Mingjing was a little puzzled: Although the matter has passed, the people in the village still feel that he has lost the face of Qingxi Village when he mentions San Lang in the past two days. Is he in the mood to go out and about with those gazes?

After watching it for a while, San Lang actually walked back and forth at the door of the two houses, and did not go elsewhere. Mingjing didn't see that he was going to do anything, so he ignored him and went about his own thing.

"Xiao Qi, you send this basket of charcoal to Aunt Ma next door. When I turned around, it was cold, and I had a charcoal pot at home. ”

"Hey, okay." Tong Xiaoqi agreed and moved a basket of charcoal over. Ma Zhongkang is his own person, so he is quite happy to let him send charcoal to Aunt Ma.

Aunt Ma accepted it, and then gave three sausages for Tong Xiaoqi to bring back. Said she had just made it, and let them taste it. Mingjing has game here, and he often sends some to her, anyway, he doesn't have to explain to her where the prey comes from.

As for the next door, she still only gave the three children the weight of the tooth sacrifice. Whole or half of it is not given. Feng Jing now doesn't mention the matter of letting her share some of the uneaten game to the next door. Yesterday, however, he went over on crutches and talked to his uncle for a while. He was quite happy to hear that his uncle had rejected the grocery store's family affairs.

In the next few days, Saburo came out to walk around for a while, and it became natural to get used to it. However, Mingjing still felt a little weird, and Saburo could still chat with her every day. Didn't he still dislike eating badly and smashing bowls a few days ago? It's getting better all of a sudden, and it's a bit bigger.

On this day, the charcoal had enough car, and Uncle Wang came over and helped Tong Xiaoqi move it to the car together. Saburo came out for a stroll again, still standing there watching.

Tong Xiaoqi came out with a basket of charcoal, and Uncle Wang was a few steps slower than him. Mingjing stood beside the ox cart and pulled the oxen, saving the oxen from moving around. San Lang took two more steps closer, "This charcoal burns well." ”

"yes, I picked them all out." Anyway, a pound is two or three cents more expensive, and you can have less cigarettes when you look back. I also have to tell Zhong Mao that Xiao San and the others must open the window when they burn charcoal, otherwise it will be troublesome if they get carbon monoxide poisoning.

Mingjing was thinking about it here, Tong Xiaoqi came over with charcoal and walked past San Lang. San Lang leaned over to look, as if he didn't stand firmly, and suddenly turned upside down towards Tong Xiaoqi.

Tong Xiaoqi subconsciously wanted to free up a hand to help him. Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, he immediately drifted back a few steps with the charcoal in his hand, avoiding Saburo. Saburo was planted on the ground like this, and he screamed in pain.

Mingjing immediately understood, this guy wants to touch porcelain! He did not hesitate to prepare for this for a few days, so that she would not be surprised by his presence. Originally, their sister-in-law Gui was old, her father was sick, Ming Hao was young, and she was a girl's family, so she was really not a good partner for San Lang to touch porcelain. Therefore, he didn't just aim at Tong Xiaoqi. Talents, but also step by step. If it weren't for the fact that Tong Xiaoqi was a martial arts practitioner and his skills were quite good, he wouldn't have been able to avoid him this time. Looking back, he said that he was knocked down by Tong Xiaoqi, and it was really difficult to say clearly.

Tong Xiaoqi laughed out loud, "I'm still one step away from you, you can't frame me." ”

Uncle Wang witnessed the whole process, and stood in place with the charcoal, and his face was a little crying and laughing.

"San Lang, my son—" Wang had been hiding inside the door, waiting for the right time to play. At this time, I saw Saburo fall to the ground and hurriedly ran out.