That night, Zhuang Hua and Shanting stayed at the village chief's house. Since there was only one room left, the two of them were crammed into this room.

That's right, the two live in the same room. Everyone thought that Zhuang Hua was a man, and Zhuang Hua did not deny it, so it was natural to arrange for the two to live in the same room. And after dinner, Zhuang Hua was even more glad that this misunderstanding was not very beautiful, because she found that in this era, the status of women is too humble, and during the meal, the daughter-in-law and several granddaughters of the village chief are not allowed to serve on the table, and can only eat by the stove in the stove.

If Zhuang Hua just thought that this was just a bad habit that existed in the middle of nowhere, and when he saw that the mountain court was an upper-class person in society, Zhuang Hua understood that this was a common phenomenon in this world.

As for why Zhuang Hua knew that Shanting was in the upper echelons of society, it was because when the village chief saw her and Shanting writing in water, his attitude immediately changed from enthusiasm to awe, and he got up to salute the two and asked his son to dig up the old wine buried in the family to entertain the two. And the mountain garden is still natural and has no discomfort.

Knowing this, Zhuang Hua was a little surprised. Thanks to her experience of tutoring everywhere when she was young, she was able to practice traditional Chinese characters with a good soft pen, so that she would not become illiterate here. Thanks to those bad friends who forced her to shave her bald head and the corset vest she wore when climbing, as well as her own thin and tall (author: is Ping Mo Zhuanghua: mouth beard!! Author: Tut-tut), to make her look like a man's stature.

After a diet exercise and emotion, Zhuang Hua walked back to the village chief's house from the entrance of the village slowly, and went directly into the house where she and Shanting lived.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhuang Hua was immediately not calm.

What's the situation? What's going on?

Beauty x bathing, 18x, Taiwanese novels are standard with bridges.

There was a large bathtub in the small room, and the mountain garden was soaking in it, and the surrounding ground was scattered with the bloody clothes taken off by the mountain garden and the bloodstained cloth towels.

Obviously, Shan Ting wiped the blood stains on his body before soaking in the bucket, but the red water still stinged Zhuang Hua's eyes.

Zhuang Hua is not a promiscuous person who is overflowing with sympathy, on the contrary, she is a little indifferent many times. A friend once said that she was cold-hearted, cold-hearted, cold-hearted, cold-hearted, and frostbitten-stomached. But Shan Ting was the first person she had seen in this world, and he had some fledgling plots, and for Zhuang Hua, who lived in a peaceful era, she really couldn't bear such a tragic injury.

So, Zhuang Hua couldn't be embarrassed, took out four anti-inflammatory pills from his bag, took the scoop in the basin next to the bath bucket, melted the anti-inflammatory medicine in the water, and then poured it into the bath bucket.

She didn't know if it would work, but she wouldn't want to do nothing.

Shan Ting watched Zhuang Hua mix the medicine into the water of the water scoop, and instinctively wanted to make a move but stopped it. He wanted to see what "he" was going to do. Also, he had a feeling that told him that he could trust "him".

Zhuang Hua didn't know that her reckless behavior made her almost koko.

Zhuang Hua saw Shan Ting's eyes looking at her with doubts, and a sense of embarrassment came up again, and he turned around and explained, "This is an anti-inflammatory drug." Then he remembered that the two of them couldn't speak well, and there was no place to scribble next to him, so he reluctantly twisted his body and arched his hand to the mountain court and then walked out of the house.

"Huh." Shan Ting looked at Zhuang Hua's back and smiled. Perhaps, he is really a villain, and he has spent "him" with sincerity.

Zhuang Hua closed the door behind him, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his calm face.

Tang Qi once pierced Zhuang Hua's mask of calm and calm when he encountered an accident, "Actually, you can't keep up with the reaction of your brain because of your facial nerves." When others are scared to death or ecstatic, you don't have time to make an expression, and when this period of emotion is over, you don't have to make that expression. Your calmness is a disease, and it must be cured! ”

Thanks to the unresponsive facial nerves, thanks to the boss for working her day and night so that she doesn't have time to go to the doctor, and she can't think of going to the doctor when she has time, otherwise, she really has no shame to go to see the mountain court, now that she thinks about it, she just rushed to the mountain court's bath water, which is very rude, do you want to wait for him to apologize to him after washing?

