Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

Men's friendships tend to come out of nowhere.After experiencing hardships together, the barriers between the scholars and the villagers have also disappeared a lot.

Some villagers who are about the same age as the scholars have the most obvious change in their relationship with the scholars.

No, Guo Dongzi is already wearing a scholar's clothes!

Guo Dongzi is considered to be a promising one in Dacha Village. When he was young, he had a chance. He fell into the eyes of an old carpenter at the foot of the mountain and took him in as an apprentice. A few copper plates.

These days, being an apprentice is very tough. You have to work hard for the master for ten or eight years, and you have to work with subsidized money. Many of them still can't learn any skills.To Wen Lun, it seems like a cheating thing, but in the eyes of the villagers, being able to learn a craft is already a matter of burning incense in the ancestors.I didn't see that Guo Dongzi was only fifteen now, so he made an appointment early. The girls don't want a dowry, and they want to marry with a dowry!

However, the dowry, which seemed generous at the time, is no longer considered a large sum in the eyes of Dacha villagers now.This time, half of the wall of the Guo family's house was knocked down by wild boars. Apart from some temporary inconvenience in life, they didn't care much.

"Anyway, I'm going to marry Dongzi a daughter-in-law in the coming year, and I have to cover it again, saving labor!" Dongzi's father had two or three creases on his dark face. Looking at his son dressed as a scholar, he secretly felt that his son looked like himself. , such a dress, is completely a scholar!

The clothes on Guo Dongzi's body came from his tenant, the youngest baby face scholar.Guo Dongzi blocked the wild boar for the baby face last night. He was fine, but his clothes were torn.

Although the life of the Guo family is good now, it is very distressing that the new clothes worn for the New Year are so torn.Dong Ziniang inevitably swears and curses at the prodigal.After hearing this, the scholar took out his clothes and changed them for Guo Dongzi.

The two are about the same age and shape, and the clothes fit them well.It's just a bookish bookishness, which can't be expressed by changing a piece of equipment.

Wen Lun watched Guo Dongzi bow his head and take small steps, not to mention how awkward he was.Guo Dongzi has been working at the bottom of the mountain, and he hasn't been up to the mountain for the New Year in the past two years. This is the first time Wen Lun saw him following Babyface, but Wen Lun didn't believe him when he said that he was the long follower of the schoolboys.

What does a book boy look like?Just look at his family Li Er and you will know.It's just that Li Er is now transforming into a technical talent, and his demeanor is different from that of ordinary book boys.

The villagers are now concentrated in the old temple.Eating meat belongs to eating meat. Except for the day of war and chaos, the villagers resumed their classes the next day.

This year, Dacha Village cleaned up the old temple.The old temple now looks brighter and brighter than last year.

Wen Lun sat in the old temple, before the scholars in the class started their lecture, this young man who was not at all awkward walked in.

Wen Lun didn't know Guo Dongzi, but the villagers all knew about it.Immediately burst into laughter.

"Dongzi, you are...hahahaha!"

"Hey, let's show uncle if he looks like a scholar?"

Dongzi's father felt that his son looked like a scholar. It was Guo Dongzi who was just standing, but when he walked and talked, he immediately missed the bottom line.

The scholar on the stage was also interesting. He put down the scroll in his hand and cleared his throat: "Well, we won't teach new characters today. Let's talk about etiquette, learn to walk, learn to sit."

The villagers still respected the scholars, but they were in an uproar when they heard that they were going to learn to walk and sit.Aren't they little dolls who have to learn to walk and sit?

Wen Lun's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he looked at the classroom with piercing eyes, waiting for the villagers to cry and howl.

No matter what, with etiquette, can there be good?How can you pass the test without shedding a layer of skin?Thanks to Wen Lun's strong physical memory, he was instantly depraved by being served. It would be scary to think about it if he was asked to learn it all over again.But it's not a big deal to watch the excitement, he is just shaking the little pointer in his heart now, the gentleman who made a temporary guest appearance has already flattened the corners of his mouth, and the little board was slapped.

Snapped! "Straighten your back!"

Snapped! "Outside horoscope! Walk well!"

Snapped! "Look ahead! How about picking up gold with your head down?"

Snapped! "Relax your shoulders, what's the point of pushing them up?"

Wen Lun looked at it for a while, then couldn't bear to go back.There are obviously not many problems with the walking posture, so why did even the sneaky thief come out after being slapped twice?

Wen Lun clenched his fist with his right hand, put it to his mouth and coughed lightly, even dimples appeared on his face.

Li Er followed Wen Lun and left the stage quietly with regret on his face.When they first moved here, think about how those villagers dealt with him?He was also pushed to the field.Now that they are drawn one by one, they can only smile and relieve their anger.

"So happy?"

Hearing this, Li Er saw Wen Lun looking at him with the corner of his mouth curled up, so he quickly lowered his head: "Don't dare."

Wen Lun smiled lightly: "It's okay." Evil people have their own troubles, and Li Er himself is not a cheap lamp.Since this kid learned two-handed kung fu, he has often done things like beating sacks with sacks. Bihe Cuilian is an accomplice, and he thought he was hiding it well.

