After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

"Where are you going?" Mrs. Liu asked while choosing dishes.

Dong Chuanlin, who was caught upright, withdrew his foot from stepping out of the threshold, scratched his head and said with a dry smile, "Go to Brother Song, and I'll come back after you say a few words."

Seeing the figure who ran away in a flash, Mrs. Liu complained, "Why doesn't this kid stay home all day long?"

Dong Guangcheng heard the chatter coming out of the main room, looked at the figure fading away on the path outside the house, and said: "Let him go, it's better to stay with Brother Song more, and learn from others' calmness."

Dong Chuanlin is too detached and has a likable personality, but he is not suitable for going out to make a living. It is better to be more stable.

Over the past six months, I have been with Han Songdai, and he has been able to calm down in critical moments. It is not a bad thing to stay at home less and go out more.

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Dong Chuanlin, who was running around all the way, didn't know that Dong Guangcheng's various changes, especially the changes in his psychological quality, were all attributed to Han Song's contribution.

If he knew he had to spit old blood.

He ran to Han's house humming a tune, and saw Aunt Han embroidering handkerchiefs in the yard. He stepped forward and asked, "Aunt Han, is Brother Song at home?"

Aunt Han raised her head and said, "It's Chuanlin, Song'er went out not long after he got home, why don't you go to the field to see if he is there?"

"Okay, then don't bother Aunt Han."

After leaving Han's house, Dong Chuanlin walked to the vegetable field. There were many people busy in the vegetable field, but Han Song was the only one.He wondered, where else could he go if he was not at home or in the vegetable field?Could it be that he went to Daishan with him without telling Aunt Han?

The eyeballs rolled around a few times, and Dong Chuanlin felt that he was most likely to go to Daishan.

He had clearly promised that he would report to him and take him with him, but he sneaked up the mountain as soon as he didn't see him!

It's so nice that no one will remember it.

The more Dong Chuanlin thought about it, the more angry he became, and he walked towards Daishan very quickly with his feet.He also completely forgot that Mrs. Liu repeatedly emphasized to him that he could not go up the mountain.

He only wanted to go up the mountain quickly, trying to catch up with the disobedient Han Song as soon as possible. If he really went deep into the mountain, Dong Chuanlin would not dare to risk being killed by a wild boar to find him.

When the steps were so fast that they were about to fly, the voice suddenly sounded.

It was a woman's voice. Although it was a little familiar, it was not familiar to the point of conditioned reflex.Dong Chuanlin didn't care about distinguishing carefully, and ran towards Daishan wholeheartedly.

Time waits for no one, he is still in a hurry to deal with Han Song.

He has thought about it along the way, and this time he must whisper it in his ear crazily, until he can't forget it in his dreams, otherwise he will definitely not have a long memory.

The woman's voice fell, and after a moment of silence, the man's voice sounded.

A conditioned reflex emerges.

In an instant, Dong Chuanlin identified the owner of the voice with just a short sentence.He looked back, and the man's body was looming among the dense bamboo forest.

With his voice and figure, Dong Chuanlin dared to conclude that the person standing in the bamboo forest was Han Song.

An inexplicable anger came out.Well done, I have worked so hard to find you, and I am worried about the danger of you entering the mountains.It's good for you, hide in the bamboo forest for a date!

Dong Chuanlin stopped at the center of the bridge, under his feet was a simple bridge built by three thick woods connected in parallel, with gurgling water under the bridge and tall and straight green bamboos on both sides.

The picturesque beauty is right in front of you, Dong Chuanlin has no idea.

He stood in the most conspicuous position, his eyes fixed on the two figures hidden in the bamboo forest.He would like to see when Han Song would take time out of Wenrou Township to see his "good brother".

Furious, Dong Chuanlin was too restless to listen to the content after identifying Han Song's voice. He could only vaguely hear the first few words clearly, as if something was out of order?

Why hide in the bamboo forest for fear of breaking the rules!Surrounded by an inexplicably pervasive atmosphere of the love scene between the courtier and the cheating man and mistress.

Suppressing the idea of ​​rushing out to separate the two completely, Dong Chuanlin waited patiently to see what other tricks they could come up with.

No, it should be to see how thoroughly Han Song can interpret the word "rejection and welcome".

After Han Song finished speaking, he bowed his head and said goodbye to the woman. The woman chased after him, stuffed something into Han Song's hand and ran away in a hurry.

The eyes moved with the figure of the woman. The woman in the light blue dress wiped her tears while running, and ran back to the village heartbroken.

Seeing the light blue color drifting away, Dong Chuanlin didn't know whether to go up or down.

The woman whose heart was broken by Han Song again was still full.

He sighed and mourned for Manying.Alas, who made her fall in love with Han Song who doesn't know what a gentle township is, because she loves the wrong person.

