Chapter 159
For a moment, Tong Sanlang felt like he was dumb again.
With the meals and abilities that Qiao Xiaomai has tossed out, she must have come from a better world than here.
Coming from a better world means she's seen better people.
How does he, a young man in a small mountain village in a corner, compare with those people she has met before?
Thinking about this fact, Tong Sanlang felt even more blocked.
Actually, Qiao Xiaomai doesn't know him right now, but after he gets to know him, he will find that he is actually not stupid, not at all.
He has read a lot of books, whether it is orthodox Confucianism or other schools of thought, including many miscellaneous studies, he has dabbled in all of them.
He can dance swords, draw fists, play chess, paint and calligraphy.
Even if his face is placed in the capital, it is extremely outstanding.
He also has Wanguan family wealth, no, Wanguan is no longer enough to describe his wealth.
He may not be able to compare with the people in Qiao Mai's previous world, but he still has a lot of room for growth.
Seriously speaking, he is really not earthy...
However, Qiao Mai didn't know this!
Jianmei frowned slightly, and Tong Sanlang's heartache lasted until he went home with the fishing net.
The fishing net is only more than three meters long, and it is intended to be used in the small river of the village. Anping Village is far away from the lake and ocean. No one in the village knows how to weave this fishing net. He saw it on the road when he went to the capital, so now he and Gao Xiaoshan get together. Come together and play together.
As for the small fish with long fingers in the small river in the village, isn't this fishing net just for weaving and playing.
Thinking of the fried escargot that Qiao Maimai sent over for the first time, he grabbed the fishing net and walked towards the small river.
His grandfather also likes to eat it very much. He caught some and kept them at home. He will ask Qiao Mai to make another one after his menstruation is over.
As for the bean sprouts, anyway, Qiao Mai is lying on the bed now, and the yuba is being dried in the yard, so it must be inconvenient for people to come and go.
Well, let's suppress the bean sprouts for now.
Happily making a decision, Tong Sanlang went to the small river with the fishing net. His technique was very good. Compared with Qiao Mai’s way of catching fish with space, he jumped directly into the river, cast the fishing net in, and carried the fishing net back and forth in the river. walk around.
Half an hour later, he carried a dozen catties of small fish and snails back home with a fishing net.
He took off his drenched blouse, put on clean clothes, put the small fish and snails away, and took the clothes he took off to wash.
The bloodstain on the clothes was still there. He wore the blood-stained clothes and wandered around Gao's house first, and then wandered around the small river. At this moment, it was finally time to wash them.
With a secret click, he put the clothes in the wooden basin and scooped up water to wash them.
Let go of the unreasonable thoughts in your heart.
Joe's house.
After Gao Xiaomei left, Qiao Xiaomai put the cloth strip powder in the bed into the space, and then lay down on the bed in big characters like before, with a sad face.
The matter of Tong Sanlang has been forgotten by her, regardless of what Tong Sanlang is up to, anyway, she has no feeling for Tong Sanlang at all.
What she worries about now is sanitary napkins.
She has stored dozens of packs in her space, but when they run out, is it possible that she will also sew some menstrual belts?
Oh no, this thing looks more like sexy underwear to her.
What's more, it was stuffed with plant ash. Although she knew that the plant ash was clean, she would definitely not be able to pass this level psychologically.
Besides, this thing has been used many times, and she is used to the one-time use, so she really can't stand this thing that is used repeatedly.
How to do?
(End of this chapter)
For a moment, Tong Sanlang felt like he was dumb again.
With the meals and abilities that Qiao Xiaomai has tossed out, she must have come from a better world than here.
Coming from a better world means she's seen better people.
How does he, a young man in a small mountain village in a corner, compare with those people she has met before?
Thinking about this fact, Tong Sanlang felt even more blocked.
Actually, Qiao Xiaomai doesn't know him right now, but after he gets to know him, he will find that he is actually not stupid, not at all.
He has read a lot of books, whether it is orthodox Confucianism or other schools of thought, including many miscellaneous studies, he has dabbled in all of them.
He can dance swords, draw fists, play chess, paint and calligraphy.
Even if his face is placed in the capital, it is extremely outstanding.
He also has Wanguan family wealth, no, Wanguan is no longer enough to describe his wealth.
He may not be able to compare with the people in Qiao Mai's previous world, but he still has a lot of room for growth.
Seriously speaking, he is really not earthy...
However, Qiao Mai didn't know this!
Jianmei frowned slightly, and Tong Sanlang's heartache lasted until he went home with the fishing net.
The fishing net is only more than three meters long, and it is intended to be used in the small river of the village. Anping Village is far away from the lake and ocean. No one in the village knows how to weave this fishing net. He saw it on the road when he went to the capital, so now he and Gao Xiaoshan get together. Come together and play together.
As for the small fish with long fingers in the small river in the village, isn't this fishing net just for weaving and playing.
Thinking of the fried escargot that Qiao Maimai sent over for the first time, he grabbed the fishing net and walked towards the small river.
His grandfather also likes to eat it very much. He caught some and kept them at home. He will ask Qiao Mai to make another one after his menstruation is over.
As for the bean sprouts, anyway, Qiao Mai is lying on the bed now, and the yuba is being dried in the yard, so it must be inconvenient for people to come and go.
Well, let's suppress the bean sprouts for now.
Happily making a decision, Tong Sanlang went to the small river with the fishing net. His technique was very good. Compared with Qiao Mai’s way of catching fish with space, he jumped directly into the river, cast the fishing net in, and carried the fishing net back and forth in the river. walk around.
Half an hour later, he carried a dozen catties of small fish and snails back home with a fishing net.
He took off his drenched blouse, put on clean clothes, put the small fish and snails away, and took the clothes he took off to wash.
The bloodstain on the clothes was still there. He wore the blood-stained clothes and wandered around Gao's house first, and then wandered around the small river. At this moment, it was finally time to wash them.
With a secret click, he put the clothes in the wooden basin and scooped up water to wash them.
Let go of the unreasonable thoughts in your heart.
Joe's house.
After Gao Xiaomei left, Qiao Xiaomai put the cloth strip powder in the bed into the space, and then lay down on the bed in big characters like before, with a sad face.
The matter of Tong Sanlang has been forgotten by her, regardless of what Tong Sanlang is up to, anyway, she has no feeling for Tong Sanlang at all.
What she worries about now is sanitary napkins.
She has stored dozens of packs in her space, but when they run out, is it possible that she will also sew some menstrual belts?
Oh no, this thing looks more like sexy underwear to her.
What's more, it was stuffed with plant ash. Although she knew that the plant ash was clean, she would definitely not be able to pass this level psychologically.
Besides, this thing has been used many times, and she is used to the one-time use, so she really can't stand this thing that is used repeatedly.
How to do?
(End of this chapter)
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