
Wang Dazhuang, who was standing in the yard, rolled his eyes and looked at the woman buying soy sauce, muttering in his heart, "This damn fat guy, he didn't come early, he didn't come late, but he came at this time."
After the woman finished filling the soy sauce and left, Shen Weiwei sat down again and continued to wash clothes. He looked at Wang Dazhuang again, "Yeah, I thought you had gone home! It's almost noon, and if you don't go home, you won't be afraid of your mother spanking you."
"I'm not a child anymore. I said Weiwei, do you think of me as your younger brother? That's what you said in your tone."
Shen Weiwei Hearing what Wang Dazhuang said, he burst out laughing, "Haha, you are your younger brother? Isn't that good? You are three years younger than me! In my eyes, you are just a brat."
Wang Dazhuang smiled coldly, "Ha... brat? Have you ever seen such a big brat? Although you are three years older than me. , but in my eyes, you are..."
Wang Dazhuang suddenly stopped talking. Shen Weiwei looked at him with confusion, "What am I? Why didn't you say it again?"
Wang Dazhuang raised his neck and looked at Shen Weiwei with a serious expression. In my eyes, you are... just.
"Weiwei, come here, I'll buy a pack of cigarettes." A middle-aged man suddenly shouted.
Shen Li quickly got up and walked over. Wang Dazhuang gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged uncle. At this time, Shen Weiwei's son also came back from outside. The child liked to run around with his friends when he had nothing to do. It was almost noon and he was tired from playing, so he ran back by himself.
After the child came back, he saw Wang Dazhuang standing in the yard like a fool. The child hurried over and patted Wang Dazhuang from behind, "Uncle Dazhuang, what are you doing here alone?"