Chapter 1: Country love

In the cold winter, the wind with a bayonet, when shaving on the face, wrapped in a fierce and sharp ghost crying wolf, the flesh hurts.
Coming back from work, Huang Dan walked into the community, came over an electric car in front, and watched the sign as a Mercedes.
Sitting inside is a little boy in a suit, screaming and screaming, "Quickly let the young master let go, hit it and die!"
Huang Dan’s mouth is pumping, is the child so embarrassed now?
He kept on foot.
The next moment, Huang Dan’s eyes are a flower, and the car becomes a tractor.
The little boy is gone, sitting in the middle of a middle-aged man, licking the red-blooded eyeballs, yelling and yelling, "Let's let go, you
he
mother's looking for death-"
Huang Dan looked at the tractor and went away. The burst of bursts of sound rushed into his eardrums, and the shrewd-like wilderness, his headache was splitting.
Looking down, Huang Dan eyes and eyes, the community is not a cracked yellow land.
How is this going? Time and space crossing?
The single pupil of the yellow single is tight, I am afraid it is not an ordinary crossing.
The shoes on his feet became sneakers, dirty and not open, and the mouth was opened.
The black trousers were worn out, replaced by a few patches of gray big pants, a large pile of hair on the legs, a spirited dance, wearing a woolen coat, a green short-sleeved shirt with a serious pilling .
The yellow single sticks out his hands, the skin of the ten fingers is rough, and there is mud in the nails. Looking over, there are many flaws in the palm.
He took a breath and put it on someone else.
At this moment, Huang Dan’s mind suddenly stuffed into a lot of memories.
Zhang winter, twenty-three years old, introverted, isolated, and somewhat paranoid, when he was stimulated, he was in conflict with people. When he was young, his father drowned in the river, and the biggest labor force at home was gone.
Mother Chen Jinhua is a blind man with inconvenient legs and feet.
The expenses at home basically depended on Zhang winter. He went to work outside, because a girl, on the construction site, put a worker on the nose and face, and the medical expenses were lost, and he packed up and rolled home.
The people in the village asked, Zhang was arrogant in the winter, lying and saying that he was homesick, and he was arrogant.
Huang single frowns, it seems that those memories are this body. When he walks through, he naturally knows.
"Hey, Mr. Huang, I am very honored to receive you."
The electronic sound suddenly came out, and the action of the yellow single sweat stopped. "Which one?"
"Below is your guardian and is responsible for posting your tasks."
"How do you call it?"
"The system is OK."
"Oh."
System, "Task has been sent, please check."
A single screen appears in front of the yellow single, and the task word is written in the upper left corner.
[Li Dagui's anger: Two years ago I was hitting the river, and the back of my head was hit hard and fell into the river. I want to know who is the murderer! 】
After reading the last word, the screen disappeared. He asked, "I will be able to go back after completing this task?"
The system said, "Sorry, there is no permission underneath, and you cannot answer you."
Huang Dan asked, "I am here, what will happen to me in the community?"
The system said, "Sorry, there is no permission underneath, and you cannot answer you."
Huang Shan said, "Do you reply automatically?"
System, "No."
[Mr. Huang, your guardian sent you a "Refueling" fireworks, please receive it and you will be able to enjoy the fireworks immediately. 】
[Rejected. 】
system,"……"
Huang single wiped the brain, the sweat of one hand, "I am in a bad mood now, I can't appreciate the fireworks, and give it to me next time."
System, "...that's your fuel."
Huang Dan did not respond, and this guardian summed it up, that is, five words, one asked three.
Asking people is better than asking for help. When he fixes the task, he can know what will happen later.
Did not waste time daze, tangled, confused, Huang Dan look around, follow the original master's memory along the road to a section, turn into the left side of the path.
On the ground, the pits were squatting, and Huang Shanshen had a shallow foot, passed through a pond in a large pond, and then passed through a mountain forest and appeared in the village.
In the summer, the sun at noon is big and strong, and men, women and children are resting in their own houses. No one comes out.
Huang took a breath and his back was wet. He stepped up and went straight to the house with a row of peach trees in front of the door.
In the shade of the yard, Chen Jinhua carried a needlework, and in the middle of the needle, she saw that the person who ran in was his own baby.
"This big noon, the sun is very poisonous, the outside is going to die, you are not taking a nap at home, you have to go to the river to catch mud, muddy?"
Huang Shanhan was in the rain, he took off his sweatshirt and went to the pool, and made a loud noise. "The water is too deep, not caught."
Chen Jinhua sighed again. "There is a mung bean soup in the jar on the table."
It was said that Huang Dan immediately ran into the house and drank it with a cylinder.
Walking around, suddenly crossing, even the season is the summer he hates most.
This is OK, but the country...
It is not Huang Dan who discriminates against the peasants. He is not familiar with this kind of living environment. He has never touched or understood, and he is afraid of being installed.
When the murderer did not find out, he was already suspected and had a life worry.
Huang single took the tank out and simulated the character of the original owner. He turned and whispered, "Mom, is there a mung bean soup?"
Chen Jinhua took a big needle and pulled it on the sole of the shoe. She said that she was gone. "That was sent by Li Genjia. You want to drink. Minger mother will give you a pot."
Huang put the cylinder down, searched the memory of the original master, and pulled out the fragments about Li Gen.
