"Xiaoya, what are you mentioning?"

The woman carrying the basket on her back was a woman in the village, and when she saw the things in Zhou Ziya's hand, she asked curiously.

"Hello Auntie. The weather was too hot, so I took a few fruits to quench the thirst of the master. Where are you going on such a hot day? ”

Because there are a lot of fruits in the space, she always secretly takes some to honor the master, and the excuse is that the family picks wild fruits from the mountain, but the master believes it and accepts it, but says that the wild fruits on the mountain are really delicious. He also said that it may be because it is too hot and sunny this year.

"The little girl is really filial. It's so good for your master. Hey, there's nothing you can do about it. The pigs in the house were so hungry that they wanted to go back and get some pigweed. Otherwise, the pigs will run away from hunger. The woman's face was a little sad, it was not easy to find some pigweed in such a hot weather, and the pigs in the family were hungry and thin. If it weren't for the fact that the pig was too small, she would have wanted to sell the pig directly, like some people in the village.

"The master is good to Xiaoya, and Xiaoya should be filial. Auntie eat a fruit, it tastes good. Xiaoya doesn't delay her aunt, on such a hot day, auntie should go back early after beating pigweed. lest you suffer from heat stroke. ”

Zhou Ziya very generously took a big apple from the basket and handed it to the woman, the red apple, one was about half a catty, and the woman happily took it. Non-stop thanks. It looks like he's taken a big advantage.

As usual, as if following up with his own home, he shouted in his mouth, Master, Xiaoya is here.

I thought it would be the same as before, and the master was alone at home. But I didn't expect that there would be an extra woman in the house today. Zhou Ziya felt a little strange. Usually, the master has almost no contact with outsiders. There are very few people who come to the master, and in the past few years, except for himself and Zhou Ziyu, he has often come. Occasionally, there are old women who are as old as their master. Today it is a young woman.

"Xiaoya is here, come in."

"Giggles, this is the blessing of our Shanshui Village, Xiaoya little girl. Come on in. Look at how beautiful our little girl is, look at how white and tender her skin is. The woman stared at Zhou Ziya with shining eyes, and her mouth seemed to be smeared with oil, and she kept praising it.

Zhou Ziya was stimulated by the woman's laughter, and almost didn't maintain the smile on her face. It was a smile that resembled the sound of a hen laying eggs. It's a little disgusting, too. If I heard such laughter in the middle of the night, I am afraid that I would have heard the laughter of a ghost.

"Hello Auntie."

She didn't know the woman in front of her, she didn't have any imprints, but she was screaming in her heart, can you stop laughing. It's scary.

"Ouch, we lucky stars just know how to be polite. What's in Fuxing's basket? A pair of shrewd eyes stared straight at Zhou Ziya's basket.

"Auntie, it's a fruit picked on the mountain, the weather is hot, I'm afraid that the master will have no appetite, so take some to appetize the master and quench his thirst."

"Ouch, our little lucky star is really a good girl. Let me see, the wild fruits on the mountain are not easy to find during this time. I'll see what kind of wild fruit it is. The woman patted the horse's ass, and her big hand snatched the basket, uncovered the cloth on it, and saw the big red apples and oranges inside, and picked up one of the apples without any politeness and began to bite it, "Oh, little Fuxing, auntie will help you taste whether this fruit is delicious." Some of the wild fruits on this mountain are particularly sour. Grandma Hua is old, and things that are too sour are not good for her teeth. I'm young and not afraid, so I should eat something sour. "Biting the apple in my mouth and taking the orange with the other hand, it's not polite at all." Xiaoya, what are you mentioning? ”

The woman carrying the basket on her back was a woman in the village, and when she saw the things in Zhou Ziya's hand, she asked curiously.

"Hello Auntie. The weather was too hot, so I took a few fruits to quench the thirst of the master. Where are you going on such a hot day? ”

Because there are a lot of fruits in the space, she always secretly takes some to honor the master, and the excuse is that the family picks wild fruits from the mountain, but the master believes it and accepts it, but says that the wild fruits on the mountain are really delicious. He also said that it may be because it is too hot and sunny this year.

"The little girl is really filial. It's so good for your master. Hey, there's nothing you can do about it. The pigs in the house were so hungry that they wanted to go back and get some pigweed. Otherwise, the pigs will run away from hunger. The woman's face was a little sad, it was not easy to find some pigweed in such a hot weather, and the pigs in the family were hungry and thin. If it weren't for the fact that the pig was too small, she would have wanted to sell the pig directly, like some people in the village.

"The master is good to Xiaoya, and Xiaoya should be filial. Auntie eat a fruit, it tastes good. Xiaoya doesn't delay her aunt, on such a hot day, auntie should go back early after beating pigweed. lest you suffer from heat stroke. ”

Zhou Ziya very generously took a big apple from the basket and handed it to the woman, the red apple, one was about half a catty, and the woman happily took it. Non-stop thanks. It looks like he's taken a big advantage.

As usual, as if following up with his own home, he shouted in his mouth, Master, Xiaoya is here.

I thought it would be the same as before, and the master was alone at home. But I didn't expect that there would be an extra woman in the house today. Zhou Ziya felt a little strange. Usually, the master has almost no contact with outsiders. There are very few people who come to the master, and in the past few years, except for himself and Zhou Ziyu, he has often come. Occasionally, there are old women who are as old as their master. Today it is a young woman.

"Xiaoya is here, come in."

"Giggles, this is the blessing of our Shanshui Village, Xiaoya little girl. Come on in. Look at how beautiful our little girl is, look at how white and tender her skin is. The woman stared at Zhou Ziya with shining eyes, and her mouth seemed to be smeared with oil, and she kept praising it.

Zhou Ziya was stimulated by the woman's laughter, and almost didn't maintain the smile on her face. It was a smile that resembled the sound of a hen laying eggs. It's a little disgusting, too. If I heard such laughter in the middle of the night, I am afraid that I would have heard the laughter of a ghost.

"Hello Auntie."

She didn't know the woman in front of her, she didn't have any imprints, but she was screaming in her heart, can you stop laughing. It's scary.

"Ouch, we lucky stars just know how to be polite. What's in Fuxing's basket? A pair of shrewd eyes stared straight at Zhou Ziya's basket.

"Auntie, it's a fruit picked on the mountain, the weather is hot, I'm afraid that the master will have no appetite, so take some to appetize the master and quench his thirst."

"Ouch, our little lucky star is really a good girl. Let me see, the wild fruits on the mountain are not easy to find during this time. I'll see what kind of wild fruit it is. The woman patted the horse's ass, and her big hand snatched the basket, uncovered the cloth on it, and saw the big red apples and oranges inside, and picked up one of the apples without any politeness and began to bite it, "Oh, little Fuxing, auntie will help you taste whether this fruit is delicious." Some of the wild fruits on this mountain are particularly sour. Grandma Hua is old, and things that are too sour are not good for her teeth. I'm young and not afraid, so I should eat something sour. "Biting the apple in his mouth, he went to take the orange with the other hand, and he was not polite at all.