After passing through the book, take Party A's system to escape from the famine

Chapter 313 Love You Hard to Say
Zhou Man took advantage of everyone's enthusiasm to work outside, and returned to the camp alone, and sat on the mat, in a daze for a long time.

After a long time, he took out the sachet that he had been carrying in his arms all the time, saying it was a sachet, but in fact there was no spice in it.

They are different from other people and have to stay in this village every day. How can there be a spice shop in this place?
Inside is a small hair stroke of the girl. The girl said it was spices, but Zhou Man responded on the surface, but actually opened it secretly after taking it back.

Don't get me wrong, it's not witchcraft.

It's full of girls' pure liking.

Body hair and skin, received by parents, body things are very precious, especially those of girls who have not left the court.

And Zhang Yuxiu quietly hid her hair here, if Zhou Man didn't understand what this meant, then he was really a nerd.

The first time I saw this girl, Zhou Man was helping Shizi push the cart in a rainy day.

A group of people were blocked on the road, the wheels were stuck in the mud, and the horse couldn't pull it dry. He had no choice but to think of the local method when his family fled. He called a group of people to get off the horse and push the cart, which was very effective.

But he also fell because of this, and he lay down in the mud puddle and ate shit, and when he stood up, his face was muddy.

It was a girl holding an umbrella to shield him from the wind and rain.

It was a girl, holding a handkerchief and said with a smile, "This is for you".

At that time, the foolish boy didn't think about anything in his head, all the organs in his body were condensed into water droplets, and only his nose could smell the fragrance of the handkerchief.

Later, under the introduction of Doctor Zhang, the silly boy got married to this girl.

The girl was wearing an emerald green floral dress, her skin was creamy and beautiful.

Her beauty is different from that of her elder sister, her elder sister's beauty is blatant, beautiful like a rose, good-looking, but aggressive.

But the beauty of the girl is different. The beauty of the girl is like the rape blossoms in March, and the beauty is like the breeze by the forest.

Staying with her, the silly boy feels comfortable and peaceful all the time.

And the girl's smile.

Girls always like to smile at him, like laughing at him while sweetly calling him "Xiaoman".

From then on, the silly boy knew that in his heart, there was not only his sister, but also his uncles, aunts, younger siblings, and her.

But no, he is still just a grassroots person, their identities... Zhou Man dare not think about it.

He didn't dare to think about it himself, nor did he dare to let the girl think about it on purpose.

He can only say to himself: Zhou Man, if one day you go to high school in the temple and she is not married, you can carry a big sedan chair eight times, and the bright matchmaker is getting married, so that she will have no worries for the rest of her life.

But if you are doomed to live a life of carelessness and have no such destiny, then you should let her go and let her find another mate.

This is what a man should do.

Perhaps, love is restraint.

Zhou Man gently put the sachet back into his arms, and leaned his head against the stack of books.

Why did he encounter such a captivating thing at such an age, while his elder sister, who has passed Jiji's age,...

It would be great if his sister found a good mate early, then he could talk to his sister about what was in his heart, and her intelligence and wisdom would surely relieve him of his confusion.

"Is there anyone in there?"

Zhou Man was thinking about it when he suddenly heard someone talking outside.

When he approached and opened the curtain, he saw Jiang He looking into the house with sleepy eyes.

"Just yourself?"

Zhou Man didn't have time to react for a while, so he just nodded subconsciously.

Jiang He said, "Where did all your family members go?"

"This..." Zhou Man was a little puzzled: "I don't know this little man, they all went out early in the morning, each busy in their own way, maybe they won't come back until dinner."

"It's so." Jiang He's throat twitched, "Your sister is out busy too? What is she up to lately?"

Zhou Man sighed.

He also wanted to know what elder sister was up to, but the siblings had been together for so long, and he still couldn't keep up with his elder sister.

Looking up, Jiang He was still standing in front of him, showing no intention of leaving. Zhou Man said politely, "Your Majesty, is there something for your sister? Otherwise, Master Hou can come in and wait, or you can tell Xiaomin about anything. My sister is back, Xiaomin will tell you."

On behalf of convey it?
Jiang He thought for a while, then suddenly laughed lightly.

What did Ben Yemi say, that is, he had been in the mountains for the past two days, and he hadn't come down. The first thing he came down was to walk to the door of Zhu's tent by some mysterious error.

As for what to say and what to do, he had no idea at all.

"It's okay, since I'm not here, I'll go back first, and we're close to each other."

Zhou Man: "Then, Xiaomin won't send Lord Hou off."

"Okay, go back and rest quickly, I worked hard for you a while ago."

Zhou Man smiled embarrassedly, "Your Majesty has spoiled Xiaomin, Xiaomin doesn't work hard."

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What Jiang He didn't know was that when he went down the mountain, Zhou Huan went up.

And he didn't go up alone.

Zhu Wuliu, Wang Pang, and Da Dezi all followed, each carrying a bundle of firewood on their backs.

While several people were climbing, Zhu Wuliu asked, "Huan'er, can we really sell these things when we carry them on the mountain? Who will buy firewood in this hot weather?"

Zhou Huan swore, "Don't worry, I will appoint someone to buy it."

Zhu Wuliu wiped off his sweat, straightened up and took a rest halfway, looked forward and said, "Isn't this their tea mountain? What are we doing here?"

Zhou Huan also stopped, gave Wang Fat a push, and pulled Zhu Wuliu to continue walking.

"Didn't you say that someone told you last time that they have silk and tea, and they can earn a lot of money. Then they earn tea money, and we earn their money."

"What?" Zhu Wuliu felt that what he was listening to was the Arabian Nights, that he could make money with just a few bundles of firewood?

Zhou Huan: "Don't worry, there are floods everywhere right now, and there are not many good firewood that can be saved like ours. We will definitely make a lot of money in a while."

The Da Dezi at the front also turned his head and said: "Yes, big brother, just believe Huaner's words. I believe that other people's firewood can't be sold, but our Huaner is a Fuwa. Someone must buy her firewood. You have to buy it at a high price."

Happy week.

This is considered to be correct by Sun Xingde.

She, Zhou Huan, not only wants to sell, but also can't sell it cheaply.

You have to earn your hard-earned money back.

But Zhu Wuliuyi panicked when he heard that, he pulled Zhou Huan to persuade him, "Don't ask for prices indiscriminately, this is a disaster area, and the people are poor, we can't cheat other people's money."

"Uncle, what are you talking about?!" Zhou Huan hugged his arms and snorted, "Is that kind of person, Zhou Huan, who I want to earn, how to earn, and how much I earn will be known later. Now, Don't think about it, hurry up and go, if you can't get things done in a while, we can rely on you!"

After speaking, he turned his head and left, not giving Zhu Wuliu a chance to refute.

Zhu Wuliu was carrying the firewood on his back, already sweating a lot, but now he was choked and speechless.

He sighed all the way, until he reached the foot of the tea garden.

(End of this chapter)