White Lotus Drops Mathura Field [Transmigration Book]

Qin Zhizhou rubbed his temples, he was insane. Is she so hungry and thirsty that she fantasizes about Little Bailian?

I must have been soaking in water for too long, and my brain was flooded.

Qin Zhizhou forced himself to look away and look at other people.

Wei Xiangxia pursed his lips and remained silent. He had carefully observed Yan Le, and imitated Yan Le's right leg and put it in the basin first.

Before the person turned in, the water chestnut was kicked away by his foot first, and it drifted away in a circle.

Wei Xiangxia plunged into the water, chasing the water chestnut basin farther and farther.

Yan Le sat cross-legged in the basin, laughing and leaning back and forth. Unexpectedly, extreme joy gave rise to sadness. She lost her balance and plunged into the water, splashing more than half a meter high.

He got out of the water, shook his head gracefully, and the fine water droplets splashed in all directions. The people around him couldn't dodge in time, and were splashed all over their faces.

When Yan Le opened his eyes, he was surrounded by angry crowd.

Yan Le quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Sisters, Brother Shao, I was wrong."

"You don't hit people in the face!"

Four hands pressed Yan Le's head together and plunged into the water, a string of bubbles popped up under the water...

After tossing and tossing for a long time, the man finally sat on the water chestnut basin and rowed towards the center of the lake.

The sky was as blue as washing, the lake water was shimmering, the air was fresh and humid, Qin Zhizhou was singing vigorously, and the moving voice flowed from his lips and teeth, echoing on the rippling lake.

Everyone was intoxicated by the wonderful singing, except Ni Qing.

She realized that this was a good opportunity to pull on Yunci.

Ni Qing rowed to Yunci, with a false smile: "Xiaoci, let's sing with Sister Qin."

Qin Zhizhou's song was quite difficult, if she was in her original form, she would definitely not be able to sing it. Although it was easy for her, Yun Ci didn't have the desire to sing. With a vigorous stroke of her arms, she cut through the waves and disappeared in a flash.

Yun Ci shouted from ahead: "I don't want to sing, Sister Ni Qing."

Ni Qing thought that Yunci was avoiding because she was afraid of making a fool of herself, and she was secretly proud that there would be many opportunities to stimulate her to sing in the future, but she didn't believe that Yunci would keep hiding.

The two fans are tearing apart:

[Worthy of being a variety show singer, Yun Ci, who can run as fast as she sings]

[Ni Qing is so ugly, Yunci is genuine, and Ni Qing is a high imitation]

[Singing skills haven't improved for so many years, are you afraid of being ashamed and running away? 】

[Ni Qing is a high imitation]

[Hehe, you can show your face when you cook it. In ten years, I will see what you can brag about]

【Ni Qing high imitation】

The other fans couldn't stand it anymore, and they all left the stage to criticize.

When the water chestnut basins converge in the middle of the lake, the competition officially begins. Yunci sits cross-legged in the water chestnut basin, leaning forward slightly, maintaining a balance that will not tilt too much and fall into the water, but also can get the water chestnut.

She grabbed a water chestnut and turned it upside down. The water chestnut hung on it, with two pointed horns like ox horns.

Yunci unscrewed the water chestnut, broke off the purple-red shell, revealing the milky white flesh, stuffed it into the mouth, it was crunchy, tender, and a little sweet.

She moved forward along a straight line and finally picked half a pot.

Just as Yunci straightened her waist and was about to take a breath, the Lingpen suddenly shook violently.

Yun Ci turned her head and saw Yan Le was poking her pot with a green bamboo pole in her hand.

Yan Le beamed brightly: "Sister Yun Ci, for the sake of our team's victory, I can only sacrifice you first."

He had discussed the strategy with Ni Qing a long time ago. Ni Qing stayed away to pick water chestnuts, and he went to interfere with others. Just now Yan Le successfully overturned Shao Yu's water chestnut. Shao Yu chased him for 10 minutes but failed to catch up.

Now the water chestnuts in the cloud porcelain basin are piled up into hills, so it's time to start.

The cloud porcelain water chestnut basin swayed from side to side. She sat in the middle carefully, holding on to the edge of the basin. She also thought about running away. If she leaned over to paddle, the wooden basin would definitely lose its balance. Her water chest was overturned.

At that time, even the person and water chestnut fell into the water together, and the results of a half-day effort will be ruined.

Yan Le held a bamboo pole with arrogance, and the wind was loud as the bamboo pole swung across.

Yun Ci's hands were sore, Yan Le poked hard, and her basin almost fell over.

