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The old woman went straight to another wooden house.

There was an old man with white hair in the room, dozing off.

He heard someone enter the door, and then he opened his eyes slightly.

"Is my son back?"

The old woman shook her head, dug a pot of well water and placed it on the stove, and then she complained a little.

"You old man, it's June, why are you still roasting charcoal?"

The old man rubbed his hands, a little dissatisfied: "It's that little guy who doesn't come back, why are you blaming me for doing?"

"That's your son, whom I don't blame you?" The old woman sat aside and burned water, a little dazed.

Her heart beat a little faster.

"What are you doing for boiling water? Could it be that someone is coming again?" The old man touched his beard and raked his mouth with a mouthful of dry tobacco. The white smoke floated up for a while, and then suddenly dispersed, which was a little choking.

"Yes, there is a little girl who is so handsome. It's a pity that she's engaged." The old woman shook her head and no longer complained about the smell of smoking as before.

"He's not too young."

The old man had a little loss in his eyes.

My bastard son has come back less and less often.

If I don’t come back, I specially invited some people to get lost today and ask for saliva, and if I get lost tomorrow, I will stay with me.

These old people are not stupid, so what else can you know if you have too many times?

Maybe some young people come to the village to chat with them, and they are still fine.

I just don’t know if I can wait until the day I hold my grandson.

After burning hot water, the old woman then carried the kettle and walked towards the opposite room.

"Girls have to drink hot, they can't get cold water, it's bad for their health." The old woman walked into the house while preaching to Nanzhi.

"Thank you, old man." Nan Zhi smiled a little embarrassed. It was just an excuse to ask for water to drink. He just wanted to make a bowl of water at will, but he even asked the old man to cook a pot of hot.

"What are you grateful for? It would be great if someone can accompany us to talk. Thank you for your hard work, and he always thinks of such a way." The old woman put the kettle on the table, put a few more tea bowls out, and then said slowly.

The two brothers of the Lin family were stunned, looked at the old woman, and then looked at Shen Wenchen beside him.

"The old man said something strange. Could it be that his family members don't come back often?"

"I'm busy." The old woman waved her hand and said nothing more. "The water is a little hot, drink it slowly."

“Hey.”

The few people responded in unison, and the old woman sat aside to pick up the insoles. For a moment, only a few people in the room were holding tea bowls.

"Mother-in-law, why didn't I see that there are other young people in the village?" Nanzhi spoke at the right time, trying to know something from the old woman's mouth.

Liu Da and Aze left the house and looked around other places in the village.

"There are only a few old bones in our village." The old woman lowered her head and put on the insole and whispered.

Nanzhi pursed her lips and then asked, "Then, I don't know what your husband's surname is. What do I call you?"

The old woman paused, looked up at Nanzhi, was silent for a while before replying: "Just call me Grandma Liao."

The surname is Liao.

Shen Wenchen's eyes turned dark.

Sure enough, this village is related to Liao Er.

But what did he do to build this village in Niutou Mountain?

Liao Er has a background, but is not on the list that he wanted to be removed.

But now the casino is becoming more and more rampant, and it would be better if I could catch the handle.

He thought this trip would be rewarding.

Maybe, there is already, but he still needs some tangible evidence.

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