In a small village in the south of the Yangtze River, the villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset as usual, and their lives are plain but very comfortable.

In an ordinary farming village in the southwest corner of the village, a young woman is a little nervous today.

Because someone told her that the man she liked in her heart seemed to like her too, and he might confess to her today.

So, today, when she saw him, her face turned red, she lowered her head, and she didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

Looking at the girl's shyness, the man actually knew it in his heart, but deliberately pretended to be casual on his face.

"Xiao Jing, today I am going to the city and sell these firewood from Su Bo. The man carried a large bundle of firewood and smiled at the woman.

The woman was stunned, she originally thought that the man would come to confess to herself today, but she didn't expect to usher in such a sentence.

So she was a little displeased, turned her head, and snorted, "Whatever you want." Then deliberately did not look at the man.

The man chuckled in his heart, and then left the room as if he didn't care about anything.

When he walked to the entrance of the village, a six-year-old boy jumped up in front of the man, cracked his mouth and smiled: "Brother Cheng An, has Sister Jing'er been moved by you to cry?"

As soon as the boy's voice fell, he heard a click, and ate a chestnut in the man's heavy hand.

"I said bottle, you talk a lot, did you tell Xiao Jing everything? Tell you, in the future, when I go to the city, I won't buy you sugar gourds again, you big-mouthed monster." The man glared at the boy fiercely, so angry that the boy pouted and burst into tears.

"Brother Cheng An, you are a bad person, and the bottle will ignore you anymore. With that, the boy ran back to the house crying.

"Hey, bottle, brother is joking, don't care. The boy's behavior was somewhat unexpected by the man, and he hurriedly shouted at the boy who ran away.

But the boy ran so fast that he didn't hear the man's cry at all.

"Hey, I said Cheng An, don't be like a child, this baby is like this, just cry, don't coax him. At this time, a middle-aged man came to the man with a hoe, bumped him lightly, and asked with a sly smile, "How is it?"

After listening to Dahan's words, the man felt a pimple in his heart, and he already regretted telling the bottle about his confession plan yesterday.

"Bottle, you big mouth, when the matter is done, see how I clean you up!"

After secretly screaming in his heart, he pretended to look inexplicable, and said to the big man: "Uncle Xiang, what do you mean by this? Why did Xiao Jing cry for no reason? Could it be that she was injured?"

Seeing the man's appearance, Uncle Xiang snickered again and waved his hand at the man: "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything." ”

After speaking, Uncle Xiang carried the hoe and walked in the direction of the farmland outside the village.

After seeing Uncle Xiang leave, the man smiled happily and stepped out of the village gate.

At last he turned his head to look at the village again, his eyes filled with endless joy.

An hour later, the man appeared in a small town near the village, found a shop, sold all the firewood on his body, exchanged it for two taels of silver, and then went straight to the largest rouge shop in the city.

"Yo, this handsome little brother, buy rouge for your lover, come on, come on, we have a new batch of high-grade rouge in the shop, there must be something you like." As soon as the man stepped into the shop, the fat shopkeeper greeted him with a smile on her face and led him to a row of extremely delicate boxes.

"This one is jasmine-flavored, and it costs ten taels. The shopkeeper pointed to one of the boxes and smiled at the man.

The man shook his head.

"This one is rose-flavored, and it costs twenty taels. The shopkeeper pointed to another box and said with a smile.

The man shook his head anyway.

The shopkeeper frowned, glanced at the man, quickly pulled the other party to the back room, pointed to a box of rouge carved with shining pearls, and said: "This handsome little brother is not an ordinary person at first glance, I will not introduce you to those ordinary and cheesy varieties outside, come, this box is the treasure of our town store, integrating the fragrance of seven hundred and forty-nine kinds of exotic flowers and plants, there is such a box in the world, not expensive, only sold for eight hundred and eighty-eight taels, I think this little brother is a caring person, today the old lady vomited blood and sold it, discounted to make up a whole, eight hundred taels sold to you." ”

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, the man picked up the rouge, opened it, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, nodded his head, and expressed his satisfaction.

Seeing the man's expression, the shopkeeper's heart blossomed, she knew that her box of treasures in the town store was taken by the man, and through the temperament of the other party observed before, this man must be a rich and noble person, and he can definitely afford the high cost of this box of rouge.

Originally, when she first bought this box of rouge, she planned to make it into a golden signature product in her store, but she didn't expect that she greatly overestimated the market demand in her small city.

In a small city with a little name, how many rich people will pay more than 800 taels for a small box of rouge.

Therefore, this box of rouge has been sitting for more than two months, and no one has cared about it.

But today, she really met a nobleman.

So at this time, her heart was happy, her face was also happy, and she stared at the man intently.

After smelling the rouge, the man closed the lid and put it back in its place.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper's face stiffened, and he asked the man in disbelief: "Isn't this box worth it?"

The man shook his head with a smile and said, "The person I want to send is a fairy in the world, you don't need such rouge, you just need to give me a box of osmanthus rouge for one or two silver." ”

"Damn, what's the uncle, if you don't have any money, get out!" The man walked out of the store with the shopkeeper's heart-rending roar, but he was extremely happy, because he was holding the box of osmanthus rouge that Xiao Jing had always wanted to buy.

After coming out of the rouge shop, he went to the corner shop, bought two strings of sugar gourds, carefully wrapped them in candy wrappers, and set out on the road back to the village.

The way back seemed to be shorter than the one he had come, and in less than an hour the man was back at the gate of the village.

But when he was full of joy and wanted to shout the name of the bottle, all of a sudden, he froze in place.

The village is still the same village, but there are no people inside.

Some of the houses at the entrance of the village have been burned to the ground, and only one roof truss remains.

There were many corpses lying on the small road in the village, motionless and bleeding.

He rushed to Bottle's house, not far from the entrance of the village, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Bottle'er lying in his mother's arms, and both of them had a spear across their chests.

The man ran to the bottle and saw tears on his little face, probably still sad that he was scolding him.

"Bottle, wake up, wake up, brother, those are all joking, you see, I bought you two strings of sugar gourds, wake up. Two lines of hot tears slipped down the man's face, and he clung to the bottle and cried loudly.

At this moment, an angry roar came from the southwest corner of the village, which made the man tremble, and ran in the direction from which the sound came from desperately.

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