Yun Ci screamed in fright: "Ah——"

The scream startled Qin Zhizhou, she jumped into the water without hesitation, dived to the side of Yan Le, got out from behind him, dragged the bottom of the pelvis and lifted it vigorously.

With a "plop", Yan Le and his bamboo pole fell into the water together.

Qin Zhizhou wrapped his arms around Yan Le's neck, and sneered, "Boy, you're so arrogant."

Yan Le howled miserably: "Ah, Sister Qin, I was wrong, it hurts, hurts, hurts."

Qin Zhizhou slowly let go of his arms, and Yan Le ran away.

Qin Zhizhou waved his hands at Yunci, his thick long hair was soaked in water and stuck to his neck, and water droplets hung on his feather-like eyelashes, shining brightly in the sun.

Yun Ci's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and she waved at Qin Zhizhou at a loss.

Qin Zhizhou didn't stop doing anything, and overturned the water chestnut basins of Ni Qing and Wei Xiangxia, and they fell into the lake one by one like dumplings.

The sun was gradually rising, and the game was coming to an end.

Qin Zhizhou swam to Yun Ci's side, and protected her as she walked towards the shore, being careful of other people who wanted to sneak up on her.

Her brows and eyes were sharp and her eyes were burning. For a while, no one dared to come forward, so they could only stay behind.

It wasn't until the two of them landed smoothly that the rest of the people got out of the water one after another.

The director glanced at the three piles of water chestnuts and announced: "The final winners are Qin Zhizhou and the Yunci team. The winning team will get special treatment and learn how to sew purses tomorrow. The losing team will have three men to carry the sedan chair and the women to be matchmakers." .”

The director's words hit Ni Qing like a bolt from the blue, and the program crew really went all out for the ratings.

Ni Qing tucked the hair from her ears back, smiled softly, and secretly scolded the program crew for being mentally ill.

The little fairy girl she had managed to maintain would be completely ruined if she put on a matchmaker outfit and had a mole on her face. She had already thought about the grand occasion of attending the wedding tomorrow with emojis flying all over the sky.

Early the next morning, everyone except Qin Zhizhou and Yun Ci was taken away to help.

After breakfast, Yun Ci and Qin Zhizhou went to Grandma Liu's house in the village to learn how to sew purses.

Grandma Liu's house is simple and clean. There is no furniture in the huge living room. There are a few futons on the clean floor, and three round sewing baskets next to them.

Grandma Liu's gray hair was combed back into a bun and tied up in a net, and she could smell the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus when she got close.

Yunci greeted sweetly: "Grandma Liu, your hair smells so good."

Grandma Liu laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, she pulled Yun Ci to sit down: "I put on sweet-scented osmanthus oil, it's delicious, and young people don't use this anymore."

"No wonder it smells so good."

"The little girl is so handsome, are you married yet?"

Yun Ci knelt on the futon: "Not yet."

"how old are you?"

"Grandma, I'm twenty this year."

"Twenty, that's great. Grandma has a grandson who is honest and handsome. He is about your age. Can grandma introduce it to you?"

Talking to the old man will always end up on the issue of lifelong events, Yun Ci hastily refused: "No grandma, I have no plans to get married yet, career is the most important thing."

Grandma Liu patted Yun Ci's hand, she really liked this little girl, Jing Jing was pretty and pretty, with a sweet mouth: "Oh, it's time to think about it."

"Grandma, your grandson is tall and handsome, maybe you already have a grandson-in-law, and I will bring it home for you to see during the Chinese New Year."

Qin Zhizhou knelt on the futon, listening to the questions and answers between Yun Ci and the old man with relish, admiring Yun Ci's embarrassed expression when he mentioned introducing the old man's grandson.

After chatting with the old man about Yunci, he was physically and mentally exhausted, no matter which world he was in, he would inevitably be forced to marry.

Grandma Liu gave Yun Ci and Qin Zhizhou two needlework baskets, put on her reading glasses and said, "Put the thread on first."

Yunci often embroidered cross-stitch in the past, and it was easy for her to thread needles.

She picked up the needle, twisted the end of the thread and threaded it in.

Qin Zhizhou held the needle in one hand and the thread in the other, aiming the end of the thread at the tiny needle hole and poking it in.

After wearing it four or five times in a row, I didn't get it in. Instead, the thread ends were split into three or four strands.

Just as Yun Ci was about to come to help, the system popped up like a corpse: "Please tell Qin Zhizhou, 'If you don't lick the needle before you put it in, you can't get in'"

Yunci: "???"