Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 60

As dusk fell, the people working in the fields returned home one after another, and the smoke from the cooking began to rise above the village.

The shepherd boy rides on the ox and plays the shepherd's flute. The melodious sound of the flute is blown far and far in the cool wind...

Yang Ruoqing brought the prepared eel tube, greeted the Sun family, and quietly left the village.

In the ditch of the paddy fields at the entrance of the village, is her battlefield.

Put the eel tube under a suitable ridge, in the ditch, and cover it with mud and water plants. Six or seven tubes will be placed properly for her within half an hour.

Looking up, the twilight is getting thicker, and there is no more figure in the field.

Yang Ruoqing walked back with satisfaction, and squatted down by the pond at the entrance of the village to wash her hands.

Slow footsteps came from the pond, and the footsteps were getting closer.

Then, an unhappy male voice entered Yang Ruoqing's ears.

"This location is where the villagers carry water to eat. If you want to wash your hands, you should go to the side."

What?

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and saw a big boy in a blue-blue shirt standing on the pond, looking down at her side. The big boy was holding a bucket for fetching water.

Privately, the twilight shrouded, and Yang Ruoqing didn't see the big boy's face clearly.

"I'm sorry, I'm confused, I've already washed it, let me fetch water for you!"

She hurriedly stood up and took a few steps to the side, so that the big boy from the same village could come over to get some water.

That's how she is. When she has no conflict of interest with others, or when she really does something wrong, she has a very gentle temper and is very able to accept corrections from others.

The big boy then walked down with a wooden barrel, and when he passed by Yang Ruoqing, he glanced at Yang Ruoqing who was wiping his hands there.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, it's startling!

"It's you?"

Mu Zichuan's brows were suddenly wrinkled together, and there were bits of anger in his eyes!

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked at him seriously, the last memory fragment of the original owner suddenly appeared in her mind.

The Qingjun boy gritted his teeth with a ferocious face: "...If you really like me, you will die..."

Yang Ruoqing's face collapsed immediately, and something was tumbling up and down in her chest!

She knew that it was the feeling of the original owner left in her body. Her soul occupied this body and inherited the memory of the original owner, so she would naturally feel the emotions belonging to the original owner more or less!

Anger, sourness, pain...

There are also many complicated feelings, which flooded her heart together.

In the end, it all turned into a sneer from her: "Oh, it's me, why? Do you still want to trick me into throwing into the pond to die once? You're dreaming!"

Mu Zichuan was startled, and looked at Yang Ruoqing in disbelief.

Still the same fat, like a bucket.

However, the messy hair that used to be like a bird's nest was gone, replaced by softly combed hair, with two braids hanging in front of him.

The dirty and dark things on his face were gone. Although his facial features were still a little deformed, his face was clean.

mu Zichuan secretly took a breath, not only because of the sharp-edged girl in front of her, but also because of her eyes that were no longer cloudy at all!

It's bright and clear!

The moon above her head slowly rose, and the moonlight shone on her body. Her eyes were even brighter than the moonlight above her head!

"What are you looking at? Haven't seen a beautiful woman? Look again, I'll take out your pair of tricks and feed them to the dog!"

Yang Ruoqing said viciously to mu Zichuan, took out two fingers, and turned around to leave.

Behind her, the wooden barrel fell to the ground with a clang, but her arm was grabbed by mu Zichuan.

"Stop!" he shouted in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing glanced down at the hand that grabbed her wrist. It was white and delicate, and at first glance it was holding a pen.

"Let go!" She glanced at him sideways and said coldly.

"I have something to ask you!" mu Zichuan said in a deep voice, staring at Yang Ruoqing with anger in his eyes.

"Really not?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, ignoring mu Zichuan's words at all.

Sister's wrist, how could it be that you, a stinky boy, touched it when you touched it?

"If you don't let go, you will suffer!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Hmph, no matter how hard you struggle, don't blame me for being rude!" Mu Zichuan frowned, suddenly feeling the fat girl in front of her, so fierce!

Let go?

joke!

If she ran away from home in a hurry, how could he ask her about quitting the relatives?

You know, for the past two days, he tossed and turned, but he still couldn't swallow the breath.

You were kicked by a fat and ugly country girl?

Just as she was still angry, the girl in front of her had already moved.

Mu Zichuan didn't realize what happened yet, but only felt a tingling pain coming from the tiger's mouth on his wrist.

He snorted, took two steps back with his hands that were so insensible from the pain, and accidentally kicked the wooden bucket beside his feet into the water.

The wooden barrel floated up and down in the water, and was pushed away by a wave in the blink of an eye.

Mu Zichuan didn't care about competing with Yang Ruoqing, turned around and squatted by the water, stretched out his arms and tried to hook the bucket!

The wooden barrel was bought by my mother in the town a few days ago, and the original one was broken.

If the wooden barrel can't be fished, it's a small thing to be scolded by the mother, and it's a big problem if you can't boil water for a bath tonight!

So, mu Zichuan leaned forward harder and tried to touch the wooden barrel with his fingers.

The wooden barrel is also naughty, not far or near, so it floats up and down under mu Zichuan's eyelids, so that he can touch it with his fingertips, but he can't catch it!

Repeated this several times, mu Zichuan's fair and handsome face burst into a layer of hot sweat!

Yang Ruoqing stood behind him, watching all this carefully, and couldn't help but caress her stomach and laughed.

"You are a scholar, it's true!" she said, "you can't even pick up a bucket, mu Zichuan, ah mu Zichuan, your IQ is really worrying! Are you every day? What's more, you've made your mind stupid to read?"

Mu Zichuan turned around and glared at Yang Ruoqing fiercely, his teeth clenched together in anger.

If it were the previous Yang Ruoqing, seeing her sweetheart like this, I would be scared and cry.

But now, seeing mu Zichuan like this, Yang Ruoqing laughed even more cheerfully!

"What are you staring at me for? Didn't I kick your bucket down?"

"What are you still doing? Help me think about it! " Mu Zichuan was really anxious. Seeing that another wave came, he couldn't even reach the edge of the bucket!

Yang Ruoqing pouted and looked at mu Zichuan with the eyes of an idiot: "why let me help? I have something to do with me! I have kicked you out, you are not my fiancé, I don't need to help you! "

"You!" mu Zichuan was so angry that he almost fell into the water.

This damn fat girl, still take a bite?

She kicked him first, and he hadn't even used it to seek justice, so she'd used it to humiliate him first?

(End of this chapter)