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Yes, memories.
Back here, besides seeing the villagers, what Zhang Fan wants most is to find those memories of the past.
Zhang Fan kicked a few times in the tangled grass and finally found a millstone. Then he squatted beside the millstone and began to sharpen the rusty sickle on it.
Shi Yixuan and the driver Xiao Zhang just stood and watched, neither of them knew what to say. They were all children who grew up in the city, and the environment in which Zhang Fan grew up gave them an indescribable shock.
"àáàáàáàá" With Zhang Fan's friction, the rusty sickle ground out a string of sparks on the grindstone. It took him a full five minutes to grind the sickle until it was barely usable. , then grabbed the dry wormwood beside him and cut it.
"Master, if not, let me help you."
Shi Yixuan felt that she should do something. No, or rather it¡¯s not what you should do, but what you have to do to integrate into this environment.
"You have a small body, so just watch it obediently. If you get tired of standing, just go to the car and sit. These menial jobs are not for you city girls."
As Zhang Fan spoke, he threw a lot of cut wormwood behind him.
After listening to Zhang Fan's words, Shi Yixuan pursed her lips, but did not sit in the car as Zhang Fan said. Instead, she silently walked behind Zhang Fan, picked up the wormwood he had thrown on the ground, and walked to the yard. Delivered outside. When the driver Xiao Zhang saw this scene, he quickly came to help.
When Zhang Fan saw them doing this, he didn't say anything. Being too polite would make everyone angry.
With Zhang Fan's current level of cultivation, it actually only took a few minutes to pull out the grass in this yard, but he just cut it with one knife for half an hour. When the last handful of wormwood was cut clean, , Zhang Fan couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Looking back, Shi Yixuan, who was also sweating profusely, was frowning slightly, covering her chest with one hand and leaning against the tattered adobe wall, breathing heavily, ignoring that the scattered loess would stain her light pink dress. windbreaker.
"You girl."
Zhang Fan put down the sickle in his hand and walked to Shi Yixuan, placing a finger on the exposed skin at her collar.
"I told you to have a good rest and stop messing around, but you still insist on coming over to join in the fun. Isn't it uncomfortable?"
"Hehe, I'm fine, Master."
At the beginning, Shi Yixuan felt so embarrassed when she called Zhang Fan that way, as if she was really a slave. But now that I shout more, it becomes more and more fluent. She could feel a warm current pouring into her body from Zhang Fan's fingertips, and the tight feeling in her chest immediately eased a lot. Shi Yixuan unconsciously raised her hand and pinched the corner of Zhang Fan's clothes. And after pinching it, she was a little scared.
The shortness of breath during illness often makes her feel like she is about to die, but this man seems to be the only lampholder who can save her in the endless darkness composed of despair.
Although they have not known each other for a long time, Shi Yixuan really wants to throw herself into his arms and never come out. However, she knew that was impossible. This is President Shui's man. Once he did that, what was waiting for him would be to be fired by the company, leave his side forever, and then die of illness in an unknown place.
As a company employee, there are certain boundaries that she cannot cross.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing in the old Zhang's yard?"
At this moment, a middle-aged woman¡¯s voice suddenly came from the door. The three people in the yard looked back and saw a rural woman wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket standing at the door. With their hands in each other's sleeves, they were looking at the three of them warily.
"Aunt Zhou? It's me, Aunt Zhou! I'm Xiaofan."
Zhang Fan¡¯s eyes were bright when he saw the appearance of this middle-aged woman. Isn¡¯t this the neighbor¡¯s Aunt Zhou?
"You, are you Xiaofan?"
Aunt Zhou looked Zhang Fan up and down, then looked back at the van at the door. Finally, she turned her head and looked at Zhang Fan's face carefully for a long time. A hint of joy came out of her eyes.
"Oh, is it really Xiaofan? I thought you old Zhang family and grandson would never come back after leaving. I said, boy, you have made money in the city. Come back to see Aunt Zhou."
After confirming that it was Zhang Fan, Aunt Zhou suddenly smiled and winked at Shi Yixuan while talking, obviously asking Zhang Fan who this girl was.
&?Nothing has changed. "
Zhou Yazi was Zhang Fan¡¯s little follower before, and she was the closest to Zhang Fan. When they reunited, Xiao Nizi reached out to pinch Zhang Fan¡¯s face. Zhang Fan wasn't upset at all, he just let her do whatever she wanted.
"Oh, this must be my sister-in-law! Oh my god! Brother Fanzi, why didn't you say you brought your sister-in-law here? Really, if you let your sister-in-law see me throwing myself into your arms, I won't punish you by kneeling on the washboard when I go back at night. Sister-in-law, I am Erya, Brother Fanzi¡¯s little follower, sister-in-law, you are so beautiful!"
Seeing Zhou Zhouya rushing into his arms so unscrupulously, Shi Yixuan was quite envious from the bottom of her heart. At least she didn't dare to pounce on him so unscrupulously. Maybe it was the envy written on his face. The clever Erya quickly explained to Shi Yixuan after seeing it. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com