Wang Hongzhi came down from the show building, and his beating heart slowed down slightly.

He took out the morning tobacco pouch, rubbed it in the cigarette purse a few times, filled the tobacco leaves with the tobacco pot, and then took out the morning tobacco pouch from the tobacco purse, took out the fire sickle with his left hand, took out the velvet with his right hand, put it on the fire sickle, and hit the fire sickle in his left hand continuously with the fire sickle in his right hand, and the fire velvet was ignited by the spark of the fire sickle.

Wang Hongzhi put the fire sickle in his right hand into his coat pocket, then pressed the lit velvet to the tobacco leaves of the tobacco pouch pot, and then took a few puffs, and the dry tobacco leaves were ignited. Then he put the two scythes in a holster and kept them.

It was only at this time that Wang Hongzhi's heart completely stabilized. He opened the curtain and walked into the room, and saw Zhao Yuanwai smoking a hookah under the lamp.

Zhao Yuanwai saw Wang Hongzhi who walked in, and asked with a smile on his face: "Send it on?" ”

"Well, send it up, and I will send water to Miss every day in the future." Wang Hongzhi said flatteringly.

"It's hard for you." Zhao Yuanwai said, "Poof! He blew out a hookah cannon, and the smoke fell to the ground. Zhao Yuanwai put down the hookah, picked up the tea bowl on the table, took a sip, and asked Wang Hongzhi the question he didn't finish just now.

Wang Hongzhi also answered one by one, Zhao Yuanwai was very satisfied after hearing it, nodded and smiled, and praised: "Okay, with your such intentions, I am relieved." You go to bed early. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, I'm leaving." Wang Hongzhi turned around and walked out of Zhao Yuanwai's room, his feet couldn't help but speed up, and in his heart, he suddenly thought of a particularly interesting thing, that is, peeking at Miss Zhao Cuicui's bath. He still remembers clearly from which angle he could see clearly.

When he returned to the backyard, he turned directly to the way to the thatched house, and when he was about to reach the thatched house, he heard a coughing sound coming from the thatched house, and he heard that the coughing sound was the elder worker Lao Li, an old bachelor who was more than ten years older than him.

Wang Hongzhi immediately hid under the ground of the vegetable field, waiting for Lao Li to go back, and then he went up to the wall to watch Miss Zhao Cuicui's bath. At this moment, several mosquitoes came looking for the smell of sweat on his body, and after circling the top of his head a few times, they directly stabbed him on the face, neck and hands, and he reached out and killed the one on his neck, and the other two mosquitoes were frightened at once.

These two mosquitoes were not fuel-efficient lamps, and in retaliation for his actions, a group of mosquitoes gathered from elsewhere and "buzzed" around him. Seeing that the momentum was not good, he turned and ran back to their long workshop.

Although it was hot in the long workshop, it was not bitten by mosquitoes. Wang Hongzhi lay on his bed for a while, and Wang Hongzhi, who didn't see Lao Li coming back and waiting, was upset, and walked out of the room impatiently, and listened to the thatched house, but there was no movement.

He thought that Lao Li was no longer there, so he came to the thatched house. Just when he was not far from the hut, he heard "Meow! "Meow!" A few cat meows.

Wang Hongzhi could hear the cat's meow, which was pretended to be by a person, as if it was Lao Li's voice.

"Heh, what is this old guy doing?" Wang Hongzhi curiously hid behind the bean robe. After hearing the cat's meow, there was no sound, and only a moment later, a woman's voice came, "You little kitten, you want to eat fishy again?" ”

Wang Hongzhi heard it, this was Widow Xiao's voice.

"Ah, these two have a story!"

Wang Hongzhi looked at the thatched house and saw that half of Lao Li's body had leaned out of the courtyard wall.