A coquettish and book-worn man lives by a rough man

"Lu Yuanbin, what are you doing? Open the door quickly."

Chen Jianshe rushed over angrily and slammed on the door.

This dog thing.

Let him wait.

Wait until the door is opened to see if he doesn't break his dog legs.

Inside the door, Lu Yuanbin clapped his hands with disdain.

"Your task has been completed, go back! Just leave the rest to me."

Business between two people is business, competition for favor is competition for favor, and one yard is one yard.

Chen Jianshe was so angry that he was careless this time.

But he didn't expect Lu Yuanbin to have such a move.

It's almost impossible to guard against.

"Lu Yuanbin, if you have the ability, open the door and we'll fight one-on-one. Playing a rogue is nothing."

Lu Yuanbin disdained: "Even in a fight, you are not my opponent, so stay outside!"

After speaking, he turned around and carried the pheasant into the kitchen.

He quickly cleaned up the pheasant on his hands.

Even the hares that Leng Yuan had brought back were cleaned thoroughly.

Leng Yuan's body was somewhat tainted with the smell of blood on the mountain, and his young daughter-in-law could not smell this smell.

The first thing he did when he came back was to wash off the smell on his body.

Then deal with pheasants and hares.

When Leng Yuan came out of the kitchen, he saw that Lu Yuanbin had cleaned up the pheasants and hares.

He scanned the yard and couldn't help but speak without seeing Chen Jianshe.

"Construction!"

Lu Yuanbin's face was neither red nor his heart was beating.

"He said he had something to do at home and went back."

Leng Yuan looked at Lu Yuanbin suspiciously, and Lu Yuanbin lowered his head to deal with the pheasants and hares seriously.

Leng Yuan was too lazy to care about the affairs of the two of them.

Simply let the two go.

Outside the door, Chen Jianshe was almost hoarse.

"Lu Yuanbin, you bastard, quickly open the door for me to hear if you hear, or I will beat you up when I go in."

This brat, who always comes to compete with him for favor, is Brother Leng's closest brother.

Want to compare with him, dream.

In the courtyard, Leng Yuan, who heard the voice, glanced at Lu Yuanbin. Lu Yuanbin was not guilty at all.

"Oh, when did he come back, I will open the door for him."

After speaking, the footsteps were like snails, moving towards the door.

He reluctantly opened the door.

The moment the door was opened, Chen Jianshe's fist hit him.

Lu Yuanbin had expected it a long time ago, and dodged from one side of his body.

Speaking of which, the two teachers came from the same school, both taught by Leng Yuan.

Chen Jianshe did not study hard at first.

Later, I saw that Leng Yuan shifted his attention to Lu Yuanbin, and this Lu Yuanbin was very thoughtful, he could talk, he always pretended to be sensible, and he liked to show off.

Being forced to do nothing, he also went home and practiced hard for a long time.

The two often exchange ideas when they meet.

In fact, it's half the catty.

Chen Jianshe couldn't understand Lu Yuanbin, a foreigner, because he didn't know how to be interesting.

Brother Leng is the eldest brother, he is the second brother, and Lu Yuanbin should be the third brother.

Lu Yuanbin was not convinced either.

He is the same age as Chen Jianshe, he just met Brother Leng later, although Chen Jianshe is a few months older than him, Jianghu brothers value ability, not age.

Neither of them was convinced.

Scold each other in their hearts.

Leng Yuan pretended not to see it, and put the processed pheasants and hares into the iron pot in the yard, covered the lid, and pressed stones on it to prevent animals from coming to the yard to steal food and steal the meat.

Gu Jiaojiao had moved this stone once before, and it didn't look too big, but she insisted on not moving it.

Gu Jiaojiao doesn't have much strength, but that's for rural people.

At this time, rural women would carry a hundred catties of grain without hesitation.

Gu Jiaojiao just didn't have that much strength.

She can still carry things weighing fifty or sixty catties.

That stone only weighed twenty or thirty kilograms, and Gu Jiaojiao used all her breastfeeding strength, but she didn't lift it up.

When pickling sauerkraut and pickles, the stones are like cold abysses.