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    The business of the workshop in spring is not as good as in autumn and winter. After a few days of idleness, Chen Qiao decided to go out for a walk, learn about the farmland water conservancy technology here, and collect some seeds.

    Even if the business at home is not good, adults still have to leave one behind, so Baya was left at home. Maisie was too noisy, so she might as well take Dila with her.

    They prepared some tools and dry food and set out on a morning with good weather. They would not be able to come back for about three to five days.  After leaving this city gate, they will face a sparsely populated world. Even if they occasionally encounter villages, they can't help but feel desolate.

    They didn’t bring a donkey with them, so the two of them had to walk. When they were tired, they would stop to eat some dry food and drink some water.  It was the spring season, but Chen Qiao was no longer in the mood to see the scenery. Because there were too many scenery and too few people, he often felt lonely and insecure in this world.

    Moving along the river bank, Arrow City is located on the south bank of the river. They can only move on the south bank because there are no boats.  Canoes and bamboo rafts are too dangerous, the river is very wide, and there will be waves when the wind blows. Only a few people living in this area are brave enough to dare to cross the river, and among these people, there will be a few every year.  Buried at the bottom of the river.

    There is a big mountain on the north bank, and you can vaguely see people in the distance.  Because of a river, the south bank and the north bank seem to be so far apart from each other, except for sharing the water of the same river.

    The terrain on the south bank is relatively flat, and there are some paddy fields and dry land. Now is the planting season, so you can often see farmers working in the fields.  Every time at this time, Chen Qiao would feel very kind to those figures who were a little stooped by the oppression of life.

    Not because of anything else, just because they are the same kind.

    They stayed overnight in different villages almost every night. The villagers had no hostility towards these two gentle-looking men and would gather around to chat with them after dinner.

    The most talked about things in the farmland, these farm men and Chen Qiao, a dabbler, had a good time talking in detail.  When he encounters crops that Chen Qiao is interested in, he will buy some on the spot and bring them with him. What he buys the most are seeds of various beans and fruits.

    "These seeds are rare in the city. In addition to selling some mature fruits and vegetables to the city, ordinary villagers will not bring seeds to sell, and basically no one will buy them.

    Although copperware already exists in this world, copper is very expensive and has not become popular as a production tool.  Therefore, their working tools are still simple stone and wooden sticks. Although some tools have been polished very finely, due to the limitations of the materials, they are far less easy to use than metal tools.

    He used to think that the fees charged by his workshop were actually very low. After this trip, he no longer thought so. Every bite of food grown with stone tools was hard-earned.

    At noon that day, the two of them sat under the crooked neck tree by the river to enjoy the cool air, gnawing on hard pancakes and drinking a few sips of the river water.

    “Hey——” A clear and childish voice came from the other side.

    He was a kid who was herding cattle. He was drinking water with his cattle by the river. When he saw two men sitting on the other side, he couldn't help but want to say hello to them.

    “Hey——” Chen Qiao also smiled and waved to him.

    After the child fed the cow, he happily led him away.

    "Dilla."

    "Yeah." Dilla looked a little absent-minded under the shade of the tree.

    "Do you want to go to the other side?"

    "Is that okay?" Dilla suddenly raised her head and looked at Chen Qiao eagerly.

    "Yes, in my hometown, there is a tool called a "boat". People use it to drive on the water and carry people and goods."

    "Do you know?"

    "I can't, but you can."

    "What does the boat look like?"

    "Well, it's like this. It can be made of wood or iron. The bow is pointed" Chen Qiao picked up a branch from the ground and drew the shape of a general wooden boat.

    They did not move on this afternoon. They just talked by the river, asking questions and answering questions. Occasionally they would be silent for a long time, and occasionally they would discuss a few words.

    Since then, Dilla seemed to be distracted more easily, and Chen Qiao also developed the habit of looking back after taking a few steps.  Because he didn't bring any tools and couldn't make a model, the child could only draw some sketches over and over again and simulate and practice in his mind.

