Instead of letting it collapse and turn into mud, it is better to repair and repair it, and it can still live in people.

Jiang Cheng'er had the idea of living here, if she could move over with her mother and two younger sisters, away from Jiang drunkards and the messy people and things of the family, it would be great.

Look at the brand-new bamboo house nearby, which is much more magnificent than the thatched house, beautiful and generous, warm in winter and cool in summer.

Well, when we have money, we will also build a bamboo house, so that my mother and two sisters can live more comfortably.

Jiang Cheng'er laughed at herself, the thick noodles are almost uneaten, don't think so much about it first.

Having said that, if people don't have ideals, what's the difference between them and salted fish, think about why not, and encourage yourself.

Jiang Cheng'er walked in front of the bamboo house, and suddenly saw a tall black horse, leisurely gnawing on grass.

She was pleasantly surprised, she really wanted to be a god, and she was worried about where to go to pull the horse's tail hair to make a toothbrush, and it appeared.

Jiang Cheng'er has no research on horses, and she doesn't know if this is a dirt horse or the legendary thousand miles horse. Just look at it tall and strong, with a shiny coat, much more majestic than the horse that the rich man led out all day long to show off.

The horses squinted in the sun, ate happily, and looked quite docile.

Jiang Cheng'er crept slowly behind it, and kept whispering "Good horse".

When it was an arm's length, Jiang Cheng'er stretched out his arm, and his fingertips just touched the horse's tail, and the situation changed abruptly. The horse jerked its hind hooves and kicked at Jiang Cheng'er.

Jiang Cheng'er hurriedly retreated sideways to avoid it, obediently, these long legs are very flexible.

The horse missed, snorted and roared and turned around, and the quiet "beautiful man" instantly turned into an angry beast, his front hooves raised high, and he swooped towards Jiang Cheng'er with unstoppable force.

Jiang Cheng'er was so shocked that she sat on the ground, and the two rolled in embarrassment, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

If it weren't for the reins blocking the horse, she would have died today.

The door of the bamboo house creaked, and a tall and handsome man in black walked out, his face cold and without a trace of expression.

Jiang Cheng'er raised her head from the dust, and the two of them looked at each other, both stunned.

"It's you! Dumb beautiful man. Jiang Cheng'er was surprised, got up from the ground with a grunt, and patted the dust on her body.

Hearing this strange title, the black-clothed man Han Baichuan's iceberg expression did not change, but he was annoyed in his heart, and he met this female flower thief again.

She is really not a good person, today she sneakily came to steal horses, female flower thieves, female horse thieves, well-deserved female thieves!

To be able to escape from the galloping hooves of his steed is her fate.

Seeing his disdainful eyes, Jiang Cheng'er was annoyed, he was almost kicked to death by his horse, even if he didn't say anything, at least he should have some normal reaction.

Seeing him like this, I guess I misunderstood her again, a self-righteous stinky man.

"I'm just plucking a few horse hairs, not stealing your horse. And last time, I saved you with artificial respiration, not kissed you. Jiang Cheng'er had to explain clearly, and I didn't know if he could hear it.

Hum! Plucking horsehair, you can't even make up lies, who will believe it.

Thinking of the first kiss she was taken away, Han Baichuan was angry and didn't fight anywhere, it would be good if she didn't kill her, she still dared to mention this stubble. I don't know about the shy, shameless female thief!

Han Baichuan was scolded, his face became more and more cold, and he pointed at Jiang Cheng'er coldly, signaling her to disappear from his eyes quickly.

"Dumb man, iceberg man, facial paralysis man! I've never seen you like this, not only do you not thank the life-saving benefactor, but you also feel resentment, you ...... You're unreasonable! ”

Jiang Cheng'er was so angry by his rudeness that she scolded loudly, gesturing indiscriminately with her hands, and playing sign language that even she didn't understand.

Han Baichuan looked at her coldly, only to see her pointing her mouth for a while, touching her face for a while, and puffing her cheeks for a while, her movements and expressions were very rich, and she danced with her hands, just like singing.

is still a harlequin, his face is so black that he doesn't need makeup, and he has a grass leaf on his head, which is ridiculous.

Let's perform by myself, Han Baichuan turned around impatiently, left her and left.

"Hey, you're not allowed to go!" Jiang Cheng'er was really suffocated, so angry that she stomped her feet, ran to the front and opened her arms to stop him.

Unexpectedly, he ran too quickly, and when he turned around, he couldn't retract his momentum, and suddenly threw himself into his arms, and hugged him tightly out of inertia.

Aha, the iceberg man's face is cold, and his body is quite warm.

Jiang Cheng'er looked up, and from this angle, she first saw his graceful curved chin, and then up was his plump and moist red lips and high nose bridge. The slightly raised beautiful phoenix eyes exude a light that blends coldness and gurgling, which is particularly charming.

His facial features are extremely exquisite, and he can't find a single flaw when he looks closely, jealous! Eat one's heart out!

Tsk, this skin is white and smooth, and it can be broken by blowing, which makes her envious. She couldn't help but stretch out her little black hand and wanted to touch it.

Before she could touch his cheek, she was pushed away so hard that she took a few steps back and almost fell.

Han Baichuan's face was full of disgust, and he slapped his clothes hard, but he didn't think it was clean, so he took off his coat directly.

