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Chapter 60

As dusk fell, the people who were farming in the fields returned home one after another, and smoke from cooking was gradually rising above the village.

The shepherd boy rode on the yellow cow and blew the shepherd's flute. The melodious sound of the flute was blown far away in the cool breeze

Yang Ruoqing greeted Sun with the tidy eel tube and quietly left the village.

The land of her battlefield is her ridge and ditch at the entrance of the village.

Put the eel barrel under a suitable ridge, in a ditch, and use mud and aquatic plants to properly cover it. Six or seven barrels will be placed for her within half an hour.

When I looked up, the dusk became darker and there was no more sight in the fields.

Yang Ruoqing walked back with satisfaction and squatted down by the pond at the entrance of the village to clean her hands.

The sound of footsteps came from the pond, and the sound of footsteps was approaching.

Then, an unhappy male voice came into Yang Ruoqing's ears.

"This location is a place where villagers carry water and eat. If you want to wash your hands, you should go next to it."

What

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and saw a big boy wearing a blue cloth shirt standing on the pond, looking at him from a high point. The big boy was carrying a wooden bucket for water in his hand.

In private, dusk was shrouded in twilight, and Yang Ruoqing couldn't see the big boy's face clearly at first glance.

"Sorry, I'm confused. I've washed it and I'll give you water."

She hurriedly stood up and gave a few steps to let the big boy from the same village come to get some water.

This is how she is. She has no conflict of interest with others, or if she is really doing something wrong, she has a gentle temper and can accept other people's corrections.

The big boy then walked down with a wooden barrel. When he passed by Yang Ruoqing, he looked at Yang Ruoqing who was wiping his hands there.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you're shocked when you see it

"It's you"

Mu Zichuan's brows frowned immediately, and there were a trace of anger in his eyes

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked at him seriously. The last memory of the original owner suddenly appeared in her mind.

The handsome boy gritted his teeth with a ferocious look on his face, "If you really like me, go to die."

Yang Ruoqing's face immediately collapsed, something was surging in her chest

She knew that it was the feeling of the original owner remaining in her body. Her soul occupied this body and inherited the original owner's memory. Naturally, she would also feel the emotions belonging to the original owner to a greater or lesser extent.

Anger, sour, pain

There are still many complex feelings that permeated her heart.

Finally, they all turned into her sneer, "Haha, it's me, why do you want to fool me into going to the pond and die once? You dreamed."

Mu Zichuan was stunned for a moment and looked at Yang Ruoqing in front of him in disbelief.

She is still the same fat, like a bucket.

However, the messy hair that used to be like a bird's nest disappeared, but instead it was smoothly combed, and two braids hung in front of her.

The dirty and black things on the face in the past were gone. Although their facial features were still a little deformed, their face was clean.

Mu Zichuan took a deep breath, not only because of the girl in front of her, but also her eyes that were not turbid at all.

Very bright, very clear

The moon above her head slowly rose, and the moonlight shone on her body. Her eyes were brighter than the moonlight above her head.

"What are you looking at? Have you seen a beautiful woman? Let's take your tricks out and feed them to the dog."

Yang Ruoqing said viciously at Mu Zichuan, and took out two fingers and gestured for a while, turning around and about to leave.

Behind her, the wooden barrel fell to the ground with a clang, but her arm was grabbed by Mu Zichuan.

"Stop" he shouted in a deep voice.

Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand that grabbed her wrist. It was white and delicate, and she was holding the pen holder at first glance.

"Save it off" she glanced at him and said coldly.

"I have something to ask you," Mu Zichuan said in a deep voice, staring at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes filled with anger.

"I really don't say anything." Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and ignored Mu Zichuan's words at all.

My sister's wrists are not something you can touch if you say a stinky boy

"If you don't let go, you will suffer," said Yang Ruoqing.

"Hmph, no matter how hard you struggle, don't blame me for being rude." Mu Zichuan frowned, and suddenly felt that the fat girl in front of him was so fierce.

Let go

joke

If she ran away from home, how could he ask her about resigning from marriage?

You know, he has been tossing and turning over the past two days, but he still can't swallow his breath.

I was actually kicked by a fat and ugly country girl

Just as he was still angry, the girl in front of him had already made movements.

Before Mu Zichuan could react to what was going on, he felt a heart-wrenching numbness coming from his wrist.

He groaned, took two steps back with his unconscious pain hand, and accidentally kicked the wooden barrel at his feet into the water.

The wooden barrel floated and sank in the water, and in the blink of an eye it was pushed away by a wave.

Mu Zichuan didn't bother to compete with Yang Ruoqing, turned around and squatted by the water, stretched his arms forward with force, trying to hook the wooden barrel.

The wooden barrel was bought by my mother in the town a few days ago, and the original one was broken.

If the wooden barrel cannot be retrieved and the mother scolded me for being scolded by me, it would be a big deal.

So Mu Zichuan leaned forward even harder and tried to touch the wooden barrel with his fingers.

The wooden barrel was also naughty, not far or near, just floating and sank under Mu Zichuan's eyes, making it possible for his fingertips to touch, but he was still unable to catch it.

This happened several times, and Mu Zichuan's handsome face suddenly felt a layer of hot sweat.

Yang Ruoqing stood behind him, watching all this carefully, and couldn't help but caress her stomach and laughed.

"It's a scholar who has no use, it's true," she said, "I can't even catch a bucket. Mu Zichuan, Mu Zichuan, your IQ is really annoying. Are you a fool every day? I'm so stupid to read it."

Mu Zichuan turned around and glared at Yang Ruoqing fiercely, and his teeth were so angry that they bit each other.

If it were Yang Ruoqing, who had been the former, would have been scared to tears when she saw her lover's appearance.

But now, Yang Ruoqing smiled even happier when she saw Mu Zichuan like this.

"What are you doing with glaring at me? I didn't kick your bucket down."

"I'm still standing still and helping me think of a solution." Mu Zichuan was really anxious. Seeing that there was a wave coming, he couldn't even reach the edge of the bucket.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and looked at Mu Zichuan with an idiot's eyes. "Why do you want me to help have something to do with me? I've kicked you. You are not my fiancé, so I don't need to help you."

"You" Mu Zichuan was so angry that he almost fell into the water.

Is this fat guy still a bite?

She kicked him first, and he hadn't used this to seek justice yet, but she used this to humiliate him first
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