly one day a person appears, takes the wronged person into his arms, warms her from the cold, asks her if it hurts, and cares if she is uncomfortable.

generally……

I didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but it's just strange. All my strength and pretense turned into grievances inexplicably at this moment, and I was trying to jump out of my skin.

Si Ningning really felt like her grievance mother had opened the door for grievance at this moment, and she felt that grievance was at home.

That's quite strange.

What she would subconsciously want to hide in front of others, she actually felt aggrieved in front of Huo Lang.

"I'm not crying!" Si Ningning denied it. From the corner of her eye, she saw Huo Lang staring at her, as if she was worried about something. She stood on tiptoes slightly, supported the table with one hand, and blocked Huo Lang's eyes with the palm of her other hand. "

Don't look at me."

Her voice was trembling in anger. What else didn't Huo Lang understand?

But Huo Lang didn't know why Si Ningning was crying.

It was obvious that Si Ningning didn't want others to know, so Huo Lang didn't ask any more questions.

He stretched out his strong fingers and pressed down the little hand in front of his eyes. Huo Lang quickly picked up the knife and cut the watermelon "昘昘" on the table into several small pieces. He pushed them all to Si Ningning and said, "Eat the melon."

Come on, come and see after you finish eating, the little basket you asked for is ready."

Si Ningning nodded silently, finished the watermelon in his hand and followed Huo Lang out the door.

Not only did Holang weave the bamboo basket, but he also weaved an extra small goldfish.

There is a thin bamboo stick attached to the back of the little goldfish. When you hold the bamboo stick, the little goldfish naturally hangs in the air, swaying as if swimming in the water.

"Is this for me too?" Si Ningning asked.

"Yeah." Huo Lang nodded, "Sanae and the others have long been tired of this."

It sounded like Sanae and the others didn't want it, so they gave it to Si Ningning.

It might not be strange to anyone else, but Si Ningning understood the character of Huo Lang, a tough-talking veteran cadre.

This is obviously for her!

Holding the thin bamboo stick and shaking it back and forth, the little goldfish shook its head and tail in mid-air, as if it came to life.

Si Ningning's mood was as heavy and depressing as a dark cloud, but she found a moment of comfort. She squatted next to Huo Lang. Si Ningning lowered her eyes and looked at the little goldfish dangling, "Hey, Huo Lang."

"Um?"

Si Ningning asked gently and casually: "You are very kind to me, but am I worth it?"

"Am I worthy of being treated well and worthy of being loved?"

Si Ningning murmured to himself, as if asking Huo Lang or himself.

Is it worthy of being treated well and worthy of being loved?

What's the problem?

Huo Lang was stunned for a moment, then slowly looked sideways at the girl beside him.

The little girl hugged her knees with one hand and held a slender bamboo stick with the other. Her chin rested on her knees, and there seemed to be a faint glimmer of water under her long and curled eyelashes.

The scene that seemed peaceful and comfortable just now suddenly felt a little lonely and depressing.

"Everyone deserves to be treated well, and love is the same." A trace of worry flashed through Huo Lang's deep peach blossom eyes, and his heart was heavy. After a while, he continued: "You can question others, but you must believe in yourself."

"Some people like the moon, and some people love the stars, but which one do you think is better? There will always be people who disagree with you." Huo Lang didn't know what happened specifically, so he could only rely on his feelings and heart to comfort him: "Don't

Because someone else's words affect you."

"Be happy, I like your smile." Huo Lang turned his head to look at Si Ningning. Less than a second after he finished speaking, he suddenly changed his tone and said, "Forget it, just cry if you want to."

"There's nothing wrong with crying occasionally. No one will know if you leave this yard."

"puff……"

Si Ningning felt panicked and wanted to talk, but Huo Lang kept talking for a long time, and she couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

With that sound, after laughing, the previous feeling of sadness and sadness suddenly disappeared.

Si Ningning was a little embarrassed, held it in, and finally raised her lips and laughed. She widened her eyes and glared at Huo Lang pretending to be angry, "First you made me laugh, and then you made me cry. Do you think I'm doing Sichuan Opera?"

What? Just change your face if you say you will?"

"What you do is much more exciting than Sichuan Opera, but your facial makeup doesn't change as fast as you do."

"Are you laughing at me?!"

Huo Lang shook his head, pretending to be sad and deliberately teasing Si Ningning. As expected, Si Ningning pinched his shoulder several times in anger.

He had rough skin and thick flesh, but it didn't hurt. Instead, he was worried that Si Ningning might pinch his hand and hurt it, so he took the initiative to say softly, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Si Ningning pouted and stopped making trouble.

After all this fuss, she felt much better.

After a little calming down Ying's noisy and wildly beating heart rate, Si Ningning remembered the business of coming here. She took out the letter written to Academician Liang and handed it to Huo Lang. Then she asked: "You can make things up, can you carve them?"

Digression:

Ah Yao muttered:

I don’t know what everyone’s definition of “love triangle” is? I recently received a comment saying this, which is different from A Yao’s idea. Afterwards, A Yao also asked friends about their knowledge and opinions on “love triangle”, but

Everyone says it differently.

Would you like to ask the readers for their specific opinions?

Finally, I’m going to take a day off tomorrow. Someone in Ayao Community has been infected and has been blocked. I have to think of ways to get food tomorrow!!!

(End of chapter)