Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 884 Don't Arrange My Life 73
Firecrackers started to sound sparsely in the village, and occasionally a shocking second kick came.

At this time, someone bought a pack of flash mines, and with the sound of "咻——啪", a white light burst into the air, and then exploded in the sky. This is already the most luxurious fireworks of the Shangxi Brigade.

In the years without TV, Internet or even electricity, the children had the happiest Spring Festival.

Gouwa was holding a wind lantern made of glass jars in his hand, and he was running around the street with other friends who were carrying the same lantern, occasionally throwing something that was about to be cremated, everyone quickly hid together Covering your ears with your hands, you rushed to the next location with cheers until the expected bang.

After bidding farewell to Grandma Chen, He Xiaoman walked slowly back to Dakengdi.

It's another year!
Different from the hustle and bustle of the later generations, today's small village looks poor and gloomy, but the occasional firecrackers are just like the flame of hope that will never go out in people's hearts. We are poor now, but we are united, and in the near future In the future, the prosperity and prosperity that the ancestors longed for will appear one by one, quietly blooming, stunning the world.

He Xiaoman is only here to do a task, she wants to satisfy the host's wish in the shortest possible time and then leave.

She knows that this is not her original world, but He Xiaoman is willing to put in some extra hard work while on the mission, so that she can slightly promote the process of taking off the suffering and scarred Eastern dragon.

She knew that she couldn't do too much to shock the world, because the host was just the most ordinary one, and she would come back to live the life she wanted in the future.

Without explicit authorization, He Xiaoman has no right to overstep his authority to decide the life direction of the host.

She can only pick up and spread the knowledge of future generations that she doesn't know much. There will always be those capable people among the people who can draw inferences from one instance and draw inferences by analogy. The follow-up development should be carried out by these people, and she What can be done is to protect the survival and smooth promotion of these initiatives that can benefit the people when they are still in their infancy.

Dakengdi arrived soon, and the Shuipaozi, which covers an area of ​​less than ten mu, although most of the reeds and cattail grass were cut off, there are still many left to cover up the place so that it cannot be seen at a glance.

Of course, He Xiaoman could already sense those figures lurking in the dark just by the sound of their breathing. In fact, whether they hide or not doesn't make any sense to He Xiaoman.

It seems that everything has been arranged long ago.

When she took out the key and was about to open the door, thick smoke suddenly billowed near the vegetable shed, and the big gong with various uses was sounded again: "It's on fire, come to put out the fire, the shed is on fire, come to put out the fire!"

After noon, the weather really started to pick up wind as the old party secretary expected, and the thick smoke engulfed people's shouts, adding a bit of panic for no reason.

Along with the gong, there was also the whistle sound of "dudu" being blown. Even though there were occasional firecrackers, it still couldn't cover up the warning of the gong and whistle.

People quickly rushed from their homes to the vegetable greenhouses. This is the hope of the whole village, and it is the light of the whole village. It must not be missed!
After attracting all the attention here, naturally no one paid attention to the weak and helpless Tao Zhiqing in Dakengdi, who had been threatened and tied up by several people with red-tasseled guns, watermelon knives and homemade firecrackers.

This is no longer a simple binding, it is simply wrapping He Xiaoman into a rice dumpling.

When he was stuffed straight into the tricycle parked in the reeds, Gao Mingrui whispered in He Xiaoman's ear, "I heard that you have great strength and are good at fighting. I'm going to experience it today. How much strength do you have, and how much you can fight."

"What's the point of talking to this little girl, Brother Rui, when the time comes, get rid of her first, and if you're not honest, beat her up until she's obedient. Women are all scumbags, and there's no one who won't accept you. The better you treat her, the better she will be." I can't find the north."

This man shook his head, his voice was very familiar, he was the only bastard in the village, Comrade Pigtail.

"To our future agtech advisors, you have to be kind."

Pigtail put on airs, nodding and bowing his head as he rode on the driver's seat of the motorcycle, while Gao Mingrui straddled the back seat directly, with the firecracker in his hand hidden in the sleeve of his military coat, pressing against the back of He Xiaoman in the front car.

A cotton coat was covered to cover the ropes, Gao Mingrui and He Xiaoman looked like a couple of slightly intimate couples at the moment.

In the presence of a third person (driver), this action is not too outrageous.

Of course, given that today is the New Year's Eve, even if it is out of line, not many people will be able to witness it.

The complacent Gao Mingrui didn't see it, and a few figures quickly attacked and silently eliminated the other two who participated in the kidnapping of He Xiaoman.

At this moment, Gao Mingrui's heart, which had been hazy for several days, finally released a ray of sunshine, and even the howling northwest wind sounded like a surging battle song.

Thoughts that were just about to move began to roll in my heart again. This woman is indeed rebellious and scheming. She plots against him time and time again, but compared with Zhen Lusi, that shameless idiot, Tao Xiaozhen's mind, appearance, and even her His unconvincing demeanor was all too much attracting his attention, and he even thought that once he controlled this woman, he would break her leg bones first, and the idea of ​​humiliating her was quickly moved away.

Even with such a whistling cold wind, one could still smell a faint but unignorable fragrance from the woman's body.

The firecracker in Gao Mingrui's hand slowly moved behind the woman's back, his voice sounded like a warning or a whisper: "As long as you are more obedient and obedient, we can still have a good talk."

The tightly bound woman in front remained silent.

The motorcycle turned around and quickly turned into an alley, and stopped in front of a large iron gate painted with vermilion.

The county town is just as lively as Tunzi. This family is at the innermost part of the alley. It is dark and deserted, as if no one lives there.

Gao Mingrui took out the key to open the gate, and He Xiaoman was taken into the courtyard. The village bully was indeed very strong, but he was much weaker than her.

There was a cold and dry smell in the room. It must have been a long time since no one had lived there, and there was a layer of dust everywhere.

Gao Mingrui didn't notice the disappointment in He Xiaoman's eyes, and thought he could take this opportunity to help Chu Yunhao catch a big fish, which is a pity.

Because Gao Mingrui ordered Zhuwei to clean the house and asked him to spread the bedding.

Judging from the scarlet eyes of Comrade Village Ba, he seemed to want to sleep with He Xiaoman first, and then talk about other things.

Then he must never tolerate these dirty hands touching him again, even if it's just the rope on his body.

So Zhuwei, who was making the bed and folded the quilt, heard a "plop", but turned around and found that it was not Tao Xiaozhen who fell down, but Gao Mingrui!
(End of this chapter)