    Geniuses are always easily distracted, which Chen Qiao understands very well.

    In the end, Chen Qiao saw that Dila was really unwilling to wait another day, so he had no choice but to accompany him home.?Hurry.  Dila entered his room and plunged into his shipbuilding business, lighting the oil lamp all night.

    Chen Qiao was also dragged by Baya to wash herself, then eat her and wipe her clean.  It is said that a breakup is better than a newlywed. This time, they were both particularly enthusiastic. Men are animals that rely on their lower bodies to think. When two men come together, their lower bodies will be even more excited.

    Even if the passion is the same, the physical gap between them is still deep and long and cannot be crossed.  Although a man's face is very important, in the end Chen Qiao had no choice but to cry and say he didn't want it.

    The next day, both Chen Qiao and Dila slept until the afternoon. One was busy with the shipbuilding business, and the other was drained by his wife's obligations.

    Spring is a rippling season, and in the rippling season, you can’t help but do some rippling things.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? On a dark and stormy night in a certain month, the Baya chief came out of the room sneakily and cunningly, walked to the largest sycamore tree in the yard, and began to dig soil.

    Chen Qiao just got up to go to relieve himself. He squinted his eyes and saw a black figure digging the ground in his yard. He was shocked.

    "Heyit's me." Baya carefully comforted her frightened lover.

    "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Chen Qiao was depressed. How could he meet such a person with all these messy hobbies?

    "Just, I can't sleep." His eyes were evasive, and it didn't look like he was telling the truth.

    "When I can't sleep, I run into the yard and dig the ground. This hobby is quite special!" Chen Qiao wakes up after making a fuss. When he wakes up, he knows that there must be something evil in this. Damn it, isn't this kid saving his private money?

    "Haha, are you cold? Go inside and sleep."

    "No, tell me first what's going on there?" Saving private money is very detrimental to the relationship between husband and wife and family harmony, and he must nip this tendency in the bud.

    "What, there's nothing there, really, nothing." Poor patriarch, you used to disdain lying. Look, you won't know how to do it when it's time to use it.

    "Then you won't say anything? I'll see for myself." Chen Qiao started to go down the tree. Baya wanted to stop him, but seeing that Chen Qiao seemed very angry, he didn't dare to stop him. He was so anxious that he wanted to jump around.  .

    Chen Qiao dug out the stuff in the ground in a few seconds. It was quite light, not like private money, and it didn't weigh the right amount in his hand.  He glanced at Baya suspiciously and opened the outer layer of cloth.

    Huh?  Nothing at all?

    "Why is it empty?"

    "Actually, it's not empty."

    "What's in there?" It's so scary in the middle of the night.

    "That's it." Baya tapped a spot on the cloth with his finger. Chen Qiao squinted his eyes and looked hard. Thanks to his very good eyesight, in the dark night, he could still see two thin strands.  The thin hair seemed to be tied in a knot.

    "What is this?"

    "That's right, hair."

    "who?"

    "It's ours."

    Chen Qiao stopped talking, wrapped her hair up as it was, buried it in the soil, then quietly got up and went back to the house.  He doesn't know what to say or do now, and he can't explain what he feels in his heart right now.

    Baya followed behind with some anxiety. Watching Chen Qiao climb onto the bed, he also lifted the quilt and lay down in it.  He didn't know why he would do such a thing. It seemed a little unreasonable for a grown man to do such a thing

    He desperately wanted to express something, but he didn't know where to start, so he just lay there dry and anxious.

    Until Chen Qiao held his hand and pressed his lips

    Baya was in a trance. When he came to his senses, he pulled Chen Qiao and pressed him under him. There was no tenderness, consideration or sweetness at all, and only the most primitive passion remained.

    Possession.  Take possession fiercely.  Every inch of skin, every pore, is stamped with its own marks, leaving its own breath.

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