Liang Haoming felt that he was a very boring person, and his personality was very boring, and even the third brother Shujun often teased him, saying that he was too wooden and couldn't even make jokes, and there was rarely a smile on his face. But looking at Dong Huiying's appearance in a wheelchair, Liang Haoming unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth.

He didn't smile, at least on the surface, he was still a rigid coffin face, but in his definition, the twitch of the corners of his mouth was already a smile.

Realizing that he was in a very good mood at this moment, he looked solemn, his eyes looked at his nose, and his nose looked at his heart, so as not to look at Dong Huiying again.

He was afraid that his wife would snatch his soul away.

As soon as he looked at her, he couldn't help but think of what happened in the town that night, the white flowers......

Lately, he has been dreaming a lot, and whenever he wakes up, there is a pillar of optimus underneath......

"Dalang, hurry up!"

Mrs. Gao, who lived at the opposite door, ran towards Liang's house out of breath.

Liang Zhichen, who was busy building a house, got up from the pile of wood.

"Grandma Gao, what are you?"

"Oh, it's Gorou! Yue Ning's kid is fighting with people in the village! ”

Liang Zhichen's brows were furrowed, his hands were covered with sawdust, he grabbed a wet handkerchief and rubbed it, and thanked him calmly: "I know, thank you Grandma Gao." ”

At this moment, Yi Xuan and others walked out of the East House, Liang Haoming explained to his brothers, and strode out of the house.

His pace was very steady, and his rhythm was not chaotic at all, even if he was worried about Yue Ning, he was still calm.

Dong Huiying got up from the wheelchair, and she pursed her lips.

"Hao Ming, send the wheelchair into the house and let ...... Mother try it, I'll go over and see. ”

Calling Liang Yuru "mother", she has an awkward feeling, but it is always difficult to replace it with impolite titles such as "this", "that", and "hey", so after overcoming it, she called it out.

Liang Haoming's lips moved, but he didn't squeak in the end.

After Liang Zhichen, Dong Huiying also left.

The fourth child is like an ant on a hot pot, and his mind is very unstable.

In the end, he pushed the wheelchair in front of Yi Xuan, "I ......" He was just about to speak, but he saw Yi Xuan's face clear.

"Fourth brother, I know, don't worry, I'm watching at home, you go and help your wife and eldest brother."

"Hmm!"

Nodding his head heavily, Liang Haoming rushed out of the house like a tornado.

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When Dong Huiying came to the head of the village, she saw that the villagers were gathered together, she squeezed into the crowd, and when she came to the innermost, she saw several feminine-looking men who were grabbing Liang Yuening and beating him.

Liang Zhichen was one step ahead of Dong Huiying, and when he saw this scene, his expression was cold. With a big hand, he grabbed one of them by the collar and threw the man out, and then he drew a gourd in the same way, and shook off all the men who were very fat.

Liang Yuening's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he got up from the ground with a gray face, and he wiped the blood that overflowed from the corners of his lips with his patched sleeves.

"Liang Jialang, you dare to touch us?" Those men with heavy fat and powder roared at Liang Zhichen with sharp voices.

Liang Zhichen lowered his eyes to hide his expression.

The three people who rode on Liang Yuening and beat him before were actually surnamed Fang, and they were the brothers of the Fang family in the mountain village, and the three brothers promised a family a year ago, and the woman was a female butcher in the neighboring village.

However, it is said that it is a "conflict", but the fault is not Liang Yuening.