However, Wang Ming has no intention of giving up on finding out who that person is. After all, he can't let someone stare at him for no reason now. However, he is just busy making porridge for his old man, otherwise he will just directly
Ran out to look for it.
Soon, Wang Ming quickly lit up the fire and put the prepared rice and water on it to boil.
During the entire process, Wang Ming had been paying close attention to what was behind him. However, his eyes soon disappeared and he stopped staring at him.
Therefore, he was happy and free. About one o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Ming finally cooked all the porridge that the old man asked for. When he brought a bowl out for him to drink, he also caught Xiaoxuan from before.
The fish was slaughtered and prepared to be sent to Granny Yu.
Because Granny Yu is their neighbor, Wang Ming is usually not at home. When he goes to the mountains to herd cattle, the old man will ask Granny Yu if he has any problems. Granny Yu is also a very kind-hearted person and will not shirk such requests.
.So when Wang Ming usually catches fish or picks any wild fruits from the mountain, he will get a share from Grandma Yu in return.
As for Granny Yu and her family, their home was just a dilapidated brick and tile house, with a tile covering their head. Wang Ming knocked on the door of Granny Yu's house and shouted, "Is Granny Yu here?"
"Hey, I'm here!" Grandma Yu walked to the door and opened the wooden door. "Hey, it turns out to be the Ming Dynasty. Why are you going to catch fish for your mother-in-law?"
It may be that Granny Yu encountered an accident when she was young. Now her legs and feet are not very convenient, and she walks with a pout.
"Yes, I caught a few fish in the pond at the head of the village. If the old man and I can't finish them, I'll give you and Wen Ting two of them to eat!" Wang Ming said, but in his mind, he thought, if the poem
Qi and Xiaoling didn't know how they would react when they found out that they had given the fish they caught to others and pretended to be the fish they caught.
As he spoke, Wang Ming continued to look towards Grandma Yu's house, as if he was looking for something.
Granny Yu seemed to have known what Wang Ming was thinking, so she laughed loudly and said, "Wen Ting is not at home! She has gone out."
"Going out? Where did you go?" When Wang Ming heard this, he was a little confused and asked, but he muttered to himself: "Is it really my imagination? I seemed to think that he just peeked at me.
It’s Yu Wenting!”
"Go out... go shopping!" Grandma Yu took Wang Ming's fish with both hands and replied. Then she saw what Wang Ming was mumbling and asked, "Da Ming, what are you talking about?"
"Oh, it's nothing, nothing happened!" Wang Ming waved his hands in front of his chest, then scratched his head and took a look at Granny Yu's house. When he found that there was really no sign of Yu Wenting, he left.
"Hey, no matter what, it's not mine anyway. What's more important is how to have fun with Aunt Liu at night!" Thinking that he can say goodbye to his little boy tonight, Wang Ming suddenly felt itchy in his heart.
I can't wait to shoot down the big fireball hanging in the sky.
"Hey, no, I think the big bald head will fall asleep every time after having fun at Aunt Liu's place. That must be very physical, so I think I should go back to bed early now and wait.
Have a good time with Aunt Liu tonight! Hee hee..." Thinking about the happiness of the evening, he walked to his room.
And Wang Ming also fell asleep in a daze thinking about it.
I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Ming was woken up by the old man. Wang Ming, who was a little confused, looked at the sky outside the window. He saw that the sky outside the window had already darkened, and there was no trace of sunlight. The cicadas were chirping.
It's also much smaller.
Wang Ming naturally knew that the old man was hungry again, so he asked him to get up and cook. Think about it, although the old man is old and his appetite and digestion are not very good, it does not mean that he cannot eat, and he only ate at noon.
It was just a bowl of porridge, and the extremely thin porridge had long gone.
"Oh, I'm going to cook now!" So Wang Ming responded to the old man and then went into the kitchen to cook.
"Hey, I remember that at noon, there was still a little porridge in this pot, but it was all gone? Could it be that the old man was too hungry and ate the rest?" Wang Ming thought about it and ate it.
Well, it's not a big deal anyway.
So Wang Ming continued to turn on the stove and cook, but something strange happened again. He felt a pair of eyes on his back staring at him. When he turned around to check, he found that outside the window
Empty.
"Is it true that I think too much? But this feeling is really real!" Wang Ming thought for a while and decided to go outside and take a look.