Although the conditions are simple, most of the people are of relatively low quality, but they are honest, they do not have the indifference of the city people in the previous life, and the villagers love to gossip, but at the same time, they are also enthusiastic to help.

The most important thing is that everything in ancient times was the most natural.

The air is fresh, there is no pollution, chicken, duck, fish, fruits and vegetables are all organic, without any chemical or pharmaceutical ingredients, living in such an environment, as long as the conditions permit, there is no need to think that it is a long life.

Qiao Xiaowan ate organic vegetables, thought about it, and said to Li Sanmei: "Mother, I plan to go to the town tomorrow." ”

Li Sanmei paused while eating: "What are you doing in town?" ”

Qiao Xiaowan coquettishly: "Mother, I haven't been to the town since I was a child." ”

She was born a fool, and her parents were afraid that she would be deceived when she went out, or that something would happen, the original owner, Qiao Xiaowan, had always been in Changhe Village and had never gone out.

Li Sanmei was stunned for a moment, her eyes were distressed, yes, her daughter has never been to the town since she was a child.

Li Sanmei thought for a while and said, "Then let my brother accompany you tomorrow, my mother will ask the villagers to renovate the roof tiles tomorrow, and you will go to the town to buy some meat, buy something to eat and come back, and entertain some of those hired workers." ”

It takes at least a day to ask someone to renovate the roof tiles, in addition to giving money, but also to pack food, and the daughter goes to the town just in time to buy something by the way.

Qiao Xiaowan smiled sweetly: "Thank you, mother!" ”

After coming to another world for so many days, I can finally go and see what this town is like, and the most important thing is that Qiao Xiaowan wants to make money.

Since she heard her mother say that the dishes in the restaurants in the town are not as good as her own, she plans to sell a love book and exchange it for some pocket money.

Thinking that she could go to the town tomorrow, Qiao Xiaowan was in good spirits.

After dinner, Qiao Xiaowan's mother and daughter cleaned up the ancestral house carefully, except for the roof tiles leaking and leaking, they only waited for someone to get it done tomorrow, and the entire ancestral house was neatly and neatly tidied up by them.

Luckily it didn't rain tonight, otherwise the whole house would have been in chaos.

Once you've sorted out, it's time to get ready for sleep.

Moved two beds from Lao Qiao's house, the ancestral house has three rooms, Qiao Xiaowan and Qiao Wenjing finally don't have to squeeze into one bed, Li Sanmei borrowed a few big planks from Lizheng's house, and set up a few benches under the planks, so that it becomes a plank bed, and when it is made, it is a warm bed.

Qiao Xiaowan finally has her own independent room and bed, so she doesn't have to squeeze in the same bed with her younger brother Qiao Wenjing.

Night.

The insects in the back mountain, accompanied by the murmuring of the stream not far away, and the beautiful sound in the tranquility of nature, are like a night song blowing people to sleep.

Qiao Xiaowan had already climbed into bed, shrunk in the quilt, feeling the empty bed next to her, remembering that she had been squeezed into the same bed with her younger brother these days, and she felt like she was used to it, and suddenly she slept by herself, and she was not used to it.

Thinking of Qiao Wenjing's handsome and unparalleled little face, this younger brother has slept with him for more than ten years, can he sleep by himself?

Qiao Xiaowan fell asleep in a daze when she thought about it, she was originally an independent woman, and of course she was more comfortable sleeping alone.

As Qiao Xiaowan thought, Qiao Wenjing in the next room couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, he had slept with his sister since he could remember, at least six or seven years, these six or seven years spent sleeping alone in the same bed, Qiao Wenjing has become accustomed to the feeling of having one more person in bed.

Now that the bed is sleeping alone, it is obviously not crowded, but Qiao Wenjing feels uncomfortable in his heart, his sister's breath is not there, as if a corner is missing in his heart, and he is very worried.

Is it possible to get into my sister's bed?