As dusk falls, people working in the fields return home one after another, and smoke gradually rises above the village.

The shepherd boy rides on the ox and plays the shepherd's flute. The melodious sound of the flute is blown far and wide in the cool breeze...

Yang Ruoqing took the prepared eel tube, greeted Sun, and left the village quietly.

The paddy field ridges and ditches at the entrance of the village are her battlefield.

She placed the eel tubes under a suitable bank or in the ditch, and used mud and water plants to make appropriate covers. Six or seven tubes were placed for her in less than half an hour.

When I raised my head, the twilight was getting darker, and no one could be seen in the fields.

Yang Ruoqing walked back with satisfaction, squatted down by the pond at the entrance of the village and washed her hands clean.

The sound of slow footsteps came from the pond, and the footsteps were getting closer.

Then, an unpleasant male voice came into Yang Ruoqing's ears.

"This location is where villagers carry water and food. If you want to wash your hands, you should go to the side."

What?

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw a big boy wearing a blue shirt standing on the pond dam, looking down at her side. The big boy was also holding a wooden bucket for water.

Dusk fell in the private room, and Yang Ruoqing failed to see the big boy's face clearly at first glance.

"Sorry, I got confused. I've already washed it and asked you to get some water!"

She hurriedly stood up and took a few steps to the side so that this big boy from the same village could come over to get some water.

That's how she is. She has no conflict of interest with others, or even when she really does something wrong, she has a very gentle temper and is very able to accept correction from others.

The big boy then walked down with the bucket. When he passed by Yang Ruoqing, he glanced at Yang Ruoqing who was wiping his hands there.

It doesn’t matter if you look at it, you will be shocked when you see it!

"It's you?"

Mu Zichuan's brows suddenly knitted together, and there were specks of anger in his eyes!

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked at him carefully, and the last memory fragments of the original owner suddenly appeared in her mind.

The handsome boy gritted his teeth with a ferocious look on his face: "...If you really like me, go to hell..."

Yang Ruoqing's face immediately fell down, and something was surging in her chest!

She knew that those were the feelings left in her body by the original owner. Her soul had taken over this body and inherited the memory of the original owner. Naturally, she would also feel more or less the emotions belonging to the original owner!

Anger, sourness, pain...

There were also many complicated emotions flowing through her heart.

In the end, everything turned into a sneer from her: "Oh, it's me, what? Do you still want to trick me into drowning myself in a pond? You're dreaming!"

Muzichuan was stunned for a moment and looked at Yang Ruoqing in front of him in disbelief.

Still as fat as a bucket.

However, the messy hair like a bird's nest before was gone, replaced by smooth and smooth hair, with two braids hanging down in front of her body.

The dirty and dark things on my face before were gone. Although my facial features were still a little deformed, my face was clean.

Muzichuan took a deep breath, not only because of the sharp teeth of the girl in front of him, but also because of her eyes that were no longer cloudy at all!

Very bright and clear!

The moon above her head rose slowly, and the moonlight shone on her body. Her eyes were actually brighter than the moonlight above her head!

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman? Look again, I will pluck out your tricks and feed them to the dogs!"

Yang Ruoqing said fiercely to Mu Zichuan, took out two fingers and gestured, turned around and was about to leave.

Behind her, the barrel fell to the ground with a clang, but her arm was grabbed by Mu Zichuan.

"Stop!" he shouted in a deep voice.

Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand holding her wrist. It was white and delicate, and it looked like it was holding a pen.

"Let go!" She glanced sideways at him and said coldly.

"I have something to ask you!" Mu Zichuan said solemnly, staring at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes filled with anger.

"Really?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and ignored Mu Zichuan's words.

How could it be that you, a stinky boy like you, just touch your sister's wrist at your will?

"If you don't let go, you will suffer a lot!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Hmph, no matter how hard you struggle, don't blame me for being rude!" Mu Zichuan frowned, suddenly feeling that the fat girl in front of him was so fierce!

Let go?

joke!

If she just ran away from home, how could he question her about breaking off the engagement?

You know, for the past two days, he had tossed and turned, but he still couldn't swallow the breath.

I was actually kicked by a fat and ugly country girl?

Just as she was feeling angry, the girl in front of her had already made a move.

Before Mu Zichuan could realize what was happening, he only felt a heart-breaking numbness coming from the tiger's mouth of his wrist.

He groaned, took two steps back with his hands that were numb from pain, and accidentally kicked the wooden barrel at his feet into the water.

The wooden barrel was floating in the water, and was pushed away by a wave in the blink of an eye.

Muzichuan didn't care about competing with Yang Ruoqing. He turned around and squatted by the water, leaning forward and stretching his arms forward, trying to hook the barrel!

That wooden barrel was bought by my mother in the town a few days ago, but the original one was broken.

If you can't find the barrel and get scolded by your mother, it's a small matter, but if you can't boil water for a bath tonight, it's a big deal!

So, Mu Zichuan leaned forward even more vigorously, trying hard to touch the barrel with his fingers.

That wooden barrel was also naughty, neither far nor near, just floating and sinking under Muzichuan's nose, so that he could touch it with his fingertips, but he couldn't catch it!

After repeating this several times, a layer of hot sweat broke out on Muzichuan's fair and handsome face!

Yang Ruoqing stood behind him, watching everything carefully, and couldn't help stroking her belly and laughing.

"You are a scholar who is useless at all. This is absolutely true!" she said, "You can't even lift a bucket, Mu Zichuan, Mu Zichuan, your IQ is really alarming! Are you doing it every day?

Or is it that you have made your brain stupid by reading it?"

Mu Zichuan turned around and glared at Yang Ruoqing fiercely, biting his teeth together in anger.

If it were Yang Ruoqing from before, she would have been frightened and cried when she saw her sweetheart like this.

But now, when Yang Ruoqing saw Mu Zichuan like this, she smiled even more cheerfully!

"Why are you staring at me? It's not me who kicked your bucket down?"

"Why are you still standing there? Help me think of something!" Mu Zichuan was really anxious. Seeing another wave coming, he couldn't even reach the edge of the barrel!

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and looked at Mu Zichuan like an idiot: "Why should you ask me to help? You have nothing to do with me! I've already kicked you out, you're not my fiancé, I don't have to help you!"

"You!" Mu Zichuan was so angry that he almost fell into the water.

Is this fat girl going to bite you again?
Chapter completed!