Jiang Cheng'er opened her mouth and secretly complained, this is over, not only has the misunderstanding not been eliminated, but it has also completely confirmed the behavior of the flower thief.

It's just a matter of accidentally pounced, and it's understandable to see that people have to take a few glances. The key is to use your hands and feet and eat beautiful men's tofu, which is beyond words.

Woo, I blame myself for being cheap, and when I saw that people's skin was white, I couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

It's a fool, and I can't tell 10,000 mouths, what should I do?

Jiang Cheng'er smiled: "What, beautiful man, there is a small black spot on your face, I want to wipe it off for you." ”

A female thief full of lies and behaves frivolously. Han Baichuan became more and more disgusted, avoided her, and walked away.

"Hey, don't leave yet, I don't mean anything else, I'm just borrowing two ponytail hairs from you."

Touching his cold eyes, Jiang Cheng'er quickly turned the outstretched scissor hand into an awl.

"One is fine, yes, I'm going to use ponytail hair to make a toothbrush." Jiang Cheng'er gestured with her own mute as she spoke, explaining to him.

Han Baichuan didn't pay attention to her at all, and only rewarded him with a clear and proud back.

He strode back to the bamboo hut and slammed the door shut, as if avoiding her like a beast.

Jiang Cheng'er was left out and muttered angrily: As his savior, she doesn't want gold or silver, she just wants a horsehair, and he is reluctant to give it, he is really a miser.

If I had known, I wouldn't have saved him, and I wouldn't have to be angry. Today can be regarded as a long lesson, and in the future, we must not indiscriminately show kindness, and we must be cautious in saving people.

Without pulling it down, Jiang Cheng'er turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly heard a strange sound of "snort" coming from the bamboo house, and she didn't know what the miser was messing with.

There were few women who were not curious, and Jiang Cheng'er quietly approached the bamboo house and looked in through the half-open window.

There are not many things in the house, simple and generous, bamboo beds, bamboo tables, bamboo curtains, color coordination, elegant and simple arrangement.

On the wall hung a pair of bows and arrows and a beautiful deerskin, and he looked like a miser. No wonder you live near the woods, so it's convenient for hunting.

Jiang Cheng'er hadn't seen him in the village before, and she didn't know where he was from, so he was an outsider.

The miser was sitting on a small bamboo stool, sneering and sharpening a large knife, the tip of which was sharp and shining with cold light.

His face was calm and calm, his slender fingers pressed the knife face, his movements were skillful, and there seemed to be a trace of tenderness in his cold eyes.

Jiang Cheng'er suspected that she had seen it wrong, how could there be tenderness in the eyes of the iceberg man, maybe it was the illusion that the warm sun fell on his face.

She looked closely, it was not an illusion, his eyes were clearly full of terrifying murderous aura.

He raised his head slightly, glancing at the window as if unintentionally.

Jiang Cheng'er was startled, could it be that he sharpened his knife to kill her, no matter how he tried, he couldn't take revenge, right?

Dangerous! Run!

Jiang Cheng'er held her breath and tiptoed back.

Seeing that she was about to turn a corner and reach a safe place, Jiang Cheng'er had just breathed a sigh of relief, when she suddenly heard the sound of a bamboo window, and then something flew towards her.

Hidden weapon!

The speed was so fast that she didn't have time to dodge, and the hidden weapon shot straight at her head, and the "poof" sank into her hair.

It's over, it's over, it's going to die again!

Jiang Cheng'er's scalp was numb for a while, and her hands and feet were numb with horror, and it took a long time for her consciousness to recover from her fright, why didn't she feel pain.

She reached out and slowly touched her head, and felt a long-handled, hairpin-like hidden weapon.

She carefully took it off and looked at it, dumbfounded.

This long-handled secret vessel is made of a bamboo strip, the upper end is densely covered with small holes, inlaid with a circle of black short hairs, and the joints are wound with slender and strong silk threads.

It's nothing but a toothbrush!

Jiang Cheng'er was very shocked, and finally saw with her own eyes what the ancient toothbrush looked like, although it was not very exquisite, but it was already very good to be able to make it like this.

Jiang Cheng'er was puzzled, how could a miser have a toothbrush in his hand? You know, in ancient times, this was something for the rich.

Jiang Cheng'er doesn't know much about fabrics, and the clothes worn by the miser are ordinary, not like a rich man, but it's hard to say, people can't be good-looking.

Then again, she can think of making her own toothbrush, and so can others. The miser has ready-made things around him, bamboo chips, and horsetail hair, which are quite simple to make.

Maybe he made it himself, there are no patterns on it, it is simple and unpretentious, not like the goods sold on the market.

Jiang Cheng'er took a closer look at the toothbrush, it was clean, and there were small burrs of bamboo chips on the long handle, which were obviously newly made, and they had not yet had time to polish and smooth.

It's good that it's new, so she doesn't have to work hard to make it herself.

The iceberg man still knows how to be grateful, and his heart is not completely cold, but the way he sends things is too strange. She was almost scared to death, and thought it was a secret weapon.

I have to say that his technique is really accurate, and from such a distance, he threw the toothbrush over and inserted it into her hair with great accuracy.

Sure enough, the hunter can't be provoked, the beast and the tiger can be knocked down, if he wants to kill someone, it's even easier, why sharpen the knife.