Han Xuelian wore a light cyan chest-length skirt today. The plumpness made the skirt bulge.
She held a bamboo basket filled with seven or eight pancakes and handed it to Wang Jian with gritted teeth.
"Little pervert, are you out of food at home? I made some pancakes, they are still warm. You can take them back and eat them with Yaodan and the others."
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The little thief turned into a little pervert. It seems that she discovered him again last night.
Twenty-year-old is the most feminine age. When she looked straight at Wang Jian with her charming almond eyes, she almost took away his soul.
Wang Jian took the basket awkwardly, and accidentally touched Han Xuelian's finger with his hand, and Han Xuelian suddenly threw it away as if he was electrocuted.
"You...!"
Han Xuelian thought that Wang Jian wanted to take advantage of her, so she glared at Wang Jian angrily, her ears turned red with embarrassment.
The impression of Wang Jian in her heart has been labeled as a pervert, a prodigal, and a fake scholar.
Therefore, Wang Jian’s unintentional action seemed to her that Wang Jian deliberately took advantage of her.
Han Xuelian couldn't help but feel angry.
Wang Jian didn’t expect her reaction to be so big, so he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly and said.
"Auntie, if I say I was careless, would you believe it?"
Seeing that the other party was still angry, Wang Jian stretched out his hand and said helplessly.
"How about I touch it for you?"
"Get out!" Han Xuelian came over and kicked Wang Jian gently.
Wang Jian was relieved to see that she was not really angry.
Looking down at the pancakes, the tempting smell hit my nostrils.
Wang Jian's stomach was already growling with hunger, so he quickly picked up a piece of pancake and put it in his mouth.
“Delicious.”
Although there is no meat filling, it tastes really good.
Han Xuelian didn't care at all about Wang Jian's praise.
She looked at the full king scissors with murderous eyes and said in a low voice.
"Little pervert, were you peeking again last night?"
She was tall, and when she spoke with her mouth raised, it happened to be facing Wang Shen's ear. Blow dry.
Wang Jian's whole body was shocked, goosebumps surged up instantly, and his majestic area reacted instantly.
Oops...
This time I was singled out, how should I answer?
I really want to have a series of denials.
"What...what's good-looking?"
Wang Jian decided to play dumb and spoke intermittently.
When a person is humble, his words are incoherent and forceful.
Unless what you say can make you believe it from the bottom of your heart, it’s really a shameCan reverse right and wrong.
"You're still pretending. The pile of dirt in the corner is still there. Do you really think I don't know?"
Seeing Wang Jian's appearance, Han Xuelian gritted her teeth and held her hands together. Angrily, he pinched Wang Jian's waist.
"Hiss!!!"
This shit... really hurts.
Wang Sheng’s face turned purple from pain.
For the sake of self-respect, I still refrained from shouting.
Fortunately, Han Xuelian let go quickly.
Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.
He quietly placed his hands on his waist and rubbed it gently.
Han Xuelian looked at him sideways, frowned, and said with a bit of hesitation in her tone.
"You little pervert, tofu can't be sold in the city, and my aunt's livelihood will be ruined."
Han Xuelian didn't know why she told Wang Jian this.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been so depressed these past few days and there’s really no one to talk to.
She never thought that Wang Jian would come up with any good ideas. After all, how could a person who had lost all his wealth come up with any good ideas?
Wang Jian already had an idea in mind, but all he lacked was the start-up capital.
Even though Widow Han is just a tofu seller, she earns more than the average person.
She is young and beautiful, and more people come to her to buy tofu than other old women.
Otherwise, you won’t be jealous because of your booming business.
Wang Jian said confidently.
"Sister Xuelian, don't worry, I already have a way to make money, but I need some start-up capital."
Although Han Xuelian didn't understand what start-up capital meant, she saw Wang The action of cutting and rubbing his hands was like a mirror in his mind.
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When I thought of his lavish and wasteful behavior, my heart became cold.
However, he still asked tentatively, "How much does it cost?"
Wang Jian kept saying, "5 Guan!"
"5 "?"
Han Xuelian opened her mouth in surprise.
