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The temperature in the concierge became hotter and hotter as Zhuo Fei continuously threw the firewood.

The old kettle sitting on the stove was steaming, filling the room like fog outside.

Sitting in the fog, Wang Wan'er watched Liu Mei and Ye Mozhu busying themselves. For some reason, they felt as if they were looking at flowers. They looked so beautiful.

Liu Mei is washing the melon, it is bitter gourd. I think there must be a dish called cold bitter gourd at night, which is for myself to eat. In the fog, her side face is sharp and angular, and her skin is white until now it seems she has used some beauty. Yan lens.

On the other side, Ye Mozhu was cooking something, carrying a big iron spoon in the pot, and the sweat on his forehead wetted her temples and pressed it to her equally white cheek, full of femininity.

Wang Wan'er, whose head was confused, made up her mind that she must be whitened.

Then she felt dizzy, and her eyelids were heavy, and she fell asleep again against the wall next to the bed.

At this time, the door of the concierge was pushed open, and a vain gas came in first. Zhang Xiaojian and Zhuo Fei went to school and moved back to a simple single iron bed.

The reason for moving the iron bed was of course because Wang Wan'er used her nosebleed to prove that she really couldn't adapt to the fire kang and couldn't let Wang Wan'er go.

The two placed the iron bed in the center of the house, and then found two rags, which severely rusted out a subway rust.

After washing the vegetables, Liu Mei helped to pick up the bedding and spread it on the iron bed. Then everyone looked at Wang Wan'er who was sleeping and decided it was better to move her over now.

Did not say hello, did not wake her, I wonder if she was sleeping too heavily.

Zhang Xiaojian slipped away Wang Wan'er's legs, and Zhuo Fei put his arms under Wang Wan'er's arms.

Both of them were Lianjiazi, so naturally they put the already thin Wang Wan'er gently on the iron bed.

Liu Mei covered her with a bedding, put Wang Wan'er's full forehead on the back of her hand, and said, "The temperature has dropped." The people who had been busy for a long time smiled and were very pleased.

In the evening, Wang Wan'er woke up to find that she was sleeping on a separate bed. She barely supported her weak body, and subconsciously touched the position of Renzhong under the tip of her nose, and found that there was no bleeding. It really was caused by the fire. !

Uncle Sun didn't know where to find an old-fashioned clinical thermometer.

Zhang Xiaojian took the end of the thermometer and flicked it wildly. His arms almost fell off, only to see that the temperature inside had returned to zero.

Passing it to Liu Mei, she held the thermometer and reached Wang Wan'er's armpit without any explanation. The ice Wang Wan'er raised her mouth and yelled, "Cool."

Ever since, everyone's eyes turned to her, and their eyes were all for your good.

While warming her heart, she said timidly: "I will clamp it."

Liu Mei smiled: "Don't be too tight, in case it breaks."

"..."

Zhang Xiaojian and Zhuo Fei looked at each other, always feeling that Liu Mei was driving, but there was no evidence.

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The people in the village felt that the atmosphere today was not quite right.

No matter who you meet at the entrance of the street, it seems to be a little secretive.

Most people closed their doors, and close relatives gathered together to discuss something, so that it seemed that everyone had something to discuss. The smoke that should have risen at dinner time was not as thick as before.

Lao Hu's village chief’s relationship in the village is of course intertwined. In the past, this period of time should have been the time for a few people in the family to sit down and eat, but today it is a bit hard to spare.

The back door of the compound will always be knocked, and the front door of the compound will always be asked.

These people are here to give money.

Yue Liang's estimation is not wrong, he will indeed see more cash today.

Because he does have the trust of the whole village, and he does bring back the villagers who lent him money.

Most of the villagers in Feiluan Village have simple personalities, and it is difficult to be turned back by the exact death logic. They are jealous of the villagers who invested in Yue Liang last year and got a double return. Of course, this year they want to get a share.

Yue Liang said at the wine table before,

But in fact, this matter is already known to the whole village. The so-called people who can not bring it are actually rushing to get on the ship now, but of course everyone takes this matter as a secret and does not put it on the table. Speak up.

This is a bit absurd, but it really happened, so much so that the atmosphere in the village today is a bit strange.

The aunt who sells vegetables is a little absent-minded, and the uncle who sells medicine is a little impatient.

Yue Liang didn't know these details. He was just sitting in his own room, watching the cash increase gradually, and listening to the text messages from the mobile phone always ringing non-stop.

The more I listened, the more irritable, the more I listened, the more I fell into self-struggle.

If there is always a place called conscience in a person's heart, then his conscience is now on the scale, the scale on the right.

On the left of Libra, there is more and more money in front of you, and the constant information ringing.

Conscience is entirely up to the individual, and it will not increase or decrease in a short time.

But money and text messages did, so gradually, the scale on the left was pressed down, and his conscience on the scale was lifted and flew away, never to be seen again.

