: Two hundred and sixty-two eggs hurt
In the blink of an eye, Han Qixiu had been away for a month, and three snowfalls fell in Xinquan Village, each time heavier and deeper, and the girl Han Dofu was excited when she saw the snow, all day long. She dragged Shen Jiao to build a snowman in front of the house, but Shen Jiao was not interested at all.
For Shen Jiao, who had seen the waist-deep snow in the frontier, the snow that was only a foot deep in Xinquan Village really didn't interest her. Besides, Han Qixiu was not there, and she felt it was boring. The main thing is-
"Jiaojiao, work less at night in the future. If you want to do it, you have to hide in a tent. It's not safe outside, remember!"
Before leaving, Han Qixiu whispered these words in her ear, and the eyes he looked at her were especially deep, deeper than the pool of water, like the stars in the sky, with no boundaries in sight.
Shen Jiao wanted to ask him what he meant at the time, but the bad guy grinned at her after he finished speaking, pinched her nose a few times, beckoned and drove away, spraying her face with ashes.
This month, she has been thinking about this question, what does it mean to hide in a tent when working at night?
What did she do at night?
In the evening, after dinner, she just reads books. How can she read books in the tent?
It's impossible to put the oil lamp in the tent, right?
Besides, why is it not safe to read books outside? She is reading medical books, isn't it *!
Shen Jiao thought about it for a month and couldn't come up with a reason. Every day she couldn't help but think about it, which made her uneasy. Handoff always teased her that she was lovesick and wanted her to repair Uncle, you are ashamed!
People who talk half a sentence are the most abhorrent. It's a shame that she doesn't sleep at night to prepare so many medicines for the bad guys, and she will never...
No, the medicine still needs to be prepared, or else Han Qixiu is injured and there is no medicine to apply!
Shen Jiao was startled suddenly, she remembered that the night before Han Qixiu left, she used a treasure bowl in the house to copy the medicine in the middle of the night. Could this be what she said?
After thinking for a while, Shen Jiao was sure that what Han Qixiu was talking about was copy medicine, and was secretly shocked, how did she let Han Qixiu know?
How did he know?
Obviously the curtains were drawn that night!
Shen Jiao thought about it for a long time, but her heart gradually calmed down. She was not as flustered as before. It was Han Qixiu who knew the secret, not anyone else. This made her just nervous, not panic.
Because she knew that Han Qixiu would not hurt herself and would not covet her treasured bowl, otherwise he would not have quietly reminded himself that with Han Qixiu's ability, if he wanted to win the treasure that night, it would be an easy thing, but he did not Did not do it!
A flash of warmth flashed in Shen Jiao's heart. No one has a deeper understanding of the greed of people's hearts for treasures than her. Han Qixiu's actions not only made her happy, but also had a deeper dependence.
"Jiaojiao, come and see the snowman I made, does it look like my little uncle?" Handoff called her from the other side.
After she figured out the matter, Shen Jiao was relaxed, and she was not as unhappy as before, she ran over in full spirit, and when she saw the snowman, she held her stomach and laughed out loud.
Although Han Qingye is not a handsome old man, he is tall and heroic. What's up with Handoff?
A person with a round head, a round belly, fat head and big ears looks like Zhu Bajie!
Shen Jiao covered her mouth with a smile and said, "It's quite similar, Dove, you stack it up really well!"
Handoff smugly shook her red hand, looked at Shen Jiao strangely, and said in surprise, "Isn't your lovesick sick?"
Shen Jiao slapped her with a blushing face and pretended to put her nose and eyes on the snowman as if nothing had happened. Her face was getting thicker and thicker when Handoff kept talking about it from time to time!
"It's more like putting on eyes and a nose."
Shen Jiao clapped her hands and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction. Handoff looked puzzled and asked, "Why are they all black? Why don't you make your nose red?"
"Why do you want to make it red? Your little uncle has a dark face every day, so of course he wants to be black!" Shen Jiao retorted.
A certain black-faced old man wanted to come out and enjoy the snowy scenery to be a nice person, but he happened to hear Shen Jiao's words, and his genial face turned dark.
Smelly girl, speaking ill of his old man behind his back!
There was a gluttonous smell in the kitchen. It was Zhu Siya stewing meat soup in the kitchen. It snowed these days, and all the work in the village stopped. Shen Jiaxing and Zhu Siya were both at home, and Shen Jiao was completely transformed. The eldest lady, who did not touch the spring water with ten fingers, made an old man's eyes irritate every day.
Han Qingye was so annoyed by Shen Jiao's words that Ya Xing was gone, he took a breath again, changed his shoes and clothes and went up the back mountain, wanting to see if there was any prey in the trap, when he saw Shen Jiaxing's The traps often have prey coming back, and their eyes are very hot, so they dug three traps secretly.
Although he thought that the trap he dug was deep and good, and a hundred times stronger than that of Shen Jiaxing, but it turned out that the trap he dug could harvest prey every three or five minutes, but he was an expert who ate zero eggs every day.
It made him very—specially—it hurts!
That's why the old man kept going up the mountain every day to check on the enemy's situation, and used all the eighteen martial arts he used to deal with the devils of R country back then, but the result was still—
Light egg!
The old man is still in pain!
Han Qingye held his breath and went up the back mountain quickly, and came to the trap he dug very quickly, but he saw that Shen Jiaxing was already there, and he just picked up the dead grass at the entrance of the trap, when Shen Jiaxing heard the movement behind him, he was angry hummed.
'Humph'
Han Qingye didn't have a good face. He opened his own trap with a dark face. To say that this old man was awkward, he said that he hated Shen Jiaxing, a capitalist, but the trap had to be dug next to Shen Jiaxing. to ten meters.
A typical hypocritical, arrogant, awkward old man!
The first trap was empty, Han Qingye's face turned black, he reluctantly picked up the second one, but it was still empty, his face was a bit darker, and then he picked up the third one, Han who had no hope Qing Ye suddenly widened his eyes moved to tears.
Heaven and earth, ancestors!
You can think of his old man!
Han Qingye jumped into the pit with agility that was not an old man's. After a while, a fat hare was thrown out. It was so cold that it smashed snow.
"Hahaha, I said that my trap is the best in the world, and the prey from ten miles away can't escape. I just didn't know the terrain a few days ago, and I will definitely have to jump in every day in the future. Eat meat!"
Han Qingye held his hips on his hips and was full of high-spirited spirit. He had the pride of commanding thousands of troops back then, and he let go of his rhetoric!
Shen Jiaxing, who had gotten nothing, pouted, and didn't bother to pay attention to this old man who got it cheap and sold it well. He threw this hare in with his own hands!
The granddaughter is right, instead of letting him hunt wild beasts every day, it is better to let Han Qingye bear this reputation, lest the villagers get jealous and cause unnecessary trouble.
Han Qingye triumphantly carried his prey down the mountain, smiling like a big snowman in front of the house, smiling like a fool.
In the days that followed, Han Qingye's mood became more and more happier, and the smiles on his face became more and more, and even occasionally greeted Shen Jiaxing kindly, blinding everyone's eyes.
only because--
He Han Qingye's good times are coming, and all the bad luck has turned to Shen Jiaxing!
How can it be so beautiful to have a good harvest of prey every few days, while a certain capitalist next door has no eggs every day!
Eggs don't hurt! The old sheep loves to eat fish and said that I would like to thank Lmu Muxi, the big woman who closed the family, Yaohao Shenbao and Qishui 2016's peace amulet. I thank all the angels.