Rebirth of military marriage: Chief, you are so tricky

In fact, ye se didn't want to identify Ye an.

Because she didn't do it.

The reason why Ye se said it in front of the two elders was to give ye an a warning.

If she dares to talk nonsense after returning to the village, she promises to make ye an's life very wonderful in the future.

And ye Chaodong will naturally Tell ye an not to talk disorderly.

In case it is found out that she framed her cousin, the reputation is really bad enough.

On his way home, ye Dongliang went to a famous roast chicken shop in the county.

Because this one is famous, we have to queue up.

It's too hot in summer.

Ye Dongliang went to line up, and ye se bought him a bottle of ice water.

Ye Chaodong and ye An'an's father and daughter both hid in the shade, and ye se just didn't see them.

"The water is really cold."

Ye Dongliang drank half a bottle at one breath.

Yeser smiled, "Dad, if it's for me, there's no need to line up here to buy chicken."

Ye Dongliang knew that the daughter was sensible and clever. He touched her head. "Big girl, I know I love my father."

"I just saw someone selling mangoes over there. I'll have a look. Mom likes to eat."

"Go."

Ye Dongliang said, taking out a hundred yuan from his pocket, "pick more."

"I have money."

Yeser didn't take his money and trotted straight over.

Yeser turned the corner and saw a fruit and vegetable store.

Bending over to pick fruit, he noticed that there was something wrong with the pocket of an old man who picked watermelon on one side.

Ye se looked up and saw a young man in a navy blue vest standing next to the old man, and then a hand was probing into someone else's pocket.

"Uncle!"

Yeser shouted so deliberately, and directly frightened the young man back.

"Hmm? Call me?"

The old man wore clean clothes and a pair of reading glasses.

"Yes, sir, I want to buy mangoes, but I can't pick them. Can you help me pick some?"

The old man smiled, "little girl likes mango?"

"Well, it's OK. It's mainly because my mother likes to eat."

The old man nodded, "yes, he is a filial child."

Then he came to yeser's side.

With such a position adjustment, the young man naturally had no chance to start.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I asked you to help me choose first. My father is still waiting. I'll help you choose later."

The young man was stunned. The little girl seemed to regard the uncle as the boss here.

At this thought, the young man didn't say much, but barely hummed twice and turned to the other side.

Ye se lowered his head to pick the mango and whispered, "Sir, be careful. The man just now is a thief. He was about to steal your wallet."

The boss was stunned. There were some small accidents in his eyes.

"Sir, that's enough. You can't eat any more. It's easy to break."

The old man just recovered, smiled and nodded, "good boy. Go there and weigh it. Just in time, help me carry the watermelon."

"Did the big brother choose this?"

Ye se was worried that he didn't hear what he just said, so he deliberately emphasized it again.

"No. I'm here to buy fruit, too."

Yeser then made a suddenly enlightened expression, "so it is. I'm sorry to disturb your time."

The old man smiled and directly let people start weighing.