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Chapter 35 Interlude

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    After leaving at Grandpa that day.

    For the first time, I really felt like returning home with a rewarding experience.

    What I hope to welcome Thin Monkey is that after I leave here, he can also send manuscripts by himself, which will provide a continuous source of income. He even said that he can buy a mobile phone with the manuscript fee.

    Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth rose.

    The next day was the weekend.

    I haven't slept so well in a long time.

    Pepe naturally prepared breakfast and went out to play.

    Remembering that I took a day to play with them on the weekend before, let's make it tomorrow.

    After all, today, I want to leave it to myself, to Lean Monkey.

    After a quick wash, after breakfast.

    I went to my grandpa.

    In fact, I hope that Shouhou will stay at home and work hard on his future. After all, this is about the love of grandparents.

    I really don't want him to go out to help others.

    I also entered the house with this expectation.

    As expected.

    The thin monkey is not there, and the thin monkey is not writing on the table.

    Grandpa saw me staring blankly at the table, so he naturally understood the wave in my heart at the moment.

    "Mr. He, don't be angry. This kid went out to wash clothes in the morning. I asked him to stay and write, but he would feel physically uncomfortable if he said no. He actually wanted to write. Don't be angry, Teacher He.  I'll teach him a lesson when he comes back."

    Apart from helplessness, Grandpa's tone was full, almost overflowing, sorry for me.

    In fact, there is really no need.

    I naturally understand, but maybe I can't be so selfish.

    I plan to wait here for his return.

    It will be noon in two hours, and there is no lunch by Grandpa's bed, so it is estimated that he is about to step into this door.

    The rest is my boredom.

    Looking around, there is nothing I can start to pass the time. Even if I want to do something for my grandpa, except for lunch, Skinny Monkey cooks everything, just a little more.

    I wanted to have a chat with my grandfather, but his back and body were only left for me to blame myself.

    It is rare to see him face me so quietly.

    I don't dare to bother too much.

    Just like that when I take intermittent naps and even want to leave and come later.

    The thin monkey finally came.

    He was carrying a basket, his trousers were soaked,

    "You finally came?"

    In the time I just had, except for the occasional "hate iron is not steel" that came up, I told myself to try my best to restrain my emotional calm.

    Every time I see him, I can't bear it.

    Mostly because of his face, which is harmless down to the bone.

    "Mr. He, why are you here?"

    "I still have the face to ask here! Of course it is to supervise your writing! Teacher He gave you a chance yesterday! And she told you that she is also a Chinese teacher to make progress together! You forgot where you are today!"

    Grandpa was furious beside him.

    The sudden loud shouting made me tremble with fright.

    Grandpa didn't mean to stop.

    "Who are you to blame! Did you help that troublesome woman do the laundry again today! I told you! She is very bad, you don't know yet!"

    Messy woman?

    This means that Grandpa knows that the villagers just need his coolie, so he is complaining?

    However, before I could think about it, the problem solved itself in the next second.

    "You help others, I have no objection! You are a good person in the world! But that woman! She is very bad in her bones! You have been washing clothes for many years, and every time you come back after helping her, your pants are wet!  "

    What?

    Looking at this atmosphere that may become more and more enthusiastic.

    My peacemaker is definitely going to play.

    "Grandpa, don't be so excited, I know you are angry, but isn't the thin monkey back? I won't let him run away this afternoon, and who is that troublesome woman?"

    Of course, I am asking this last sentence out of my own selfishness.

    Grandpa naturally transitioned from what I said earlier, and what he talked about was the last sentence about me.

    "When I talk about her, I get angry! The people in the village only occasionally give back to Shouhou on weekdays, so I don't argue about it. After all, he is so helpful! Everyone takes it for granted! But thata woman!  Really want to dig him out!  It looks harmless!  The heart is as black as carbon!  Ask him yourself!  Why are the pants wet!  "

    "Skinny Monkey, you should be very experienced in washing clothes. Even ordinary people can't wash like this. What happened?"

    At this time, the thin monkey has been submerged in the "mess" by his grandfather's words just now.

    It seems that it is honest, and it feels more serious.

    "Every time she calls me to do laundry, she dislikes the table by the river and asks me to scrub on my pants She calls me to wear clean pants every time, and she says that at least I'm better than the place shared by big guys  "

    "Then you still go? It's just unreasonable."

    I heard my anger speak out in a single brain.

    The thin monkey didn't say a word, but rushed to the simple bathroom, picked up a towel, wiped his pants, and then returned to the "battlefield" between me and grandpa in a clumsy manner.

    Awaiting our "criminal law".

    At that time, I even forgot the purpose of my coming.

    Instead, I had a strong urge to go to her house to see how "uneasy and kind" this person is.

    "What does she look like?"

    I asked.

    When I first came here, every household came to say hello, not to mention every household, at least there were multiple heads.

    "I wear two braids all day, I like to wear light-colored clothes, and I smile all day, because I have two dimples, showing off!"

    Grandpa said.

    I immediately activated my memory bank, but it didn't seem to retrieve the face.

    The villagers that day were all popular faces, and the big guys often wore dark clothes that were resistant to dirt. As for dimples and smiles, they really didn't have any.

    After all, this description is too iconic.

    It's really weird, I don't know why, but I just put this face and this matter firmly in my heart.

    It is also possible that grandpa saw that I had been racking my brains to remember, so he spoke.

    "I guess you haven't met that woman, Teacher He. She probably doesn't want to know you. The big guys don't like to talk about her! People are also romantic. How can there be such a person in a village?"

    "Grandpa, wellI didn't go because of hermuscle memoryand habit."

    The pale monkey's weak response aggravated my curiosity even more.

    Even the matter of urging him to write an article, I almost forgot about it.

    "Okay, let's get down to business, I'm here today to urge Skinny Monkey to write, do you have anything else to do this afternoon?

    "have no idea¡­"

    Simply, don't answer.

    Looking back at Grandpa, his eyes almost popped out.

    "Don't you like helping people the most? Why don't you just help Teacher He today?"

    The thin monkey finally shed those tears.

    It can be regarded as a kind of tacit consent.

    However, maybe I will be very out of shape today, because I am too curious about that "village".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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