"How long are you going to stay there?"

The sound suddenly sounded, Dong Chuanlin staggered in fright, his head stiffened and he slowly looked towards the source of the sound.

Han Song didn't know when he found him, and he was still walking from the bamboo forest to the center of the river, only half a meter away from where Dong Chuanlin was standing.

Dong Chuanlin gritted his white teeth and waved out a greeting.

"Brother Song... good afternoon."

Han Song laughed dumbfounded.

The river water was so clear that it glistened under the setting sun. Han Songli smiled slightly at the trickle, and the tense atmosphere became milder.

Dong Chuanlin was five years younger than Han Song, half shorter in stature, and usually had to hold his head up when talking to him.

Today, the two exchanged positions. Dong Chuanlin stood on the bridge and looked down at Han Song, his every move was imprinted in his eyes.

For a moment, he forgot the purpose of this trip and the embarrassment just now, and just looked at the people in the water without avoiding his eyes.

Han Song's scalp was numb from being stared at. He raised the harpoon in his hand and hit the water heavily.

The calmly flowing river suddenly splashed with huge waves.

Dong Chuanlin, who was hiding something in his heart, couldn't avoid it in time, and was hit straight by the water waves, his handsome face was covered with water droplets, and his clothes were mostly wet and clinging to his body.

Han Song was also shocked that he didn't avoid it, shook his head and said with a smile: "What a fool."

Even he himself didn't realize that there was a bit of pampering in his tone.

The cold feeling recalled Dong Chuanlin's thoughts of running to the sky. He wiped off the water stains on his face and shook off the water drops on his body.

No anger no jumping feet.

Dong Chuanlin's quiet performance made Han Song frown.Did he make too much of a joke and really pissed him off?

"Are you okay?" Han Song asked cautiously.

Dong Chuanlin withdrew his attention and shook his head nonchalantly, "What are you doing here?"

Han Song picked up the harpoon in his hand and waved it in the air, "Let's see if there are any fish."

I thought it was a wooden stick he used to support it for walking, but I didn't expect it to be a harpoon.Dong Chuanlin asked: "Is there any gain?"

Han Song shook his head, "No, I saw you just after entering the water." After a pause, he asked, "Do you want to come down to play?"

"it is good."

Dong Chuanlin immediately squatted down and took off his dusty cloth shoes, rolled up his trousers, stretched out his feet and carefully tested the water.

The height between the bridge and the water was nearly two feet, and he didn't know water, so he was very cautious even if the water level reached the middle of his calf.In order to enter the water, Dong Chuanlin changed to sitting on the bridge with his legs hanging to reach the bottom of the water.

Before reaching the bottom of the river with his toes, Han Song, who couldn't stand it any longer, walked up to Dong Chuanlin and picked him up.

Two strong arms rested on both sides of Dong Chuanlin's waist. As soon as his arms were exerted, he subconsciously wrapped his arms around Han Song's neck tightly.

Even though he was holding a heavy object, Han Song's steps were still vigorous. Dong Chuanlin only felt that his hands were lifted lightly, and his feet lifted off the ground to deliver the weight of his whole body without reservation.

Han Song stopped at a shallow place, "Stand firm, the stone is very slippery."

Dong Chuanlin's eyes flicked across his dark and three-dimensional face, and he looked down at the water and settled down.The first foot found a point of strength, and he put down the other foot with confidence.

After he stood safely, Han Song let go of his hands around his waist.

Standing at the bottom of the water, Dong Chuanlin lost his height advantage and returned to the state of looking up.

Han Song coughed lightly, and Dong Chuanlin, who was caught in the charm, immediately reacted, retracted the hand on his neck, and held his forehead in embarrassment.

This side is still secretly annoyed, while Han Song is already looking for Yu'er on the other side.

Dong Chuanlin cursed inwardly and followed.

What a stinky man who doesn't understand style!What a waste of such a good atmosphere.

Dong Chuanlin, who was empty-handed, walked to the shore according to Han Song's instructions.There is a bamboo basket with fish and two harpoons on it.

Dong Chuanlin held a harpoon in one hand, and when he got up, he caught a glimpse of the scabbard on the side of the bamboo basket.

The scabbard is very special. It is made of red and black twine, and the two colors are intertwined to form a unique pattern.

The intuition in his heart told Dong Chuanlin that this scabbard was the last thing Manying stuffed for Han Song.

Although Han Song has half changed his career, half of his foot is still in the hunter's circle.He still has the habit of carrying a short blade with him, and Dong Chuanlin even played with it out of curiosity.

Han Song told him that this dagger was left to him by Han Bo.At the beginning, Han Bo stabbed the wild boar to death with this short blade, so as to win him the hope of living.

The short blade is of great significance to Han Song, and this scabbard must also be full of emotion.