There is a handsome man in the rough family

After dinner, the sky is full of sunset outside, and the bright red is very beautiful.

Tang Xiaofu quickly washed the dishes and chopsticks, packed the family's clothes in a wooden basin, and walked to the river.

Zhao Xiangbei wanted to go with him, but he met Zhao Liuzi when he just went out, saying that his mother had something to do with him.

If he is dying or living, if he does not go, then Zhao Momo will not be able to live.

In desperation, Zhao Xiangbei could only follow him back to the Zhao family.

Tang Xiaofu went to the river alone.

But he didn't pay attention, a person watched him leave from the crack of Shijia's door, and followed him quietly.

One person in the village washes clothes and waters the land, all in a small river outside the village.

In ancient times, there was no washing powder, and at most natural saponins and plant ash were used.

More natural and pollution-free.

Moreover, the villagers have agreed that washing clothes is done downstream, so as not to pollute the water source upstream for irrigation.

Tang Xiaofu took out some saponins, crushed them, squeezed out the juice, and spread them evenly on the clothes.

Use a mallet to continuously beat the foam, then rinse in water.

The men in the family have been working all year round, and there are some salt stains from sweat on their clothes.

Mottled and mottled, the boy who saw it felt very distressed.

Click, the sound of a twig being stepped on.

someone!

Tang Xiaofu's ears moved, and he reached out to touch the bead string on his wrist, feeling a little relieved, and finally showed his feet.

Suddenly, a strange force hit him from behind.

Logically speaking, he should have been unstable and fell into the river.

Tang Xiaofu felt a faint heat from the beads on his wrist.

With a bang, a person behind him lost his strength and fell heavily into the river.

"Well, how is it possible!!! How did I fall into the river?"

Brother Yan's voice was terrified.

Tang Xiaofu stood tall by the river, looked down at Brother Yan, and smiled ironically.

"Are you surprised?"

While speaking, Tang Xiaofu stroked the bracelet on his wrist, and the last bead shimmered.

Antiphagic neurotoxins were canceled.

After contemplating for a few days, he finally realized that when the bead string activates its counterattack power, he can press a crying face black bead at the end to choose whether to release the neurotoxin or not.

It's a waste of such an important thing here.

Today I want to teach Brother Yan a lesson.

Brother Yan was a landlubber, screaming with horror all over his face when he fell into the water.

"Brother Fu, pull me up quickly, I just want to play a joke on you."

At this moment, with disheveled hair like an evil ghost, looking at Tang Xiaofu, jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Fu Geer, woo woo, help, help!"

After all, Tang Xiaofu is a well-educated modern person, no matter how angry he is, no matter how much he hates him.

He couldn't do such a thing as murder, so he moved a piece of dead wood and threw it in the water to float.

Brother Yan hurried forward and hugged the dead tree.

"Don't worry about being innocent, the last time I fell into the water, was it also your fault?"

Brother Yan, who was struggling in the water, changed his expression slightly, but he still looked at Tang Xiaofu tenderly.

"How could I harm you, Brother Fu? Did we have some misunderstanding? If I make you unhappy, I must apologize to you. Do you want to save me? I'm really scared."

Seven points are scared, three points are pitiful.

Not a little guilty.

Now Tang Xiaofu admired Brother Yan's acting skills.

"Don't pretend, it was you last time."

Yan Ge'er's pupils shrank, and he checked his face, not daring to look directly at Tang Xiaofu.

"What are you talking about, why can't I understand."

Tang Xiaofu's voice was cold: "I lured you out on purpose this time. I have no grievances with you in the past, nor in the near future. Why did you murder me so many times?"

There was silence.

Seeing no one around, Brother Yan sneered.

"No grudges or enmities? But I really hate it, why are you! You are also a little brother, you can be loved by your family all the time, and you can get married!"

Brother Yan looks like he's insane.

"I have been frustrated since I was a child, and I still want to marry that villain Zhang Dazhuang. Why! Why! You don't know how to cherish the things you got, and you still want to marry Lin Xiucai in delusion."

Because of such an absurd reason, the original owner lost his life.

"Marry Lin Xiucai? If your head is sick, find a doctor to take some medicine, don't daydream."

Tang Xiaofu stood by the river, looking down at the person holding the dead tree below: "The Lin family promises the marriage first, and then regrets the marriage. It's bad, and it ruins my reputation. With such virtue, I don't even bother to marry Lin Xiucai. Xiangbei is very good." , he is my beloved. Since you like him, go for it, and do what you do to bring trouble to others. I warn you that this is the last time, and next time I will not be so kind, and there will be driftwood for you."

Brother Yan's eyes were tearing apart: "You are deceiving! You are deceiving! Lin Xiucai has made a name for himself and will be an official in the future. How could you not be happy?"

"Pfft." Tang Xiaofu couldn't help laughing, raised his eyebrows and looked at Brother Yan: "I'm sorry, I don't like white-faced scholars, but I like Xiangbei from my family. Pure men with thin waists, long legs, and eight-pack abs, His stamina is amazing, isn't he good?"

Brother Yan was stunned, and blushed a little in embarrassment.

"shameless."

"Hehe, my own man, I am willing! I am very rare!"

It's getting dark, it's time to go home, otherwise Mrs. Li and the rough guy should be worried.

Tang Xiaofu picked up the clothes that were almost washed just now, turned and left.

Yan Ge'er was left alone and screamed behind him, the sound surprised everyone.

Brother Yan laughed wildly, with tears all over his face.

It turned out that what I cared about was abandoned by the other party.

He, one is just a joke...

The cold water of the river took away his body temperature.

Brother Yan couldn't help trembling, his teeth chattered.

He pushed the dead wood in his arms and drifted towards the shore with difficulty.

close!close!

Just as he was about to go ashore, a black figure suddenly enveloped him.

The dead wood in his arms was suddenly kicked, and he let go of his hand and floated into the distance.

"what!!!"

Brother Yan plopped, fell into the river, choked on several mouthfuls of water, and struggled desperately to float up.

"Cough cough cough! Who is it! Who is it?"

He waved his arms with difficulty, digging at the mud on the river bank with his fingers, trying to climb ashore.

Suddenly, a big foot stepped on top of his head.

The river water all over the sky did not pass his mouth and nose.

A strong sense of suffocation, a burning oppression in the chest.

Yan Geer felt regret and fear for the first time.

He waved his arms desperately, dragging the boots above his head.

After a few puffs, the owner of the boot left.

Only then did Yan Ge'er come to the surface of the water, coughing violently.

"Cough cough cough!"

Panting desperately, snot and tears covered his face.

"Please, please, don't kill me, let me go up."

Brother Yan didn't even dare to look up. After seeing the other person's face, he died here today.

He sneered for a while, "Don't you like pushing people into the river? I'll let you have a taste of it too."