Zhou Siren trembled excitedly. The look Tang Niannian looked at him just now was colder than ice. For a moment, he even thought that this woman would kill him.
He must have misunderstood. Tang Niannian is just a rural girl. Even if she learned some boxing and kicking from Grandpa Orion, she only has this ability. He will suffer a loss this time because he underestimated the enemy. When he thinks of a perfect strategy, he will definitely get the jade. gourd.
Zhou Siren was very confident. He was going to the city to find He Zhisheng. Grandpa said that this man could be used. He was very powerful in Zhucheng and would definitely be able to help him.
"Bah, he looks like a human, but what he does is even worse than an animal!"
Mrs. Tang spat hard at him and walked away cursing.
Xuan Zhenzhu and Xu Jinfeng also spat at him and glared fiercely, then ran to catch up with Mrs. Tang. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law ran neatly towards the sock factory.
You still have to go to work to make money!
Zhou Siren's face was ugly. He was bullied by a dog when he fell down, but he couldn't bear it!
"hiss"
With burning pain on his face, Zhou Siren completely lost interest in Tang Niannian. He couldn't bear this kind of tigress, no matter how good-looking she was.
It's better to get the jade gourd quickly, he doesn't want to stay in this miserable place for a second.
Zhou Siren raised his feet, but before he had taken a few steps, he felt severe pain on the back of his head. He pressed the back of his head with his backhand, and after a while, thick blood flowed out from between his fingers.
"who?"
Zhou Siren was so angry that someone dared to plot against him.
What kind of audacious thing is that?
Zhou Siren, who was going crazy, screamed for a long time, but he still didn't see the murderer. Although the villagers working in the fields knew about it, they definitely didn't tell them.
They can still tell the difference between the inside and the outside.
Tang Jiujin snorted proudly, hid the slingshot in his clothes, and walked away swaggeringly.
Zhou Siren went to the barefoot doctor to bandage his wound, but the barefoot doctor's operation almost made him faint.
The barefoot doctor grabbed a handful of plant ash from the stove and pressed it on his wound. Zhou Siren was so frightened that he quickly avoided it. If such a dirty thing was put on the wound, it would definitely become infected, and he might not even be able to save his life.
"No hemostatic medicine?"
Zhou Siren's tone was not very good, and he was frustrated one after another, which made him, who already had little patience, gradually become irritable.
"This is!"
The barefoot doctor also has a bad temper. He always stops bleeding in this way, and the effect is very good. The young master in this city is Jin Gui, and he can't afford to serve him.
"I'm going to the health clinic!"
Zhou Siren was so angry that he got up and left. Everyone of his grandmother bullied him. When he got the jade gourd, he must show off to these rural people!
The barefoot doctor didn't even look at him and stuffed the ashes back into the stove.
Zhou Siren walked toward the commune with a broken head and gnashing his teeth. After walking for more than ten miles, he almost collapsed. After he had taken care of the wound, he had to walk more than ten miles back. After a lot of trouble, the noble Mr. Zhou finally Unable to hold on anymore, he fell on the bed and fell asleep. He also had a fever, but no one cared about him.
Back to Tang Niannian, she rode to the farm. From a distance, she saw loess flying in the sky. There were people in the pit, and they were very busy. She stood on it, looked around, and saw Tang Wujin. Saw He Guoqing and Liu Jinglan.
He Guoqing is helping Liu Jinglan work.
The corners of Tang Niannian's lips raised, and she was not disappointed.
Liu Jinglan was assigned to work on the earthwork. She used a hoe to quickly shovel the soil into a dustpan, and then a man would carry it away. Although this job was not as tiring as lifting the earthwork, it was not easy either.
And the movements must be fast. If you are a little slower, you will not be able to keep up with the man's speed and you will be scolded.
This seems to be called a dustpan, right?