The scholars not only found the joy of teaching, but also found the enthusiasm for martial arts.

The bodies of the strong men have improved a lot this winter. Although they are still sore, they are no longer unable to go to the ground.Morning class was picked up.The tea factory is as big as an open space, and the strong men fight there every morning and evening.

When the scholars saw it, they also stretched their arms and kicked their legs aside.

After Wen Lun visited once, he confidently affirmed that his martial arts were definitely better than theirs!

Then, Wen Lun started to play tricks again: "Come get a new one." The Flying Immortal is too high-end, so the dog-beating-stick method can always be used, right?How about a Changquan Baguazhang or something like that?

Xiong Da put on a straight face: "Do you really want to practice martial arts?" Playing health-preserving boxing is not very good, but the effect is also good.It can be seen that the daughter-in-law is now physically stronger and more flexible, which has significantly improved the speed of life.

Wen Lun looked at it carefully, and with that bald bear face, he warned: "Don't take out the peach that the monkey stole."

Xiong Da was full of regret, and pondered for a long time: "Pick up your vagina?"

Wen Lun's face was almost uncontrollable: "Little raccoon, let me shave you?"

"No!" Xiong Da took a big step back when he heard the words, and stuck his whole body against the door.Daughter-in-law, that's not shaving, it's shaving potatoes!Looking at the little donkey's body, one can see how skillful the daughter-in-law is... tough!

Seeing that Wen Lun was about to come over, Xiong Da hurriedly opened the door and ran outside: "Daughter-in-law, I'll cook meat for you!" He hasn't shown his wife for a long time.The daughter-in-law is getting closer and closer to that vicious Cuilian, it must be because of the food!He only knows one kind of dumpling, and Cuilian can put all kinds of dumplings on the table, so he was completely defeated.

Cuilian, who was busy in the kitchen, was kicked out by Xiong Da unceremoniously.

Cuilian was used to her husband's frequent changes, but this time she was stopped.

"Cuilian, you and Bihe are about the same age, is there anyone you like?" Get married early, and rest assured sooner.

Cuilian froze for a moment, but did not avoid the topic: "But according to my husband's orders." People like them, how can they make decisions for themselves?Be a servant in the house, and the master will appoint one when he is old.Most of the dowries like her are housekeepers for their husbands or young masters.Now, according to my husband's wishes, if I can get married, what else can I ask for?

Wen Lun, who heard the conversation between Xiong Da and Cuilian, went to the kitchen to add chaos after a while.I was blinded by choosing vegetables, and the washing water was too cold, and I was thrown on the back by Xiong Da within a few strokes.

Wen Lun awkwardly pawed Xiong Da's broad back, tilted his head to watch Xiong Da's rough cooking: "What are you doing?"

Xiong Da's neck shrank, and his voice was hoarse by Wen Lun's breath blowing past his ears: "Be you."

Wen Lun was taken aback for a moment, and Xiong Da had already carried him to the edge of the stove, and his gaze suddenly became condescending.

Xiong Da swallowed, and called out, "Wen Lun."

Wen Lun looked at the man who washed his hands and made soup for him, and suddenly smiled, holding Xiong Da's face and kissing him.

Kitchen play, so exciting!

Xiong Da quickly took over the initiative and worshiped Wen Lun's body almost devoutly. He didn't wake up like a dream until the burnt smell came out of the pot.He stared blankly at his half-dressed daughter-in-law, and couldn't believe that he almost ordered Wen Lun in the kitchen where someone might break in at any time in broad daylight.

"What is the taste?"

"Cuilian, what are you burning?"

"Is this blurry?"

"Hey, don't go in! The husband and the young master are inside!"

Wen Lun was startled, and looked down at Xiong Da lying on his waist panting heavily, and ran his fingers across Xiong Da's head and neck.

Xiong Da trembled, raised his head and said viciously: "I really want to cook you up and eat you."

Wen Lun raised his eyebrows, his smile was full of provocation.

Xiong Da covered his nose, quickly arranged his wife's clothes, put them back on the ground, quickly lifted the lid of the pot, poured a ladle of cold water into the pot with suspicious contents, and then turned his head to look at his wife with piercing eyes .

"young married woman."

"Ok?"

"We'll go to the hunter's lodge when it's spring."

"it is good."

"Just the two of us."

"Ah."

"Go back to the room and continue?"

"……it is good."

Cuilian looked at her master's gust of wind, smoothed the disheveled hair on her temples, and resigned herself to tidy up the kitchen.It seems that the eldest young master can't have dinner again today.Alas, it's better to leave a bowl of porridge warm on the stove.

The next day, Wen Lun lay peacefully on his stomach.

Many villagers wanted to lie on their stomachs, but they still went to the old temple with high spirits (shake m) and continued to be whipped!Well drawn, well drawn!

Today, all the villagers walked with their heads held high and their chests held high.As a result, before they entered the old temple, they saw the scholars holding a board, and immediately shrunk their shoulders and trembled.

Snapped! "You use your eyes to see people, but you are not told to use your nostrils!"

Snapped! "Is your neck sore?"

Snapped! "Sit with your back straight! Lobster?"