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    Of course Zhou Zirong didn't run away.

    With a cold face, he walked into the yard, grabbed Mrs. Li and left.

    "Brother Rong, run away, she's going to kill you!" Shouted Li Shi.

    "Auntie!" Zhou Zirong's voice was exasperated, "I didn't have anything with her yesterday!"

    "What?" Li Shi exclaimed, "How is it possible? I ate it for her"

    She didn't say the following words, but was choked back by Luo Yi who suddenly appeared in front of her: "You, what do you want to do?"

    Since Luo Yi didn't lose her virginity to Zhou Zirong, it was beyond her control.

    "What did you give me to eat yesterday? Does my aunt have any more? Give it all to me." Luo Yi stretched out his hand with a smile.

    She really wanted some, but Mrs. Li didn't dare to give it to her, so she shook her head violently: "It's gone! It's all used up!"

    "It's a pity, I like it very much." Luo Yi sighed, and then glanced at Zhou Zirong.

    Zhou Zirong didn't know what to think of, his face darkened, and he dragged Mrs. Li into the house.

    Luo Yi didn't follow, and sighed Youyou: "It's so boring."

    Looking around, there are bare and gray everywhere, which is the barren and boring winter.

    Luo Yi was afraid of the cold, and in this freezing weather, he didn't want to do anything.  She huddled in the house every day, unless there was no wind and the sun was shining, she would never go out, and Zhou Zirong secretly called her "the hibernating snake".

    Zhou Zirong was frightened by her. He didn't provoke her until the new year, when he went back to the academy to study. He also asked Mrs. Li to stay away from her, so as not to touch her brow.

    Luo Yi felt both clean and boring.

    Fortunately, Wang Dalin is restless and often visits her, and every time he either brings delicious food or interesting things, and tells her interesting things around him.

    "The firewood is gone? I'll take you to cut it." Wang Dalin grabbed Luo Yi by the back of the collar and carried her out of the house, "Don't always stay in the house every day. My grandmother always said that people need to move more.  Only the spirit."

    He is a very energetic person, with a very high voice, but he has a bright temper and is not annoying at all. Luo Yi always had nothing to do with him, hugged his sleeves, and followed him out the door.

    Although Wang Dalin grew up in the city, he did the rough work of cutting grass and firewood very well.

    "I lived here when I was a child, and my uncle often took me to work."

    As he spoke, he took a machete and chopped off the dead tree trunk into strips.

    He is tall and burly, with strong arms, and a machete in his hand is like a child's toy, and he chopped piles of firewood in a short time.

    He tied it with a rope, threw it on the branch of the tree easily, and then stretched out his hand to Luo Yi: "Go, I will take you around twice."

    During the Chinese New Year, he visited relatives everywhere, and even went to the provincial capital to give a New Year gift to his sister who was married far away. He hadn't seen her for a while, and wanted to tell her something.

    He walked around in the forest with Luo Yi, talking and laughing, and occasionally caught a small animal that woke up from hibernation, and chased it for a while to scare it, like a child who hasn't grown up.

    Luo Yi was infected by his joy, and ran around with him to play.

    It wasn't until it was getting late that the two returned to the place where they started cutting firewood. Wang Dalin effortlessly picked up the large bundle of firewood thrown on the tree branch and carried it on his back.

    "Look, it's good to come out and move around." Wang Dalin pointed to her flushed cheeks and said, "Don't be like those idiots who don't get out of the door and don't take the second door. Their faces are paler than paper, and they breathe after taking two steps.  "

    Luo Yi was amused by his description, and couldn't help thinking, isn't Zhou Zirong exactly what he described?  His face was paler than paper, and he was out of breath after taking two steps.  The more she thought about it, the happier she was, and she couldn't help laughing.

    The sunset glow hit her face, making her cheeks bright. When she smiled, her eyes were curved, and there was a sparkle in her pupils, which made Wang Dalin's chest "thump" and "thump" jumping.  non-stop.

    After a winter of recuperation, Luo Yi has gotten rid of that pitiful, sallow, emaciated, malnourished appearance.  She now has long black and smooth hair tied up with a white silk handkerchief, which is simple and generous.  The skinny body became plump and slender.  The originally rough skin is also moisturized smooth and white by boxes of facial oils.

    No one who sees her now will recognize her as the poor dry girl of old.

    Wang Dalin looked at her profile, feeling so familiar yet so strange.  He stared blankly for a while, and couldn't help but "gudong" and swallowed.

    Luo Yi noticedShi screamed: "Oh my God! Brother Rong! Why are you carrying this on your back!"

    She rushed over with a pale face, shaking Zhou Zirong's body, immediately lost his footing, and fell down along with the firewood.

    He maintained his dignity all the way, but was knocked out by Mrs. Li, and his eyes turned black with anger.

    Fortunately, he didn't fall down as he thought, the firewood was picked up by Wang Dalin, but he was supported by Luo Yi's shoulders, so he didn't fall down.

    "Auntie, what are you doing rushing over all of a sudden!" Although he maintained his face, he still couldn't help complaining.

    Mrs. Li said distressedly: "Brother Rong, you have never held anything heavier than a pen since you were young, why did you suddenly carry such a heavy bundle of firewood? You scared my aunt to death!"

    Looking at Luo Yi angrily again: "What's the matter with you? You went out to chop firewood, why did you ask Brother Rong to carry it back?"

    "I didn't ask him to recite it, he insisted on it." Luo Yi spread his hands.

    Zhou Zirong was sore and unbearable at the moment, but he was still very proud, because he walked back with such a heavy bundle of firewood on his back, and he did not lose face in front of outsiders.

    He cleared his throat, lifted his chin and said, "Auntie, don't blame her, I have to recite it myself."

    "You, you¡ª" Li Shi was dumbfounded, she looked at Zhou Zirong in confusion, "We paid Wang Dalin to cut firewood for us, and it is his job to carry it back, so what is it for you to carry it back?"

    Zhou Zirong was stunned.

    It was like a thunderbolt hitting his ear.

    He was stunned for a while before he asked Mrs. Li: "What did you say? We spent money?"

    "Yeah!" Mrs. Li stomped her feet resentfully, and looked at Luo Yi angrily, "She knows that Wang Dalin always comes to our house.  Outsiders said that he was hired by me to cut firewood and deliver vegetables."

    That time when Wang Dalin helped Luo Yi repair the roof, when Zhou Zirong saw it, his face was so ugly.  Mrs. Li saw it in her eyes and remembered it in her heart.  Later when Wang Dalin came to the house again, she gave him money and only treated him as a day laborer for chopping firewood and delivering vegetables.

    After hearing her explanation, Zhou Zirong's face turned green.

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