The reason why a girl makes a boy like is first of all her appearance, and secondly her heart.

A beautiful girl, if her heart is kind and peaceful, quiet, then there must be many boys who like her. Of course, if you want to know that this girl is kind, peaceful and quiet, you need to know more about it.

There are more beautiful girls on the street, and normal boys don't see one and love the other.

Therefore, first of all, the appearance impresses the boys, and then it is the heart that really plays a decisive role.

Not long after Sang Zhiheng returned to the house, he was driven outside by his wife and Aunt Shouren.

Of course, there was also Shen Jiaqi, a tall girl with very white skin.

Sang Zhiheng's height is 1.76 meters, and Shen Jiaqi, who is wearing wedges, is almost as tall as he stands.

The two of them knew the purpose of the meeting, and the scene was a little awkward.

The night sky of the mountain village in spring is quiet and serene, without the noise of summer or the coldness of winter.

The two of them walked towards the hillside behind Sang Zhiheng's house, Sang Zhiheng looked a little nervous, and his palms were full of sweat.

You can't just keep talking, can you?

Sang Zhiheng secretly told himself, so his very smart brain began to search for topics.

The girl's name is Shen Jiaqi, and Aunt Shouren has briefly introduced the names of both parties just now.

"Shen, Shen Jiaqi, you, do you know my Aunt Shouren?"

The two men walked side by side on the path, but kept a distance of a full meter.

Shen Jiaqi could hear Sang Zhiheng's nervousness, so she chuckled.

Listening to the other party's smile, and the smile was as good as a silver bell, Sang Zhiheng was also happy.

Shen Jiaqi smiled while pointing to a big bluestone not far away and said, "She is my aunt, let's go over there and sit down." ”

Sang Zhiheng also said: "Okay! ”

The moon is sparse and the hillside is empty. Although it is spring, the weeds do not show their wild vitality, the corn has not yet sprouted, and the overwintering wheat seems to be asleep, and it looks black and pressed from a distance.

Not far away, an old elm tree waits for the hillside like a sentinel.

"You, a college student at Kyoto University?"

"Yes." Sang Zhiheng replied simply.

"Amazing, it looks like you're a top student."

Listening to the other party's casual appearance, Sang Zhiheng was not restrained, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, where did you go to college?" ”

"I'm also studying at a university in Beijing."

Sang Zhiheng rolled his eyes and asked, "Could it be that you studied at Beijing Normal University?" ”

"Yes, right next to your school."

There are three major universities in Shangjing, Shangjing University, Beihua University and Shangjing Normal University. To be able to be admitted to these three universities, they are definitely academic tyrants.

"It's easy for students at Beijing Normal University to want to become a teacher in a big city, right? Why did you choose to go back to our small mountain village to become a teacher? ”

Shen Jiaqi looked at the empty mountains in the distance, her eyes were crystal clear and bright.

"I don't like the city, I don't like to be in a bus jam all day, I breathe smelly air, I eat unsafe food. I went out from the countryside, but I found that I preferred the countryside to the city. ”

With just this sentence, Sang Zhiheng found that this girl was the girl he had been looking for.

Isn't this what I want to say?

When the topic opened, the two of them relaxed a lot, and then they chatted with me sentence by sentence.

From time to time, the two of them would bow their heads and ponder for a minute or two, or they would discuss a topic of common interest, and occasionally laugh together because of a joke.

An hour later, the two of them were as relaxed as old friends for many years.

It's a miracle, or maybe it's love at first sight.

Chatting and chatting, the night breeze began to rise, and I felt that the spring was cold.

Shen Jiaqi's clothes were a little thin, and she hugged her shoulders.

"Are you cold?" Sang Zhiheng moved his ass in the direction where Shen Jiaqi was sitting.

Shen Jiaqi lowered her head and said softly, "A little." ”

Sang Zhiheng said: I, I want to behave like a gentleman, I have to behave like a gentleman.

With that in mind, he reached out and gently wrapped his coat around her.

However, Shen Jiaqi's figure is indeed a little too tall, if she is a little petite, it may be really perfect.

However, you can't always expect everything to be perfect.

Shen Jiaqi didn't feel too nervous, she was thinking, this boy just wanted to warm himself up.

And Sang Zhiheng's mind was already in a mess, he couldn't think at all, he just reminded himself all the time that he must behave like a gentleman.

"Jiaqi, it's not early, we have to go!" The shouts of Shouren's wife were heard at the intersection in the distance.

Shen Jiaqi was clever, then broke free from Sang Zhiheng's arms, and said in a panic: "Zhi, Brother Zhiheng, I have to go." ”

Zhiheng was like a guy who had been punched in the head, stood up in a daze and said, "Do you have to go?" ”

However, Shen Jiaqi did not wait to go with him, but trotted away.

