She is no longer as rock-hearted as she used to be, and she can be indifferent to everything!

obviously resented Mu Zichuan in his heart, but he still couldn't watch him drown!

Or maybe it was the three words he shouted with all his strength at the end that made her change her mind.

"Right...... No...... ......"

The last thing he shouted was these three words!

A man is dying, and his words are good. In the end, he was not cursing her, but apologizing to her for what had happened before.

This teenager may not be as cold and selfish as he seems on the surface.

"Fat girl, no matter why you want to save me, I Mu Zichuan will repay you." Mu Zichuan struggled to sit up, looked at Yang Ruoqing with a serious face, and then said: "In the past, the two of us are even. In the future, as long as I don't let me marry you, I will do my best to repay you, and in the future, if I win the top prize, I will definitely allow you to be prosperous and rich......"

Yang Ruoqing's opinion of Mu Zichuan was still in her heart, but she changed slightly.

However, when these words reached her ears, she immediately came back to her senses.

She looked at Mu Zichuan with disdain and shook her head: "The surname Mu, you think too much, those rare things you don't get into my aunt's eyes at all, you don't use them to disgust me!" ”

"Also, my aunt and grandmother saved you because they didn't want your corpse to rot and stink and stain the water in this pond, so you don't have to be sentimental and self-righteous there!"

"But......" he said, stunned.

"It's nothing, there's nothing to say between us, you don't want to mention tonight's incident, if you dare to say that I dragged you ashore, believe it or not, I'll kick you into the water next time!"

In order to deepen Mu Zichuan's understanding of her warning words, she also bared her teeth and waved her fist at him.

Then he stood up, and before leaving, he didn't forget to kick Mu Zichuan's leg hard.

"Ouch!"

Mu Zichuan's facial features were twisted together in pain, he raised his head, and his eyes chased after the bucket-like figure on the pond dam even more confusedly, until she disappeared into the village and disappeared, and then he turned his head.

Ignoring the mess on the ground, he lay back again, with a pair of eyes open, looking at the night sky overhead.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the stars are dotted, and a bright moon hangs in the treetops.

In the young man's mind, Yang Ruoqing waved his fist uncontrollably.

Fat girl, what kind of girl is she?

Mu Zichuan was puzzled!

But the more I can't guess through or see through, the more I can't help but ponder, and my brain turns uncontrollably for the girl.

"Zichuan!"

At the entrance of the village, there was a familiar and anxious call.

Mu Zichuan snorted, and he could hear that it was his mother's voice.

It must be that he has been out for so long and has not been home, his mother is worried, thinking of this, Mu Zichuan got up from the ground with a bone, and waved to the figure who had already run to the pond dam and responded: "Mother, I'm here!" ”

Widow Zhao ran to Mu Zichuan in one breath, and when she saw her son's appearance, she was so frightened that she cried on the spot.

"My son, what's wrong? What's going on? How did you get this way? ”

Widow Zhao pounced up, grabbed Mu Zichuan's arm tightly with both hands, and looked up and down with a pair of eyes, trembling all over.

"Mother, I'm fine, I accidentally slipped into the water. I also lost the bucket. Mu Zichuan lowered his head and whispered.

"What? Falling into the water? ”

Widow Zhao glanced into the water over there, and really saw her newly purchased wooden barrel floating up and down in the water.

"Let's go, let's hurry home, don't want that bucket!"

Widow Zhao looked flustered, grabbed Mu Zichuan's hand and turned to leave, for fear that if she walked half a step slower, the monster in the water would drag her son down again.

Mu Zichuan didn't gnaw, he was dragged all the way back to the house by his mother, closed the courtyard door and the main gate, Widow Zhao came back to her senses, turned around and hugged Mu Zichuan's wet body, and howled out with a "......" voice!

"My son, my flesh! Your father ruthlessly left us away, my mother is counting on you, if you have three long and two short, how can you let your mother live......"

"Mother, don't cry, isn't this a good son......"

Mu Zichuan whispered to comfort his mother, feeling ashamed.

The boys of Changping Village can swim when they are young, and in the hot summer, the pond behind the village is where they play.

He likes to watch from afar since he was a child, and his heart is ready to move.

However, he did not dare to try.

He always kept in mind the advice of his mother and uncle, he was the only bloodline of the old Zhao family, he was different from other children, their future was like their ancestors, facing the loess and turning their backs to the sky to dig in the soil.

And he, he is a Wenqu star!

The goddess over there of Ga Po's family has passed the divination, and he will definitely win the champion in the future!

Therefore, his task is to study hard and follow the master to do learning!

After being sensible, he deliberately alienated the children in the village, and he felt that he was not a person with them at all.

He is now a dragon swimming in the shallows, and one day, the wind and clouds will meet, and he will soar for nine days!

But tonight, his self-esteem was frustrated.

If it weren't for the fat girl, he would have drowned in the pond at the entrance of the village.

At that moment, he suddenly felt so small.

What ambitions, ambitions, aspirations, and inspiring words......

He's just a country boy who can't even paddle, a landlubber!

The fat girl was right, he was indeed a useless scholar!

Oh, no, the definition of a scholar is that he has been admitted to the show and obtained the qualification of a student, and he is just a child!

"Mother, I want to learn to paddle!"

After learning the hard way, he raised his head and seemed to have great courage to speak his mind.

"What?"

Widow Zhao was holding her son and crying, and when she heard this, she was so frightened that her voice went out of tune.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you kid?"

She raised her hand and touched Mu Zichuan's forehead.

"Mother, I don't have a fever, and I don't talk nonsense." Mu Zichuan pulled his mother's hand down, and said with a serious face: "Mother, I have thought about it, I will do my studies well, but I don't go anywhere in the house all day long, I don't do any work, I feel that I have more and more no energy, my strength is weak, my body will not be good, and I don't look like a man." ”

He wants to be the kind of person who is both civil and military!

However, Widow Zhao could not understand her son's heart.

"Son, do you really want to learn to paddle?" She asked again in a trembling voice.

Mu Zichuan nodded.

"You unfilial rebel, nine out of ten drowned can paddle! Are you stunned or are you a water ghost? Learning to paddle? Don't even think about it! ”

Widow Zhao cried and scolded, dragged Mu Zichuan into the inner wing, and threw him a set of clean clothes: "Change your clothes, give me a good face to the wall, don't even think about the idea of paddling!" ”