Yi Chuanzong looked a little dazed. Of course he didn't remember this.

But the first child he met after waking up was Xiao Erhei. That kid was very attentive at that time.

Xiao Erhei is a little boy with an oval face and about one meter tall. Because his skin is a bit dark and he is the second oldest boy in the family, people in the village call him Xiao Erhei.

"Uncle Chuanzong, these are the croquettes my father asked me to bring you. Uncle Bo's family has a lot of people but not enough food. My father was afraid that you wouldn't have enough to eat, so he asked me to bring you two!"

The simple baby face is full of pure smile, and the little black face shows a mouth of white teeth.

Yi Chuanzong felt warm in his heart at that time, and instantly felt the warmth and kindness of the villagers in the 1960s.

When he came back from the city, he was still thinking about this boy. As a result, the boy wanted to feed him cow dung?

Know people, know faces, but don’t know hearts!

How bad, this brat!

Why didn't I punch him and send him to get scriptures before?

At the same time, he also had a bad premonition in his heart, "Why did that boy come to give me something later? Didn't I bully him?"

Sister Hua bit her lip, looked at the glutinous rice balls and steamed buns on the table, and asked in a low voice: "If I told you, would you still be able to eat it?"

Yi Chuanzong glanced expressionlessly at the two steamed buns on the cage cloth, and then glanced at the paste in the big bowl.

"If you don't tell me, I feel like I won't be able to eat anymore!"

"Then let me imitate Xiao Erhei for you."

Sister Hua straightened up beautifully, clasped her two little hands tightly in front of her chest, raised her head and shouted: "I'm full! You have the ability to eat!"

"Xiao Erhei was shouting and crying at the same time. That's pretty much it."

Yi Chuanzong's face was silent for a while. This imitation was very vivid. He already had a picture in his mind, "Then have I eaten it?"

"Of course you didn't eat it. I told you that bad things smell bad! Those little brats in the village just need to be dealt with!"

Sister Hua said with an evil look on her face, looking like she was protecting her husband. She was not as fragile as before, and had a bit of the aura of the child king of Yi Chuanzong.

Yi Chuanzong breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he hadn't eaten it.

Isn't it just cow dung? In his previous life, his village also raised a lot of big oxen. At that time, he was passing by with a spicy stick bought for 10 cents, and he couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth.

Stinky tofu, durian, and snail noodles all have the same flavor, so I didn’t delay eating them.

Just as I was about to get the wowotou, Sister Hua spoke again.

"You didn't eat it after smelling it, but you found it wasn't good, so you followed him home and pulled his dad over! Xiao Erhei said his dad is the boss!"

Yi Chuanzong became a little less angry and said in a low voice: "Isn't that the deputy director of the village? I didn't do anything to him, right?"

The expression on Sister Hua's face seemed to be smiling, but she also seemed to be crying. She lowered her head and said tangledly: "You drag him out of the house and push him into the cow dung. You can't stop him!"

Yi Chuanzong was stunned. Was he so fierce?

He seems to have weakened the aura of this body?

No wonder he stayed in the village for half a month before being allowed into the city. He had obviously been tested many times.

At that time, the leaders in the village seemed to have complicated eyes. At first, he thought they were reluctant to let him go, but now he found that he seemed to think less?

"Xiaoerhei made his father covered in cow dung. He didn't know how he got beaten when he came home. Anyway, he cried for half the night. Later, Xiaoerhei dragged your bedding into the cow dung and wiped the ink on it.

When we got inside, we stirred it with water."

"When you came home and smelled the stench, you screamed in anger and started destroying all the way from our house. At that time, the whole village came over. Seeing you looking crazy, everyone present was scared. Xiaoerhei's house

People were so frightened that they didn’t dare to go out for several days. They only came out after hearing that you were well.”

The corner of Yi Chuanzong's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Will he go crazy? No wonder the houses near his home are very dilapidated, without even a door, and it seems that two walls have fallen down?

After clenching his fist a little, he felt that if he could kill a cow with one punch, he would definitely be able to kill it with a few more punches.

If he went crazy, he would even be afraid of himself. He didn't dare to think about himself going crazy. It was too abstract.

But now he finally understood why Xiao Erhei was so attentive. It turned out that he had offended him!

If I were a fool, this matter would definitely be over.

Sister Hua can know the cause of the matter, and people in the village also know the murderer, but he doesn't know!

Now that he is well, if he knows who the culprit is, and they don't come to apologize, he might just come to kill him.

"How many days have I slept in a cesspit?"

When he thought of this, Yi Chuanzong felt a nagging feeling in his heart. Why didn't he want to recover his memory?

He was just afraid that if something embarrassing happened and he remembered it, his little heart would not be able to cope with it.

Sister Hua rolled her eyes at him, then lowered her head and looked at the ground and whispered: "How could I let you sleep in the cesspool? You slept here with me in those days."

The expression on Yi Chuanzong's face turned petrified instantly, and he stared at Sister Hua dumbfounded.

Was the relationship between the two so close before? No wonder he always had the urge to come in. It turned out that he lived here before.

And after I came that night, I slept very soundly and felt like home.

His feeling is still very accurate, that is... after he woke up, he came over to cut the wall and cut a lonely place?

He could have come to the house to watch, but he just liked to climb the wall... After so much effort, the clown turned out to be himself.

Sister Hua stood up straight and said with a small mouth, "Since you lived here, you never let me wash your bedding. You said you let the person who made your bedding wash it. But Deputy Director Meng and his family

I didn't dare to go out, so your bedding was kept at home and stained for several days. I washed it four times before cleaning it for you, but the ink couldn't be washed off."

Yi Chuanzong looked at Sister Hua seriously, then turned to look at the exquisite little bed with a bed curtain. Sister Hua had a strange fragrance on her body. The smell in the room was very light, but the smell on her body was very strong.

It seems very addictive.

Then he thought back to his old home with shabby walls, shaky beds, and a smell of stinky feet.

His heart suddenly became enlightened. In fact, he was not stupid!

This is the right choice!
Chapter completed!