In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

Didn't this little girl's family teach her?

Shen Mo blinked, "Lu Qingyang, you said she is my friend, do friends care about these things?"

Lu Qingyang turned his back to her and asked, "Have you always changed clothes in front of your friends?"

Shen Mo thought carefully before answering truthfully, "Yes, I changed in front of Da Huang and his three children. They are my friends."

Lu Qingyang was nervous from the beginning, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it was.

"Da Huang and his children?"

"Yes."

"Don't tell me they are dogs?"

"They are dogs, and my friends."

Lu Qingyang felt a little speechless, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He was just scared and thought Shen Mo was so ignorant.

During the conversation, Shen Mo had changed her clothes and walked in front of Lu Qingyang.

"Then I'm telling you now, even if you are friends, you can't take off your clothes in front of others. Do you understand?"

Lu Qingyang now felt that he was earnestly admonishing and teaching like an old father.

When he saw Shen Mo changing her clothes, he was stunned again.

Her face was clean, and she didn't look like a dirty wild girl at all. On the contrary, her face was very delicate.

Her face was small and well-proportioned, and her nose was straight and delicate. Only her skin was not so white due to long-term labor, but this did not affect her appearance at all.

The wet braids had been loosened, and her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, slightly curled.

The pink jacket made her look even more beautiful.

Lu Qingyang couldn't help but stare at her, but then turned his head away.

Shen Mo nodded thoughtfully, "No one will bully me. If someone bullies me, I will beat him to death!"

She looked around: "Where is the food?"

Lu Qingyang smiled helplessly. This girl really didn't learn from her mistakes. She was able to grow up so big probably because of her super strong fighting power.

He took out a can of malted milk, made her a cup with hot water, and placed it in front of her.

"Drink it!"

As for these tattered old clothes, he wanted to wash and dry them for her while the sun was out, and then return them to her, but Shen Mo said like a treasure: "I want to take them back! Can't throw them away."

"Okay, okay, take them back and wash them yourself."

Lu Qingyang found that her sentences were getting longer and longer, probably because she trusted him more and more.

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh that he could be regarded as a friend of the same status as a dog.

Shen Mo held the enamel cup and smelled the smell first. It was a strong malt smell.

Try to taste it. The sweet and fragrant taste was like opening the door to a new world.

"This taste is better than candy."

Shen Mo drank it all in one breath and placed the empty cup in front of him, "I want more."

Lu Qingyang could only sigh. How could he refuse in this way? He could only obediently make her another cup.

Shen Mo drank three cups before licking her mouth in satisfaction.

With such an appetite, it's no wonder that she is so powerful, but she still can't eat enough at home.

"I'm full."

Shen Mo, who was full, looked more relaxed and hummed a little tune.

It can be seen that she was in a good mood.

"Do you have a hunting rifle here? I'll teach you how to shoot a hunting rifle."

"Yes." Lu Qingyang took out the homemade hunting rifle.

In fact, Sun Xiangqian had already taught him the basic operation.

"It's actually very simple, just hold your breath and concentrate."

"Then aim at the target and pull the trigger, it's that simple!"

Shen Mo held his hand and held the gun handle, "When you have time, try how to shoot, don't worry, it's very simple."

Her confident look made Lu Qingyang more confident.

"Okay, I'll try it when the weather clears up."

Perhaps thinking that the time was about right, Shen Mo picked up the biscuits that Lu Qingyang had packed for her and said:

"Lu Qingyang, I'm leaving!"

It was pitch black outside, and Lu Qingyang was afraid that it would be unsafe for her to go back alone, "Wait a minute, I'll take you back."

"Take me back? No need, my home is in the village, not far away." She pointed to the village not far away.

The backward mountain village had no electricity, and the whole village was pitch black, with only the drizzle, which kept beating the silence.

Lu Qingyang was afraid that she would get wet again after she went back, so he picked up an umbrella and held it over her head.

"Let's go, it's just right to go to your house to meet Da Huang."

"You want to meet Da Huang, okay." Shen Mo agreed.

She picked up a dim kerosene lamp, and the faint light swayed in the rain curtain, and the two stepped into the rain curtain side by side.

In order to prevent the drizzle from wetting the girl's shoulders, Lu Qingyang quietly tilted the umbrella slightly.

Shen Mo looked around and walked restlessly. From time to time, she stretched her hand out of the umbrella to catch the falling rain, letting the cold water droplets slide down her fingertips.

I don't know what she was thinking in her little head.

Walking slowly along the path, Lu Qingyang stopped and prepared to say goodbye until he reached the door.

Sure enough, there was a rapid and loud barking of a dog at the door, as if to drive away this uninvited guest.

"Woof woof woof!" It sounded particularly harsh at night.

Shen Mo pulled his arm and wanted to introduce Da Huang to him.

Da Huang is a yellow dog with a medium body. It is a very authentic rural dog. It is good at guarding the house and is a good hunting dog.

But it is not friendly to Lu Qingyang at all.

Shen Mo dragged Da Huang over and introduced it seriously: "Da Huang, this is my friend, a friend other than you."

But Da Huang still didn't buy it and kept barking.

Lu Qingyang squatted down, touched the dog's head, and held the dog's mouth when it was not prepared, and smiled "friendly": "Thank you, you are prosperous too."

An old voice came from the house, "Xiao Mo, which guest is coming? Who are you talking to?"

Shen Mo replied: "Grandpa, it's my friend."

"Your friend?"

Old Shen walked out with a cane.

"Uncle Shen, it's too dark, I'll take Shen Mo back and won't stay."

To avoid misunderstanding, Lu Qingyang took the initiative to explain.

Old Shen was touched when he heard this and sighed.

Lu Qingyang was about to leave, but found that three little yellow dogs followed Da Huang out, shaking their chubby butts, which was very cute.

"Since you are here, come in and have some tea. I would also like to thank you for taking care of Shen Mo."

Only then did Lu Qingyang realize that the grandfather Shen Mo was talking about was actually a blind man. His eyes were dull and he needed to rely on the cane in his hand to avoid obstacles.

"Xiao Mo, boil some water and make some tea for the guests!"

Shen Mo picked up a puppy, "Lu Qingyang is a friend, not a guest, no need to pour tea."

Lu Qingyang also politely refused, "No need to pour tea, Uncle Shen, excuse me, can't you see?"

"Yes." Old Shen fumbled and sat on the stool, "I am old and will slowly go blind. I am left with only this granddaughter, which is really worrying."

When you are old, you will indeed get cataracts, and the medical environment today is not good. If you are not treated in time, you will gradually become blind.

Lu Qingyang felt that the grandfather and grandson were even more pitiful.

No wonder Shen Mo always asks for food to bring back for grandpa. It turns out that it is because he can't see, can't cook, and can't leave people for a long time.

"Shen Mo always takes care of you. I'm sorry. Wait a minute, I'll get you something."

Old Shen fumbled for a long time, opened a cabinet, and took out a bag of things.

"This is good tea from the mountains. I have kept it hidden and never drank it. To express my gratitude, I will give it to you!"

Lu Qingyang naturally didn't want it. He refused for a long time, but couldn't resist Old Shen, so he could only take the tea leaves, "Thank you, Uncle Shen."

When he left home with an umbrella, he felt a little weird, but he couldn't tell.

Until he heard the footsteps gradually fade away, Old Shen scolded Shen Mo, "What did I tell you? Don't go to those educated youths anymore. Did you take what I said to heart?"

"But Lu Qingyang is a friend." Shen Mo lowered her head aggrievedly.

"What friend? Your mother was deceived by the educated youth who went to the countryside. She was still thinking about that man when she died. What happened?"