"Yes, we have to go."

Looking at the back of the beauty in the distance, Sang Zhiheng sat on the big bluestone again, and couldn't help but recall the scene of hugging the beauty just now.

He stretched out his arm, pretending that the beauty was still beside him, and couldn't help but smile and said, "This girl is good." ”

When he returned home, Zhiheng Niang asked him very nervously: "How is it?" Zhiheng, the girl didn't say anything, right? ”

It can be seen that Zhiheng Niang is very satisfied with this girl who may become her future daughter-in-law.

"No, I didn't say anything, it's not early, mother, I'm going to sleep."

Zhiheng Niang also smiled, shook her head and said, "This kid." ”

Sang Zhiheng hurriedly ran back to his room and immediately plugged in the door.

He gasped for air, as excited as a child had gotten the toy of his dreams.

"This girl is mine!" Sang Zhiheng clenched his fists and said to himself with a smile.

The next important work to be done is to go into the space to pick grapes.

Sang Zhiheng lay down on the bed with a smile, and then focused his thoughts on the jade pendant.

Opening his eyes again, he had entered the space.

Entering and exiting the space is already a familiar thing for Sang Zhiheng.

The three houses, which were originally relatively small, have now become much larger, and the nanmu boxes in the corners are also larger than before.

Walking out of the house, Sang Zhiheng looked at his small courtyard and felt very happy.

"My grapes, my well, although the space seems a little empty, but with these two things, there is also a bit of life."

The space has doubled in size since the last upgrade, and the vines and wells in the space have not grown.

The vines are still the same, they can harvest 30 catties of high-quality grapes every day, and the well is also the same, and there is water more than ten centimeters below the wellhead, and it will never be dry.

After entering the space, Sang Zhiheng first went to the wellhead and drank a few well waters.

This well water is a good thing, since I discovered this mysterious space, every day I drink well water, I feel refreshed, very comfortable, and my body is very healthy, even if I have a cold.

After drinking enough well water, Sang Zhiheng took out the woven bag from his pocket and began to pick grapes.

While picking grapes and whistling, Sang Zhiheng looked very happy.

However, Sang Zhiheng suddenly thought of Li Ling.

Li Ling is the first girl who makes her heart pound, but she knows that it is not love at all. High school, an era that will be reminiscent for a lifetime, the love that grows in the cracks of heavy schoolwork, is only a few. Of course, what can blossom and bear fruit is indeed worthy of envy.

Li Ling didn't seem to be happy, she wanted to help her but couldn't do anything, thinking of this, Sang Zhiheng's heart suddenly became heavy.

After a few minutes, Sang Zhiheng didn't think of a way to help the other party, so he shook his head helplessly, and said to himself: "That's it, everyone has their own life, how can a person who is not a great supernatural person change his life against the sky?" ”

Then, he continued to pick the bunches of grapes from the space trellis.

There is no day or night in the space, and every time you come in, the light is always so bright. When I looked up, I didn't see the shadow of the sun, and the clouds of varying thickness made the sky very light, but there was no sun.

After picking the grapes, Sang Zhiheng sat on the threshold of the door of the space room, looked at his mysterious little courtyard, and began to think about another thing.

The harvest of his vineyard is about to begin, and he has to hire grape pickers.

"Picking 1,400 catties of grapes a day, the grapes are hung on the shelf, and you have to hold your head high when picking, in addition to being careful, it is also a waste of physical strength. It takes me more than an hour to pick 30 pounds of grapes a day, and I feel a little tired. If you hire a big girl and a little daughter-in-law, it's good to let them pick 60 pounds a day. Harvesting 1,400 catties of grapes that day required more than 20 people. ”

Sang Zhiheng took a piece of chalk and counted the accounts on the ground at the entrance of the space.

"At present, the wages of migrant workers here generally range from 120 to 160 yuan a day, and grape picking is hard work, and the average daily income of grape pickers should reach 160 yuan. According to the calculation that a person picks 60 catties a day, the total is the labor cost of 2 yuan 6 per catty. The grapes themselves sell at a high price, so give the workers a little more wages, according to the labor cost of 3 yuan per catty. In this way, the labor cost for a day is 4,200 yuan, and according to the purchase price of 30 yuan per catty signed with Zhang Hai, my income will be 42,000 yuan a day. There are also too many profits for this day. ”

After settling the account, Sang Zhiheng wiped all the numbers on the ground with his feet.

"After the grape harvest this month, I will have money." Putting the grapes into the nanmu box, he crossed his waist and muttered to himself.

Then he walked straight to the gossip circle in the middle of the room and sat down cross-legged.