Peerless pastoral little green plum

Chapter 112 Qin Se and Ming
Counting it, Yao Huahua hasn't read a book seriously in the past ten years. A few years ago, when Yao Xianrou went to school and just learned to read, he didn't understand a lot of words. She knew it, but she didn't dare to teach it. he.

Firstly, she never went to school, and secondly, her parents are illiterate. She has already surprised them by being able to do carpentry. If she can read, write and write again, wouldn't she be a genius girl?

She kept pretending not to understand.

But after Yao Huahua squatted down, his eyes immediately saw a story book on the bookstall.

Although most of the books in this era are very serious and are about the principles of governing the country and the world, there are all kinds of story books among the people, such as the chronicle of the romantic affairs of the previous dynasty, the legendary stories of a certain prince and a princess of a certain country in the previous dynasty, etc.

The book that attracts Yao Huahua now is called "Qin Se He Ming", which tells the story of a former prince and a folk woman.

She turned the pages of the book, and from the first page, she was quickly attracted by the plot in the book.

What Pei Baoshan is currently flipping through is "The Analects of Confucius". This small bookstall in this small place doesn't have a rich collection of books. He was flipping through the pages and glanced at Yao Huahua inadvertently. He was a little surprised to see her reading with gusto. Although this kind of picture book is not difficult to read, but there are many words in it, and you need to master a lot of words to read it.

He couldn't help asking: "Hua'er, are you literate?"

Yao Huahua was startled, and then lied, "Well, I learned from my brother..."

Fortunately, the family has a younger brother who goes to school.

"Oh, no wonder, Hua'er is really smart. Most people don't learn as fast as you. You must be hardworking," Pei Baoshan said.

"It's the same for you," Yao Huahua also praised him, "You can read and write in the military camp."

"I put in a lot of effort," Pei Baoshan said with a smile.

Yao Huahua watched him read "The Analects of Confucius", and glanced at it. Pei Baoshan thought she was interested, so he handed the book to her: "Do you want to read it?"

"No, no," Yao Huahua shook her head with a smile.

This kind of book is too difficult to understand, and she has no desire to learn it yet.

Pei Baoshan said: "Reading story books is also good. It's all about learning. It's getting late now. Why don't we buy the books and read them when we have time? It's fun and fun."

"Okay," Yao Huahua responded readily, and bought a few more copies.

However, on the way back, Yao Huahua kept thinking about the contents of the book, where did she just read?It seems that the prince fell into the water just now, and the folk woman jumped into the river to save him, and I don't know if he was rescued?
She thought again, she didn't need to guess to know that she was rescued, if she didn't, then there would be no further development.

I don't know if it was because she was engrossed in thinking about the plot in the book, she didn't pay attention to the small stones under her feet, and accidentally tripped over a stone, causing her body to stagger.

It was just a stagger and she didn't know how to wrestle, but Pei Baoshan who was beside her suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him.

Just like that, she bumped into his hot embrace again, raised her head, and looked into his fiery eyes again.

This time, she didn't push him away immediately like the previous two times, but stared at him with wide eyes.

At the same time, her heart was beating continuously.

She has lived for two lifetimes, but she has never felt like this before. She just feels like there is a hot current circulating in her body, and her breathing is also tight at the same time.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze all of a sudden.

"Hua'er, be careful," he said first.

Only then did she realize that she had been staring at him just now, and after recovering, she quickly took a step back.

Her head was lowered: "I, I know!"

After that, she took two quick steps, and then she felt that the air around her seemed to be circulating again, and she smelled the mountain breeze, flowers and plants again.

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(End of this chapter)