Canghai nodded reluctantly.

Tang Qiuchi was even more stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Because he's going to ...... Report...... Complex...... I ......"

It's just hoarse.

Tang Qiuchi pondered for a while and shrugged his shoulders. "Hey, you can't catch ......" Tang Qiuchi was ruthless, and tied his hands to the bench legs with the sea trouser belt.

Canghai hugged the bench and twisted for half a night. At dawn, I don't know if it was exhaustion or the effect of the itch powder subsided, so I fell asleep in a daze.

Suddenly, I felt a pain in my waist, and I was planted on the ground again. When I looked up, I saw Yu Yin standing condescendingly in front of me, looking at myself with a slightly surprised look. Canghai sat on the ground for a while, and found that the sky was already bright, his hands were free, and his trouser belt was on the waistband of his trousers, and he felt that the injury was no longer painful.

Yu Yin snorted coldly: "It's so good, kid." ”

Canghai sighed in his heart, and then heard the aftermath say: "Get up and carry water." Then boil water to wash our faces, make breakfast, and then ......" stepped forward and turned up the collar of Canghai, and saw the word "sound" embroidered on Bai Li'er. His face was displeased. Sit down on the edge of the bed, "Come over first to change clothes for me and Yu Sheng, then go to fetch water, and then go and wash the clothes." ”

Canghai is now a snort and has to bow his head. I went to the stream behind the mountain to wash rice and vegetables, plucked the feathers of last night's dead chickens, and went back and forth several times, freezing so that my hands hurt my heart. Fragrant cooking smoke came out of the hut in front of the mountain, and Canghai carried his clothes and carried an anvil and pestle from the back to the river.

Squatting down and looking at the reflective stream for a while, the sun is really good today. With a secret snort, he pulled the collar and dipped the black robe into the water, floated down the river for a while, pulled up the anvil and pestle made of the bench legs, and slapped it with one hand on his cheeks. After a while, I heard the sound of "tsk" coming from.

The sea also ignored it.

After a while, I heard the charming female voice laugh and say, "Little brother, why don't you raise your head to take a look?" The bright red dress was blown by the mountain wind, like a poppy flower blooming on a dead branch.

The sea is still bowing. "It's dazzling. ”

Another gust of mountain wind blew. Blew off the poppy flowers. It fell right in front of the eyes of the sea.

In the afterglow of the sea, I could see her warm orange embroidered shoes. Smell of greasy bones in my nose.

Sun Ningjun's rouge gouache is special, and she is the only one in the world. The name of the incense powder is called greasy bone incense.

Sun Ningjun not only stood on the ground, but also squatted down, looked at Canghai at eye level, and pulled up his sleeves to shade him. As soon as the sleeves were stretched, the greasy bone fragrance entered his nose, and Canghai immediately sneezed.

Sun Ningjun was a little unhappy.

"Little brother," Sun Ningjun said, "now you can look up at me, right?"

Canghai shook his head.

"What are you for?" Sun Ningjun was so angry that he bent his eyebrows slightly.

Canghai said: "If you don't want to see it, you won't watch it." "Still pounding clothes.

Sun Ningjun pouted for a while and said, "Is this how you treat women?"

Canghai thought about it, and it was right, so he arched his hand with his face lowered, and made a few sounds, wishing that his two hands were hanging down before they were together.

Sun Ningjun was even more unhappy.

"How can you do this to me?" Sun Ningjun raised his eyebrows.

Canghai soaked his wet clothes into the stream, "If you are not happy, you can go." With a bang, Sun Ningjun splashed all over his body. "No one is holding you back. ”

"You ......!" Sun Ningjun was furious, stared at the sea for a while, and suddenly grinned. "You want me to go, that's why you're deliberately angry with me, aren't you?"

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