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The dinner in the porter was very rich, but it was obviously different from the previous two days.

Six dishes and one soup, not greasy and heavy, and some are only refreshing and light.

Except for Yaya, the people who have eaten a lot of big fish and meat these days are eating very well. After eating, everyone started to play a very strange game under Liu Mei's suggestion.

This game is called, what's going on in the TV series!

Liu Mei was the first to start: "You must get pregnant when you go to bed!"

Ye Mozhu then: "Chopping vegetables must be chopped."

Wang Wan'er: "The golden basin must be hung for washing hands."

Zhuo Fei coughed: "If I can't kneel, it must rain.

Zhang Xiaojian pondered for a long time: "Cough with a handkerchief will vomit blood."

Yaya said: "A woman disguised as a man must not see it!"

Uncle Sun never watched a TV series, and said with a smile: "You come, you come, I will not participate."

So it was the first Liu Mei, she said: "The second female must be blackened."

"Isn't this absolute?" Zhang Xiaojian questioned.

Unexpectedly, a woman's natural attributes have an absolute talent for making drama, Liu Mei cited more than 20 examples in one breath...

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In the laughter, it was late at night.

After this boring game was over, everyone was in a daze, and Wang Wan'er started to have a fever again.

Fever is very strange, it seems to count the time, and it tends to get worse at night.

After drinking a pack of antipyretic powder again, Wang Wan'er's fever was not relieved. After taking her temperature again, Liu Mei looked at the yellow light bulb carefully and said, "Thirty-nine degrees and five."

Everyone was shocked, and Zhang Xiaojian said, "This is not good. Wouldn't the brain be burned if it burned like this."

But Wang Wan'er said in a daze: "It's not easy anyway, burn it out."

Uncle Sun said: "I'm going to see the doctor, you are waiting here."

Yaya also put on clothes along with her.

After the father and daughter left, Liu Mei found a bottle of white wine and took out two steel pegs, preparing to give Wang Wan'er a physical therapy.

Don't say, the method is soil, but it seems to have been scraped when I was a child. It is very easy to use. Wang Waner had to obey, and after a while, she yelled.

Of course, physical therapy had to take off his clothes, so Zhang Xiaojian Zhuofei had to wrap himself in a padded jacket and stand at the door which was almost 20 degrees below zero.

Then the two elders looked at each other listening to Wang Wan'er's cry, showing a smile, and led the car in the smile.

Within half an hour, Uncle Sun and Yaya brought a doctor from the village health station into the house. Without saying anything, they first came with the fastest butt injection, and Wang Wan'er suddenly felt half of her body hurt again. It was numb, so I had to change from lying down to tummy.

Of course, this injection was more effective than Liu Mei's physical therapy. It didn't take long for Wang Wan'er to relieve her fever, and the people who had been tossing in the middle of the night were tired and fell asleep.

As soon as the daylight came the next day, Wang Wan'er woke up again after the medicine had passed.

She got out of the bed shaking her trembling body. She didn't want to disturb everyone, but she couldn't help but retched.

Like a wake-up call, everyone woke up almost instantly, Ye Mozhu and Liu Mei held her, and when they touched their forehead, they could feel hot without using a thermometer.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at her flushed face and said, "Another injection to reduce fever. Let's go back to Ningyuan to find a big hospital. It won't work anymore."

His proposal was approved by everyone.

So they started packing up in the shortest time, preparing to bid farewell to Feiluan Village.

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At the same time, Yue Liang wanted to bid farewell to Feiluan Village. His extra-long luxury car had already parked in front of the village chief's house.

Knowing that he was leaving this morning, the villagers who had been up early came out one after another to see him off, standing with hundreds of people with cordial and hopeful smiles on their faces.

Today’s weather is also very good. Not only did yesterday’s fog disappear, but there was no cloud in the sky. Only the early morning winter sun was splashing and the temperature rose slightly. The only drawback might be that the wind was a bit strong.

After Yue Liang finished his breakfast, he was escorted by the head of Old Hu and his family to the gate.

Then he saw the relatives in his mouth, looked at their smiles and the way they beckoned, Yue Liang felt that his conscience, who didn't know where he flew, was back on the scales of his heart.

After just glanced at the trunk of the extra-long luxury car, Yue Liang squeezed his collar and squeezed out a stiff smile that is common in winter and waved his hand: "Everyone, don't give it away, I'm leaving."

So there was another warm greeting and farewell.

After dying for about half an hour, the villagers piled up the back seats of his extra-long luxury car with souvenirs before he finally got into the driving seat.

After stepping on the accelerator, Yue Liang's car finally drifted away. He seemed to be in a good mood and whistled.

The melody of the whistle is very good, and he blows it well, but no one around appreciates it.

If someone is there, you can definitely hear that he is playing the theme song of "Infernal Affairs."