Chapter 212
Lin Wanjiao guessed that it was almost time, so she went out to find her son first.

"An'an, mother is going to work in the street, you follow Uncle Ranran obediently. Can I bring you something delicious when mother comes back?" Lin Wanjiao smiled and let her hand be held by An An .

Then with the other free hand, he tugged at his little cheek.

"Hmm~" came An An's milky voice.

"Hey, this little thing is for An An to play with, mother is leaving first." Lin Wanjiao took out a small rattle from her sleeve.

I bought this rattle yesterday when I passed by a grocery stand.

This rattle is small, but it looks good.

And it is very light, very suitable for children of An An's age to play.

Sure enough, although the little guy An An usually dresses up like a big kid.

But as soon as he heard the sound of the rattle, he was attracted.

The little hand holding Lin Wanjiao's tip was slowly withdrawn.

Used to grab the rattle in Lin Wanjiao's hand.

Lin Wanjiao watched the little guy leisurely take the rattle away from her hand.

"Of course, then An'an, I would like to trouble you to help my sister take a look. Don't worry, my sister will come back as soon as possible when the dough is sold out today." Lin Wanjiao finally solved the problem of this little ancestor.

Turning her head to look at Lin Ran who was hugging An An at the moment, she said apologetically in her voice.

"Sister Jiaojiao, don't worry, I will definitely take care of An An. I will definitely not let him get hurt," Lin Ran obediently nodded and agreed to Lin Wanjiao's words.

After solving the child's matter, Lin Wanjiao carried her back basket on her back.

He greeted Lin Mingyong and Pu Shouyi.

He followed Wang Xiulan out the door.

Behind them are Lin Zhi and Lin Ran who is holding An An.

"Come back early, be careful when you go, watch the road carefully, don't fall."

Lin Zhi's worried words came from behind.

"Got it, got it. Don't worry!"

Shen Fang replied.

It wasn't until Lin Wanjiao, Shen Fang, and Wang Xiulan disappeared that Lin Zhi took Lin Ran back to the house.

……

It's neither too early nor too late today.

Therefore, there are many places on the bullock cart.

Wang Xiulan specially picked a place with a relatively large space.

This allowed Lin Wanjiao, Lin Zhi and her to sit down.

I waited for a while until there was no room for the bullock cart.

Then the old man drove the ox cart to the town.

……

With bumps and bumps along the way, he finally came to the town.

Lin Wanjiao, Wang Xiulan, and Shen Fang couldn't wait to emerge from the crowd.

"It's so bumpy, my waist is so sore." Lin Wanjiao stretched her waist, feeling that she had no strength from being bumped by the bullock cart.

"Isn't that right? This land is full of potholes. Plus the ox carts are slow. My old bones are about to fall apart." Wang Xiulan also had some complaints in her tone.

At this time, she also beat her arms and legs helplessly.

"It can't be helped, the roads in our country are like this. It's been so many years." Shen Fang could not help feeling that her waist was also sore because she watched the two people's movements from the side.

It feels like it's really contagious.

Lin Wanjiao thumped the acupuncture points on her body, stretched her waist, and immediately felt that her body was the most relaxed after a meal, her waist didn't hurt, and her legs didn't feel sore anymore.

Lin Wanjiao saw that Wang Xiulan, who was standing beside her, was still beating her waist non-stop. It was obvious that this part was sore.

(End of this chapter)

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