He is indeed a prodigal son. He always speaks with his body in mind.
Unlike Wang Jian, she has inherited wealth to use.
She was widowed just after she got married, and her parents are no longer alive. The money she earns from selling tofu is not only for food, but also for paying protection fees and buying some fabrics for clothing.
I can’t save much money in a year.
Even if she could get 5 strings, she would not dare to give them to Wang Jian.
If you convert this money into copper coins and float one every day, it will last for several years.
This was also what Wang Jian expected.
Don’t talk about her, there is not a single family in Majiazhuang that can afford 5 coins.Unless the land is sold.
The fields are the lifeblood of the villagers. They have been relying on them for generations, so how can they be sold?
Of course, except for the predecessor of Wang Jian's body.
At this time, Erdan came out holding a long tree with one hand and said in a loud voice, "Brother, Yaodan is up. When will we set off?"
Erdan's words Aroused Han Xuelian's curiosity.
She glanced at Wang Jian with her beautiful eyes and asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
"Wild Wolf Valley." Wang Jian replied.
Then he handed the pancake to Erdan, who was already salivating.
Erdan took the pancake, turned around and trotted into the room, smiling happily like a child, "Yaodan, Yaodan, there are pancakes to eat!"
"Where is the pancake. "Yao Dan's clear childlike voice shouted in surprise.
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Then I heard the voices of the two brothers shouting inside, and there was also a clear childish voice mixed in with whether to leave some space for the eldest brother.
The strong wind blew up Han Xuelian's scattered hair, making it stand tall and graceful.
Thinking that she had nothing to do, Han Xuelian also wanted to go and have a look, so she said, "Little pervert, I want to go too."
Wang Jian glanced at Han Xuelian's gorgeous "The mountains are full of thorns, and your clothes are not suitable for going there."
"Wait for me." Han Xuelian grabbed the corners of her skirt with both hands and walked quickly home, leaving a trail of fragrance. wind.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Han Xuelian, dressed in a dark green shirt with arrow sleeves, a round collar, and an open robe, walked over with small steps, swaying on her arm.
The trouser legs and cuffs are tied up with rope, making her look like a heroine, somewhat capable.
Han Xuelian turned her graceful figure in front of Wang Jian, opened her hands and said proudly, "How do you like this dress?"
Women usually ask this, Don't just answer "good-looking" or "good-looking clothes".
To trace the essence of the problem, what is the reason for asking.
Wang Jian is an experienced joker. He puts his hands behind his body and pretends to be sophisticated.
"Whether the clothes look good or not depends on who is wearing them. Even if Sister Lian wears linen clothes, she is a first-class, peerless and independent woman."
After hearing this, Han Xuelian The corner of his mouth raised.
...
In the courtyard of the Wang family.
The four of them sat on stools and took out the hemp cloth that Wang Jian slept on.
Wang Jian picked a few relatively intact hemp ropes and spliced them into several ropes about 2 meters long.
"You little ruffian, can hemp rope really catch prey?" Han Xuelian asked doubtfully, her white teeth slightly open.
Wang Jian saw the expressions of disbelief on the faces of the three of them.
Tie the cut hemp rope aroundAt the same time, Wang Jian smiled and said, "Don't underestimate a small piece of hemp rope, it is very useful."
Of course, everyone still didn't believe what he said.
Things that are beyond their knowledge cannot be imagined unless they see it with their own eyes.
"Erdan, you bring the straw and water."
"Yaodan, fill your little gourd with water and bring your little wooden sword. We are ready to go out."
After checking that everyone had brought everything, Wang Jian picked up a kitchen knife and said, "Let's leave quickly, or we won't be able to come back after dark."
Before he could go out, the door clicked. The ground was pushed away with great force.
An old man over fifty years old with gray hair on his temples walked in angrily, shouting loudly.
"Wang Jian, you bastard, where are you taking your brothers?"
Behind him followed a burly young man, holding a gun in his powerful left hand. A long gun and a small bag of stuff in his right hand.
The man looked at Wang Jian with disdain, but when he looked at Erdan, his eyes showed a bit of fighting intent.