It is precisely because of the village flower that those old men are full of energy, and the young men are working hard, how can they usually have the opportunity to perform in front of the village flower.

An old man is listening to "Xue Rengui, the King of the Two Liaos" with a radio in his hand, Xue Rengui, who has no fixed residence, works in the Yinhuan family, which later became his wife, and eats the amount of food for six people alone, and he supports the rolling wood that the other two people can't lift, resists one on the shoulder, and clamps one under the armpit.

This is a very exciting part of Xue Rengui's marriage to Yinhuan, and everyone listened with stunned ears while working.

At the back, a tractor pulled two girders and a few logs. The two young men walked over and lifted the beam, but did not lift it, and put it down to carry the thinner logs.

At this time, the old man who had been listening to the radio spoke: "Young man, you still can't do it, if Xue Rengui is alone to wrap up all these pieces of wood, why do you need to do so much trouble?" ”

"Hehe, old man, Xue Rengui, the god of war, is just a character, and it is impossible to exist in reality."

As the young man spoke, the two men carried a log and threw it into the yard. Then he beckoned a few more people to prepare to carry the two girders together.

"Alright, don't move, I'll give you both beams!" Yang Nan took off his neat shirt outside as he spoke, and walked over shirtless.

The smooth and strong skin, the explosive but well-proportioned muscles, and the slender figure suddenly made the big girl and the little daughter-in-law look at each other in unison.

"So sturdy, so clean!"

"It's so slippery!"

"Look at the scar there's still there, it's so manly!"

Those little rural daughters-in-law have little stars in their eyes. His skin was full of masculinity and beauty, and it was really not comparable to those tanned young men, and a scar on his chest added to him a bit of a man's savagery taste, and the little daughters-in-law who watched it did not notice that their faces were red, and the women sneered.

Muraka also looked over, looking at the man's strong and well-proportioned skin, and unconsciously a red glow flew on her face, she hurriedly turned around lightly with a red face, and for some reason her heart was like a deer thumping.

But the question is, can he resist moving wood? After all, he is not a native of the countryside, although his muscles are good, but he still can't compare with those strong men who often work, they can't do it, you can do it?

"Young man, you think you are Xue Rengui, hehe, uncle knows that you have drunk too much, just talk about it, don't be reckless." The old man said with a smile while carrying the radio.

The old Dou family built a house with so many strong laborers, and the big girls and little daughters-in-law in the village all ran out to see the excitement, I heard that Yang Nan wanted to carry two beams by himself and didn't believe it at all, three or four young men can only lift the things you can fight two by yourself, who believes it, everyone wants to see if he is bragging too much, but seeing his elegant appearance, the eyes of the big girls and little daughters-in-law with smooth backs are a little ambiguous, after all, their old men often work in the field, and their bodies are black and swarthy and incomparable with this young man.

Yang Nan smiled: "Okay, since this is the case, don't lift these woods, they all belong to me!" ”

Gao Yang and a few others looked stunned, that is, Gao Yang and Zhou Jian were very capable of fighting, and it was difficult for one person to resist a log, let alone the beam.

"Brother Nan, isn't it, do you really think of yourself as Xue Rengui? Xue Rengui: That's just a legend, how can you tell an old man to be true? Gao Yang said, wanting to find a step for Yang Nan.

Yang Nan waved his hand: "Okay, get out of the way!" ”

There was no way for a few people to dodge, everyone stared at him with round eyes, the big girls and little daughters-in-law bit their lips, after all, in their opinion, Yang Nan is still a little thin compared with those strong laborers, and the anti-logs are enough to choke, how can it be possible to resist the moving beams? Can you fight hard? That's not necessarily, there are strong men in the countryside, and I haven't seen a few who can fight.

Yang Nan didn't care about everyone's eyes, he put a work gown on his body and came to the front of the car, his right hand patted one end of the girder, and the thick girder flew up, and he was caught under the armpit as soon as he reached out, and then repeated the old trick and sandwiched another girder under the other armpit.

Seeing this situation, the applause around was thunderous, the eyes of the big girls and little daughters-in-law were full of enthusiasm, the old man just now could swallow an egg with his mouth open, I wipe, Xue Rengui really appeared.

But everyone still has a question, he now holds two beams in both hands, how can he take the other thinner logs?

In everyone's surprised eyes, Yang Nan kicked on the logs, and the logs flew up in the air, Yang Nan padded his knees, and once again reached under his arms and held them with his hands. In the blink of an eye, half of the wood on the car was missing. But there were still a few of the thinnest logs on the ground, and he had no room for them anymore.

Everyone looked at what he did, and said that no matter how capable you are, you only have two hands and two feet, how can you hold so much wood.

Yang Nan really couldn't take those fine woods in his hands anymore, although those woods were not very thick, but they were not easy to hold, he looked at the courtyard, the walls around the courtyard had been torn down, and he was ready to build a new courtyard wall with bricks.

Yang Nan kicked one end of the log with his foot, and the log flew up, and then he accurately kicked on the incision surface of the log, and the log flew into the yard like an eye.

Bang dang, bang dang!

Several logs flew up one by one and were neatly stacked in the yard, and Yang Nan transported the thicker wood in his hand and threw them together.

The applause around was like thunder, and everyone was amazed: "Young man is so powerful, it's really Xue Rengui alive!" ”

The old man with the radio came over and said, "Young man, I take back my words, Xue Rengui is the legend of the Tang Dynasty, and you are the legend of our village!" ”

"Huh!" Yang Nan smiled and didn't respond, he shook a thousand pounds with one arm, what is this thing, the main thing is that it is not easy to take.

"Brother Yang, I'm tired, wipe your sweat!" Over there, the village flower Xiuxiu walked over and helped Yang Nan wipe the sweat on her face with a snow-white towel. Hehe, in fact, there is no sweat on his face, not a drop of sweat.

Everyone is a little envious, you see, who Xiuxiu usually wipes sweat for, but now that everyone is not sweating, Xiuxiu went over to wipe it, envious of the dead person.

Xiuxiu also realized that Yang Nan was not sweating on his face, and suddenly a red glow flew on his face.

"Huh?" Yang Nan's gaze suddenly froze on the pendant on her chest, this is ...... Spirit stones? Yang Nan was overjoyed, and subconsciously grabbed the jade pendant on her chest, but the tentacles were white and greasy, with a hint of surprising softness.

"Brother Yang!" Xiuxiu exclaimed, shyly took a step back and her pink cheeks were red, if it was an ordinary person, the village flower girl's little slap would have been slapped a long time ago, but now she only feels very ashamed, her heart is pounding, and her face is red and hot.

(End of chapter)