After thinking about it for a while, Zhuang Hua looked up at the dim and darkening sky and sighed.

This is the fourth night that came into this world.

Before his dazed thoughts could drift away, the door behind him was pulled open from the inside.

Zhuang Hua was startled, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Shanting who had already taken a shower and changed into clean clothes.

It happened that Yao Dazhu, the son of the village chief, had just come back from outside, and Shanting only talked to Yao Dazhu after showing his bow to Zhuang Hua.

After the two talked a few words, Yao Dazhu bowed his hand to Zhuang Hua, and then walked directly towards the house around her.

Yao Dazhu entered the house, carried the bath bucket containing half a bucket of water out of the house, poured the water into the vegetable garden in the yard, and then brushed the bath bucket from the well, and then put the empty bucket back into the house, and finally came to the side of the mountain court, glanced at Zhuang Hua but talked to the mountain court.

Zhuang Hua, who couldn't understand words, could only stare dryly from beginning to end, which made her put learning the language here in the top priority, and I really don't know how the heroes and heroines in the novels overcome the language difficulties...... Oh, people have a golden finger, why don't you have one?! It's not fair, it's not fair!!

Zhuang Hua let the thoughts in her mind turn over the river, and her face was still unmoving, quietly waiting for the mountain court to inform her of the "negotiation result".

Sure enough, after Shanting and Yao Dazhu finished speaking, they turned to face her and made a gesture of please, Zhuang Hua was not blindly polite, and walked into the house first with a slight bow.

Straight to the table, Shan Ting dipped the water in the bowl and wrote on the table: "Zhuang Hua wants to bathe", Zhuang Hua nodded wildly in her heart, but she dipped in water and wrote on the table: "I am already sleepy, and I will talk about bathing another day", she didn't want to expose her true gender, after learning about the status of women in this world.

Shan Ting looked at Zhuang Hua who was full of tiredness, and a sense of guilt arose, so he said to Yao Dazhu, who was waiting on the side and watching the two of them write with envy: "Mr. Zhuang Hua is very tired, I won't bathe today, and Mr. Shan Ting thanked Brother Yao for his kindness on behalf of Mr. Zhuang Hua." ”

Yao Dazhu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no thanks, it should be, the two gentlemen should rest early, I'll go." After speaking, Yao Dazhu bowed to the two of them again and quickly retreated.

Sleeping, that's a big problem.

Under the fierce argument between Zhuang Hua and Shan Ting's fingers, the result was finally reached before the lights were turned off in the last family in the village.

The mountain garden bed, Zhuang Hua laid the floor.

Zhuang Hua was very satisfied with this result, and Shan Ting was ashamed.

Shanting thought that Zhuang Hua carried him on his back and took care of him on the mountain road for the past two days, which was naturally several times more tiring than him, and of course Zhuang Hua had to sleep in the bed. Zhuang Hua's reason is more sufficient, the mountain court is injured, what should I do if I catch a cold on the ground, she is still waiting for him to travel around the world as a guide.

The matter of traveling around the world was a reason made up by Zhuang Hua when the two communicated in the mountains before, saying that she was a disciple of a hermit, and after completing her studies, she entered the world at the request of her master and traveled around the world to see the world. When making up this reason, Zhuang Hua was very weak-hearted, and he couldn't wait to slap his mouth, and it was not Confucius who traveled around the world, it was too unreliable! But I didn't expect Shanting to believe it.

She didn't know that in this era of frequent wars, many powerful people have fled to the mountains and wilderness to get rid of this chaotic world, but those hermits who have escaped the world will also accept disciples to inherit their mantle, so that they will not be cut off from learning.

With such a background of the times, coupled with Zhuang Hua's literacy and extraordinary speech, Shan Ting was convinced of Zhuang Hua's identity as a fabricated "hermit disciple".

It's far away, and then go back to sleeping, which is a livelihood plan. Originally, after listening to Zhuang Hua's rhetoric, Shanting euphemistically proposed that the two could squeeze on the bed, and it was barely enough for the two to lie down, Zhuang Hua immediately objected, writing: "Shanting's injury is complicated, and such crowding may not be conducive to injury healing.

