Who is Song Wenhao?

I heard that the leaders of the county have invited people who do not move, they have great military achievements, they are majestic, and they are all big officials who are hugging each other wherever they go, but now they are being scolded by his sister pointing their noses.

"Writer, don't be impulsive."

Lin Qianqian rushed over, grabbed Song Wenhao's arm and begged, "Wenjun didn't mean it, you dissipate your anger, don't be angry." ”

Saying that, she looked at Song Wenjun, "Sister, are you going to the county seat?" Let's go together. ”

"Okay, you help me carry the burden."

Just as the boat came, Song Wenjun stared at Lin Qianqian intently, "Hurry up, aren't you going together?" ”

"You pick it yourself, why do you want Qianqian to help you?"

Song Wenhao was furious, glared at her fiercely, and took Lin Qianqian's hand and left quickly.

"Wenhao, no matter how you say it, Wenjun is also our sister......"

"Don't speak for her, how many times have I told you, that girl is very bad-hearted, bullying you in a different way, being kind to her is cruel to yourself, don't pity her."

"But ......"

Lin Qianqian looked back, Song Wenjun was still standing in place, looking at her coldly, the smile on the corner of her mouth was very ...... Uncanny.

She shuddered involuntarily, and from beginning to end, her gaze never stayed on Lu Jiaming's body.

Song Wenjun stayed last to get on the boat, and Uncle Li first helped her carry two baskets of seafood onto the ship, and she took Lu Jiaming's hand and guided him to the deck.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I heard the seagulls calling."

Lu Jiaming was very excited, since he was blind, he had never left the island.

"Jiaming, you'll regain your sight."

She stood at the stern of the boat, watching the island grow farther and farther away from her, and began to survey the terrain around her.

The island is in the shape of an ingot, the two ends are high and the middle is low, and the elevation of the highest place can be seventy or eighty meters, standing in the middle of the sea.

To her surprise, there was a small island about a dozen miles away from the island.

"Uncle, is there anyone living on that island?"

Last night, the old woman brought back some fish, and she told him that Song Wenjun was very good at getting along, and Uncle Li's impression of her changed a lot.

After experiencing what happened just now, Uncle Li felt that Song Wenjun was not the shrew that everyone said, on the contrary, he felt that Song Wenjun was very literate, so he was happy to chat with her.

"There are no people, the conditions on that island are harsh, it rains a lot, and the wind and waves are strong, so it is difficult for fishing boats to dock."

Oh, I see.

After looking at the whole island, she walked to the bow of the boat again, and the scenery of the land came into view.

The county has a population of about 100,000, with mountains in the north and the sea in the south.

In twenty minutes, the boat docked, and the boat boss stood on the shore to charge a penny per person.

The people who came ashore all dispersed, she didn't see where Song Wenhao and Lin Qianqian went, and even if she did, she didn't care.

"Uncle Li, you take me to the market, I don't know the price, and I have to trouble you to help me palm."

"No problem, come with me."

She tied a rope around Lu Jiaming's wrist so that the two would not get separated, but fortunately, the trading place was not far away, about five or six minutes.

A slender alley, about two meters wide, has been waiting for a long time for people who want to buy seafood.

Song Wenjun found a place, and as soon as she put down her burden, someone surrounded her, and when she saw the contents of her basket, she let out an exclamation.

"What a big crab!"

Afraid that the crabs would die of lack of oxygen, she deliberately filled some seawater with a bag, and the crabs who tied their feet were honest, and they all obediently lay in the bag and spit bubbles.