The Clingy Spirit Of The Blackened Male Partner [BL/QT/edited MTL]

The Little Sweetheart In The 1970s 1-2-3

July is the busy time for farming. Everyone in Hezao Village is busy harvesting rice and soybeans. They get up before dawn and go to the fields.

At such a critical time, unless someone is sick, they have to work in the fields, not only for this year's harvest, but also to earn cents.

Luo Ning got up. The mud hut was dark. With the bright light outside, he walked to another house not far away.

The uncle's family lived there, and they had already picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat breakfast.

He glanced at Luo Ning unhappily, with disgust on his face.

Luo Ning walked forward and looked at the pot on the table. There was only a layer of rice soup and half of a multi-grain steamed bun left in it.

He felt a little uncomfortable, but didn't know what to say.

The aunt snorted, widened her eyes and cursed: "Why do you still dislike it? It's good to have food for you. You should be grateful to have this mouthful of porridge from you."

"I can't do anything all day long, and I don't have anything left to eat. Raising you is like raising a piece of trash! It's only because I have a good heart that I am willing to give you a little charity."

"I'm so tired of seeing you being so stupid. If you don't want to eat, get out! Bah!"

She scolded happily, but her eyes were very proud, and she pinched his waist arrogantly.

Anyway, her nephew has been a fool since he was a child. His father fell into the river and died, his mother remarried, and the only mother-in-law willing to raise this nephew is no longer there. The nephew is already eighteen years old, but he is still like a doll, and it's not up to him to do what he wants.

This idiot has a mental problem, but he works pretty well. The food he earns every month will be brought to his home. He still doesn't have enough to eat. If he doesn't take advantage of it, he'd be a fool.

If it weren't for the fact that the house this fool lived in was too shabby, he would have snatched it away too.

At the end of the year, the fool's food will be divided, and she can just use it to announce the marriage of her son. It is really comfortable to think about it.

Luo Ning pursed his lips, his mind seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. It wasn't that he didn't know anything, but he had only gone through many things in his mind. He only had a hazy consciousness and couldn't think deeply about it. He said awkwardly: "I, I have food."

As soon as he said the words, his aunt-in-law Wang Cuihua had a fierce look on her face and cursed angrily: "You have so much food, just the few centimeters you earn, you have already caused disaster, and now you are eating and drinking at my house for free!"

"Why don't you go to work quickly? If you stay here at noon, you won't be able to eat."

Luo Ning didn't know how to refute, so he carried a hoe to a relatively remote piece of land. There were mature soybeans in it. His arms were dark and thin. The habit he had developed over the years made him work as quickly as possible in the morning, when the sun was out. That's when he suffered.

There were people standing in twos and threes in the fields, doing their jobs neatly while the weather was cool. This was related to their common denominator. Whoever had strong labor force was the most enviable.

There was still dew in the early morning. After walking around for a while, their trousers became wet with moisture.

Another group of people walked slowly on the ridge of the field. They were more neatly dressed, with only patches on their clothes. They looked fairer than the people in the village. They had an indescribable temperament. They came to the countryside half a month ago. It was the educated youth.