Chapter 38: have muscles
Chapter 38 has muscles
After watching for a while, Xi Yao found such a labor force for the family, and the Zhou brothers and sisters were still a little confused.
Zhou Rongdao accepted it quickly, he knew that Xi Yao was smart.
But Zhou Yi can't do it, she is a little confused.
Because she found out that the fourth sister-in-law is a bit powerful, so, isn't it true what she said before?
Thinking of this, her good mood disappeared again.
is not a grinder, Zhou Song immediately decided to start digging, Zhou Rong saw this and had no choice, so he followed along...
He felt that, as a scholar, he was probably a fake.
Things that were rarely done before, are now done.
And all of this is because of Xi Yao.
During the day, Zhou Song worked hard again, and the speed was quicker, and the shape was first seen.
"Dig a little more here, it must be deep," Xi Yao instructed carefully, and the two men in the pit did so one by one.
But no matter how hard they tried, they didn’t finish.
Because of too much force, Zhou Rong couldn't hold his chopsticks steadily when he was eating at night, and was scolded by Chen sternly.
This scholar's hand dared to mess around. Anyway, Zhou Rong didn't answer a word.
Xi Yao felt a little guilty, and felt that he had done bad things with good intentions.
also know who she and Zhou Rong are in the end.
When resting at night, Xi Yao lay down early.
She thought that the night would be the same as usual, and she would just go to sleep.
But after Zhou Rong lay down, he kept moving and made a loud noise, which made her head big: "What are you doing?"
This movement made her unable to rest well.
"Hands hurt," he said innocently.
Xi Yao stared at him in the dark. Although she couldn't see her expression clearly, she still looked very seriously...
"Is there any medicine, go and rub some," she kindly suggested.
"No, everyone in the family is used to it, and it's me who started to work," Zhou Rong explained lonely.
"Then you have to be patient and get used to it!"
Xi Yao in the dark didn't know, she couldn't see Zhou Rong clearly, but Zhou Rong could see her.
Seeing her say the most ruthless words in the gentlest voice, he almost couldn't help laughing.
The hand is really sore, mainly due to excessive force, but not to the point of pain.
But Xi Yao was so interested that he couldn't help but want to tease her...
"My mother said, this hurts my arm, which will affect my holding of the pen in the future!"
Xi Yao was a little confused: "Is there still such a statement?"
Why didn't she hear about it.
The muscles are sore after doing this, isn't it just a habit, why does it still affect the holding of the pen?
Thinking of something, she stretched out her hand and touched Zhou Rong's arm directly. This action was too fast, and Zhou Rong was unprepared, and was directly touched by her.
The unfamiliar touch, warm and hot, makes people's heart beat faster.
"I haven't been injured, why can't I hold a pen?" She didn't feel inappropriate, and she didn't feel any charm, but pressed it along the other's arm, and found that Zhou Rong, a scholar, had muscles on his arm. Not to be underestimated.
"You look like you don't want to be a weak scholar at all," she muttered bluntly, but she didn't know that what she said made Zhou Rong's heart skip a beat, and he almost pulled his arm back.
Fortunately, I held back in time.
"Maybe I have been practicing in the field these days, and I also need strength to write!"
Xi Yao always felt that Zhou Rong's words made her very understanding.
This scholar is useless, isn't it because he has no energy.
This calligraphy practice, how much strength can you have?
(end of this chapter)