Woman, where to escape

"Nice to meet you. Call me little money."

Er, element stomach Fei, small money, big money

The village head nodded flattered, waved his hand and commanded the villagers: "let's go. The leading comrades come all the way and have a rest."

Mrs. LAN, who stood stunned for a long time, finally had a chance to interrupt. In fact, she never thought that Qian Ao's feet might set foot on this barren land. She asked politely and carefully: "Mr. Qian, I can only be wronged temporarily in my house tonight."

He nodded. Qian Ao didn't say much. He opened the trunk of the car and put forward a large gift bag, which contained two people's laundry and toiletries. I was stunned at this scene. This guy came prepared. On the contrary, he was in a hurry and didn't prepare anything. He didn't even have much money in his bag.

Impulsive, really impulsive.

As soon as they move, the villagers behind them also move, but they always keep a distance and follow them far away. The element has a bad taste in his heart. The poor and backward villagers, under the appearance of simplicity and kindness, are more and more cowardly after being enslaved and squeezed by the society. Whose sorrow is this?

What's more, the small courtyard of lansao's family is clean and tidy. There are about five or six mud houses in the mud. In addition to her old companion, the son's daughter-in-law and a grandson are not very few in her money, but her wife has diabetes. So these days, they haven't moved any money.

After arranging the salute, sister-in-law LAN quickly asked her daughter-in-law to collect the food. She tossed the largest main house and put on the bedspread and mattress at the bottom of the pressure box to give Qian aohe a rest. He knows how much Qian Ao loves cleanliness. He is always worried. Can he live in this place?

The light in the main room was dim, probably to save electricity. The wattage of the light bulb was too low. Qian Ao rubbed his hands and sat on the small earth stool. The element looked sideways at a portrait of the God of wealth in the middle of the main room.

Stiff, awkward.

For a long time, element noticed a five or six-year-old boy sitting timidly on the threshold looking at them uneasily. Element raised the corners of her mouth and waved to her: "children, I'm sister yuan. What's your name?"

The little boys in the countryside are more introverted and shy. They slowly rub against the elements. A small face swells red and replies shyly: "Hello, sister yuan. My name is tiger Wazi."

With that, the tiger turned her head and looked at Qian Ao. She knew that he also wanted to know who Qian Ao was. She was in a good mood. She touched tiger's small head, thought about it, smiled and said.

"Tiger child, he is uncle Qian."

"Uncle Qian."

The children's voice with local accent is particularly clear and pleasant. He seems very happy. Little boys always worship tall and dignified adult men.

"Well," said Qian Ao. Qian Ao's face was black and black. What do you mean, little girl? She's a sister. She'll be an uncle by herself?

Living for a generation, when I think of that crop, I feel very bad.

In the midsummer country night, moonlight, starlight and glittering lights are rare for people in the city.

The farmer's food was so rough that he couldn't get into Qian Ao's tricky mouth. He just pulled a few symbolically and put the bowl, which made sister-in-law LAN feel a little guilty.

After dinner, he was stuffy and wanted to take a bath, which was another big problem. This year, City C was dry, and the poor LiuNian village was the first to bear the brunt. The drought was boundless. Many of the wells dug by his family dried up. Now the drinking water of the whole village depends on the ancient well of LAN family ancestral hall in the east of the village.

Sister LAN quickly asked her son to go to the ancient well to guard. This time is the peak of water use. It took nearly an hour to get water from the ancient well. Finally, she picked up a load of water and put it into the water tank. It was only half a tank. She was about to let her son continue to pick, but she was blocked by Yuansu.

"I don't have any water. What else do I take a bath?"

When the uncomfortable and restless man was severely whitened, the elements entered the room. This mud tile house is very old, and the walls are clay bonded, which can see the hardship of the owner's house.

For a long time, Qian aocai walked in with his head down and sat by the bed smoking stuffy. The beds in the countryside were covered with mosquito nets. He was afraid that his smoke would light the mosquito nets, and his heart was trembling.

"Element, what do you mean? I don't want to take a bath. I feel uncomfortable."

Element doesn't want to quarrel with him. He can only give guidance to such a young master who doesn't know the hardships of the people: "Lord Qian, you may not be comfortable taking a bath with a jar of water, but it takes others a few hours to feed their family for a week and affects the water of other villagers. You can't overcome it. When you go back tomorrow, you can wash as much as you like. Do you understand?"

"Well, don't think I stink."

Qian Ao clenched his teeth, snuffed out the smoke and lay down beside the element. Mosquitoes were buzzing around in his ears. Originally, he was a little angry after driving thousands of miles, which would make him more upset and impatient. He sat up and kept beating, but the cunning mosquitoes didn't sell money at all. One after another died.

With a sigh, the element was disturbed by him, sat up and ordered.

"Take off your clothes and lie down!"

"What are you doing? Playing rogue?" Qian Ao turned to look at her. He was a little surprised. He temporarily gave up his job of fighting mosquitoes, but he obediently took off his coat.

Element didn't say a word. She frowned and took his expensive shirt and danced back and forth in the mosquito net. Until the mosquitoes were waved outside, she quickly put down the mosquito net door and pressed it under the bed sheet.

In this way, the mosquitoes were completely blocked outside. In this narrow world, only the two of them were left.

Qian Ao smiled, turned sideways, hugged her in his arms as usual, closed his eyes, and lay like this. No one spoke. Outside the house, there was a frog sound, which belonged to the frog Sonata in the countryside at night.

In a strange place and a strange bed, you can't sleep. After a long time, element heard Qian Ao's gloomy voice overhead.