After this sentence, Shanting had no reason to push, so he had to sleep on the bed with apologies and thanks.

And Zhuang Hua also breathed a sigh of relief, although she didn't care about the difference between men and women, but she really didn't want to be exposed, although she didn't take off her clothes and didn't have the possibility of exposing herself when she slept in the same bed, but after all, the safer the better, just like on the battlefield where bullets and bullets rained, no one minds sitting in a bulletproof car and putting on body armor at the same time.

After spending two days in the small village at the foot of the mountain, and making sure that the wounds on Shanting's body had not deteriorated, the two of them set off again.

It's just that this time I set off, there was one more member, a donkey in high spirits.

The morning sun fills the quiet village, peaceful and vibrant.

Zhuang Hua, dressed in a green cloth robe and hairless on his head, held the reins of the donkey, waiting for the mountain court, whose face was already faintly visible, to sit firmly on the cart on the donkey's body, and the two of them bowed deeply to the villagers who rushed behind them to see them off.

The villagers hurriedly bowed in return.

Shanting said something loudly to the villagers, Zhuang Hua couldn't understand the words, but he also felt the gratitude in Shanting's tone.

In the end, in the reluctant gaze of the villagers, Shanting drank a password, the donkey kicked and pulled the cart slowly forward with four hooves, Zhuang Hua jumped on the cart, holding the reins in his hand to control the direction, and in a moment, the donkey cart disappeared on the horizon.

In the blink of an eye, the sun was rising in the east, and it was about to rise to the middle of the sky, and a donkey cart was driving happily on the forest road, and a man on the cart who was describing himself as miserable and leaning on his luggage was teaching the bald "young man" sitting in front of the car with the reins on his head to speak.

These are the two people Zhuang Hua and Shan Ting.

Zhuang Hua was fed up with the grievances of the language barrier, so before leaving today, she asked Shanting to teach her to speak, Shanting didn't seem surprised, and agreed very happily, but Zhuang Hua was surprised. She thought that she would have to spend a lot of effort to "explain" why she didn't say this place, but she didn't expect that Shan Ting would agree without the slightest doubt.

How did she know that Shan Ting had long been convinced of the origin she had made up before, and had attached appropriate explanations for her various inappropriate behaviors.

Zhuang Hua is repeatedly practicing the pronunciation of the word "Shanting" under the patient teaching of Shanting, but there seems to be some deviations.

Zhuang Hua raised his hand embarrassedly and touched the side of his neck. This is her habit, when she is embarrassed, she will touch the necklace around her neck.

But this time she felt empty, and there was nothing on her smooth neck.

Zhuang Hua's heart tightened, and suddenly remembered that the silver necklace with the silver lock around his neck had been together with the silver lock, and he had exchanged the donkey cart with the village chief, as well as the clothes, dry food, and some knife money for her and Shanting, and his heart relaxed, with an indescribable loss.

The silver lock was a gift from her parents when she was one year old, and when she was seven years old, her parents divorced, but the silver lock stayed with her for twenty-eight years. She knew every texture on it, and it had become a habit to touch the silver chain around her neck from time to time.

She really deserves the evaluation of "cold heart, cold lungs, frostbite stomach". There are several things on the body that can be replaced, just because the value of the silver lock is suitable for these things, and the others are too bad, so they really trade it.

"Zhuang Hua?" The mountain court also sounded in a slightly hoarse warm voice, and Zhuang Hua looked back at it, facing the worried gaze of the mountain court.

Zhuang Hua could already understand Shanting's name calling her at this time, and feeling Shanting's worry, Zhuang Hua shook his head slightly, organized a language that he was not familiar with, and said, "So, it's okay."

The worry in Shan Ting's eyes did not disappear, and Zhuang Hua helplessly tried to control his expression and showed a faint smile in time.

Suddenly, Zhuang Hua remembered a children's rhyme, opened his mouth and recited it in Mandarin Chinese: "I have a little donkey, and I never ride ......"

Shan Ting listened to the unfamiliar language in Zhuang Hua's mouth, the undulating pronunciation, looked at Zhuang Hua's already clear eyes, and smiled.

Why is the song read and not sung...... In other words, Zhuang Huahui told Shanting that she was incomplete in five tones? Anyway, Shanting didn't know what she was reading.