"Brother, it's time to sleep, why are you still dressed?"

"Uh...... You go to sleep first, and my brother will sit down for a while and think about something. ”

Wang Rou's clothes, three times five divided by two, took off cleanly, ran around on the bed naked, and laughed very heartlessly.

Obviously there is no reason, but she laughs so happily, I really don't understand how she entertains herself and can be so happy.

Wang Zhe didn't have any preparation, but his sister threw himself right from behind and almost fell off the edge of the bed.

After the pounce...... She jumped and ran to the other side, and fell on the bed again, and learned to bark from the puppy, and without a few sounds, it changed to the bleating of a goat. Just a ten-year-old child, too energetic.

Wang Rou is too young, she seems more innocent in this information-blocked world, and she can jump around in front of her brother nakedly, maybe in her eyes, this is normal, and it is natural.

But this scene is very embarrassing for Wang Zhe. Although the two are not brothers and sisters, they are real cousins and cousins, and they are close in blood.

Wang Rou is actually the daughter of Wang Zhe's uncle, and when Wang Zhe's father was still there, her life was quite wealthy. Overwhelmed, the uncle, who had too many children in the family, gave Xiaorou, who was only three years old, to his sister to raise.

The years are like flowing water, and it has been seven years in the blink of an eye.

Since his father's death, Wang Xiaoer's New Year has been celebrated at home, and every year is not as good as a year.

I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to find my daughter-in-law's mother in the future, so I moved my mind to treat Xiaorou as a child daughter-in-law, and after discussing it with my younger brother, I made up my mind.

The uncle felt that he had never raised Xiaorou since he was a child, and his sister was really bitter, so he was happy to see his daughter marry her nephew. Cousins and sisters get married, kiss and kiss, why oppose it, it's obviously a good thing.

Wang Rou didn't know much about marrying her brother when she grew up, and Wang Zhe only felt abrupt when she first got the news, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

There are many examples of cousins being together, and even the norm in remote villages.

With his immature mind, his daughter-in-law and sister are almost the same, and they must be loved well.

The current Wang Zhe is different from the past, strictly speaking, it is the soul of the earth that dominates.

Although cousins still marry in the 21st century on earth, that is just an exception.

Even in this world, Wang Zhe is reluctant to cultivate without going to the German orthopedic department, because there is a high probability that all the consequences will be evil.

After Mendel discovered the law of heredity, he once advocated that people should not marry close relatives, but he did not bother to obey it and married his cousin. As a result, they were either crooked melons and cracked dates, or unlucky children with genetic defects.

Zhang Hua in the village is very beautiful, with black hair, a small face and a clean face, and her eyes are always wide open, blinking when she sees people.

Such a girl, but not cute, because she is drooling while winking at you.

Eight or nine-year-old children can't pretend to bite their fingers to engage in temptation. She is uncontrollably drooling, and the 'stupid' in the word "stupid" is for her, very silly and naïve.

The reason for the fact that she became an unlucky child was that her close relatives were married.

Blowing out the oil lamp, Wang Zhe slept in his clothes, and when his sister turned over like an octopus holding him, he did not push his sister away. This is a persistent problem that cannot be solved overnight, and it is necessary to take it slowly, and to get the mother and sister to change from the fundamental point of view.

A younger sister is a younger sister, not a child daughter-in-law.

When he got up in the morning, his sister was still asleep, and Wang Zhe carried a thin bamboo pole of five or six meters and went out with fishing gear.

Looking at the sun position, it is about seven o'clock in the morning. The sun had fully risen, and the farmers had already gone down to the fields, taking advantage of the fact that the morning was not very hot, to deal with the weeds. The wheat is heading and filling, and the land does not have extra fertility for the growth of a pest grass with a large height and a large bead.

The dew in the grass had not yet dried, wetting Wang Zhe's trouser legs, but for his sister to be able to eat the fat fish in the grass pond, these could be endured.

In comparison, Zhang Hu worked harder. As soon as the morning dawned, he was lifted from the bed by his tiger father to meditate, allowing him to feel the aura of heaven and earth.

This kind of abuse began when he was eight years old, and he felt it for three years, and Feng said that the purple qi came from the east, and he didn't even feel the faint sense of qi.

Half an hour later, Zhang Hu moved his numb hands and feet and was called to eat. However, this is not over, after dinner, he has to follow his tiger father to practice the Zhang family boxing method for an hour.

Huzi had breakfast, but the Wang family did not. Wang Zhe's family only eats two meals, which is the first meal at ten o'clock and another meal at four or five o'clock.

Wang Zhe was struggling with his and his sister's first meal at this time. Hooking the hook with earthworms dug up from the edge of the pond, Wang Zhe sat quietly on a large bluestone, believing that he would have a good harvest today.

There are many fish in the grass pond, such as saprovorous loaches, omnivorous carp, silver carp, and small grass carp that eat duckweed.

Wang Zhe had caught fish in the past, but most of them were palm-sized crucian carp, not the palms of adults, but his own.

What's even more speechless is that there are not many of them, only three or four, just enough to cook soup.

Even so, my sister can be happy. She has no resistance to fresh and delicious fish soup.

The goose feather float continued to shake, and the bamboo pole in his hand suddenly sank, and the line was straightened. Wang Zhe knew in his heart that this was a fish that had been hooked, and he should still be a big guy.

Suddenly flicking the bamboo pole, the ball hanging from the fishing line was thrown to the grass on the shore.

When I got closer, it was a carp, bigger than an adult's palm, weighing more than a catty.

Wang Zhe smiled, plucked a few hairy grasses, condensed them into small strands, stuffed them into its grape-sized mouth, passed through the gills, tied a knot, and threw them into the grass on the shore.

In the past, there have been big fish that have been hooked, but they have always been easily escaped. Now with barbs, the effect is different.

Of course, there are other reasons why fish are rarely caught in the first place. The hook was too big and too rough, there was no float, and the bait was eaten up without even knowing it.

Now, the fishing gear with all the barbs of the fish float is not easy to catch against these stupid fish.

According to the memories of this world, it seems that there are really spirits in heaven and earth. But the fish in the grass pond in Dahuai Village are absolutely not fine, and even stupid, but in the last life, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there is no demon paradise, and the fish have all become fine.

Hang the bait, cast the hook, reel the rod, and take the fish.

Silver carp, grass carp, carp.

What excites Wang Zhe the most is that he even caught a yellow eel, slippery, just the right thickness!

Time passed quietly in the temperature gradually increased, the willows were green, and the insects were chirping.

Carrying a small bamboo pole and a string of fish, Wang Zhemei walked back.

Passing by a wheat field, a flock of pheasants was startled. Looking at the flocks of fat pheasants, his eyes were almost straight, this can't be domestic, right?

As a good young man who passed through the foodie empire, how could he bear to let go of these delicious foods running in the fields? The scene of the pheasant sandwiched by the iron clamp is directly in front of the eyes.

Ah, don't run, don't run, come to the pot!!