Li Gen is Li Dagui's brother, the skin is good, the person who is born is high, the ability to work hard, brave and fierce, and the person is very upright, thirty, but now there is no warm head.
He used to marry a daughter-in-law, or both, and all died.
Rumored Li Genke's wife.
Originally, Li Gen worked in a big city. His mother suddenly collapsed and refused to leave the village to heal outside. He said that he died and he died in the village. He had to come back to take care of him.
Many girls have been fascinated by Li Gen, and the family has resolutely disagreed.
Huang Dan sat on the bench and said that Li Dagui was his mother, two years ago.
What happened two years ago?
It was a pity that the original owner was working in a foreign country. Li Dagui’s death, he only knew the Chinese New Year.
Huang Shun sat for a while, only to think that he was shirtless. He turned around in several houses and had a fan in his hand.
Take a shower in the evening, the day is so hot, there is no air conditioner, the dust is full of the sky, and the wash is also white wash.
In the afternoon, the sun was not so strong, Huang Dan found a broken scorpion to put on, and went to the field to cut rice.
He wears this and catches up with the farm work.
Chen Jinhua’s legs and feet are inconvenient, and the body does not work. The chickens that smashed the ropes in the rice bed and turned the rice from time to time.
The families of all the households continued to work, and the noise of the village was loud.
Huang single-headed wearing a straw hat, holding a sickle in hand, there is a model, he bypassed the grave bag and went to the field on the edge of the pond.
There are a few people on the left, talking and laughing. The man in the middle is very tall, his face is strong, he is shirtless, with a gray chest, a clearly visible belly
muscle, mermaid line, piece tight Muscle
Above the flesh, there are fine sweat beads that cling to the golden light.
That person is Li Gen.
There are so many young people in the village who call him his brother. It is not him who is older. It is his true skill.
As for the rumors of the wife, the girl is concerned, not them.
He blinked the man, and the yellow mouth was dry, as if he saw the barbecue with the layer of sauce. He slowed down and was close. He didn't smell the meat, only the smell of sweat.
Li Gen couldn't see the color of the scorpion on his shoulder. He took a step and the key on his waistband shook and made a crisp sound.
Huang Dan looked at the big bunch of keys, not sinking? His sight swept and saw other people hanging.
Slightly contemplative, Huang Dan turned back and went back. When he came out, he had a key on his trousers and wore it with a red rope.
When you follow the customs and integrate into the collective, you can think of yourself as the original owner as soon as possible.
Huang Shan went to the edge of the field and saw the golden rice, like a golden blanket, covered with the whole field. He suddenly lost the courage to go down.
Then came a black boy and took the straw hat of Huang Dan. "Winter, you cut this eight-point cut, and there is an acre of two left behind. After finishing the job, I am still early."
The eyes under the yellow single straw hat are raised, look at the coming person, is the hero of Zhang, the original cousin.
He didn't speak.
Zhang hero is not strange, standing directly on the tall Tian Hao, jumping to the right field.
Huang Shan did not jump, and he walked the road honestly.
As a rice that has only seen white flowers, no one has ever seen the land, and people who have seen rice, Huang Dan will not cut rice.
He was very afraid of pain, worried that he had cut his hand, but he did not expect to touch the rice ear, and the posture of holding the sickle was unconsciously changed.
It should be the influence of the original Lord.
Huang Dansong breath, Ma Li's grip on the rice, the wrist force, in one place, the sound of the snoring sounds.
He placed the rice along the feet neatly, took a look at the rice piles, and had a sense of accomplishment.
Soon, the sense of accomplishment is gone, only tired.
The sun goes down, and there are people in the surrounding fields. If you don't get sun, you can cut more rice.
Later, the mosquitoes came out and grabbed a lot.
Huang Dan’s waist was broken. He bowed his back and walked slowly to the field. He cut the rice for a few hours, and he was tired after he spent a few days on the construction site.
There was a sound of water behind him, and Huang single turned his head. Seeing Li Gen, he was kneeling on a slate, the muscles of the spine
The meat was well-defined, the strong arms were on both sides, and the head stretched out into the pond to drink water.
Huang Dan was also thirsty. He got up and walked over. He squatted down next to Li Gen, washed his hands, and then drew the water down the river, holding a handful of water to his mouth.
The water rushed down from the fingertips, and when it came to the mouth, there was not much left. Huang Shan held it a few times and learned the man beside him, sipping on the floor.
The arm was suddenly pulled and the yellow single was arrived.
He raised his head and coughed, his face dripping and smashing down, and the eyes that entered the water became red.
Li Gen teased, "Winter, how do you drink this water?"
Huang single cough a few times, "Brother, what do you pull me?"
Li Gendao, "I see you have not been up, afraid that you will come out and pull you."
Huang Shan licked the water in his ear. "Oh, thank you, brother."
He blinked. "At noon, you gave my home a mung bean soup. It was delicious."
Li Gen erased the water on his chin. "Mung bean is your mother who got it to my house. I saw it. Nothing is bad. It is cooked and delicious."
Huang Dan hides his surprise. He did not find it in the memory of the original Lord. Eighty percent is the cause of too chaotic, and some trivial parts are missing.
At this time, there were inferior broadcasts coming from afar. "Citizens, put a movie on the playground of Tongmiao Primary School tonight. Please bring a stool to watch after dinner. Adults are optimistic about the children, remember to lock the door!"