Pastoral elegance: the shocking little peasant girl

Chapter 118 The Burning Pain

As for Tian Xiaohe, she was busy grabbing food in the river, and had long forgotten about entering the mountain, and when she remembered it, it was almost dark.

The grass is green, wild flowers are everywhere, the trees are green, and the insects and cicadas are singing. It is really a great summer.

The scorching sun hung on the head, and the mist floated on the body.

Tian Xiaohe wraps the gnawed bones in a mosquito net, hangs them in the net bag with a rope, and then chooses a place to put it away. After waiting for a few minutes, he takes it out again, and greedy fish and shrimp will be caught in the net bag.

However, she only learned the job of catching shrimp once as a teacher, and then handed it over to Tian and her younger siblings. Tian carried the net bag, and the two little ones went out to pick it up, having a great time.

Tian Xiaohe glanced at the wide river, smiled foolishly, threw the fishing dragon into the water, tied the rope in his hand to the nearby tree, and then took another small wooden bucket to the shallow stream upstream. Touched the crab.

In fact, she really wanted to swim in the water, but in order to avoid Tian's worry, she suppressed that thought in her heart.

Swimming is Tian Xiaohe's forte, and diving is not a problem. At the beginning, in order to lose weight and get fat, she basically went to the swimming pool when she was free, and she almost spent a whole day in it.

After all, having more fat on your body has more calories, and soaking in water can cool down, which is much more comfortable than running to lose weight.

Although the stream is shallow, it still submerges Tian Xiaohe's thighs. The river water is warm in summer, and you don't feel cold at all in the water. Once you land on the bank, the scorching air hits you, as if your whole body has been thrown into a steamer. , wet clothes will be evaporated quickly.

"Xiaohe, the water inside is deep, don't go too deep, and don't go too far away." Tian looked at her daughter who had gone far away and shouted, then continued to stare at the net bag.

Tian Xiaohe responded casually, and continued to touch the cracks in the stone, looking for the crab hole, and after a while, he picked out a black crab the size of a palm.

"Look, isn't that the mourner in the village? I heard that he made a lot of money selling himself in teahouses. Mrs. Tian was looking for a lot of land yesterday. It looks like he's planning to buy wasteland."

At this moment, a faint comment came from not far away with the wind, and clearly entered Tian Xiaohe's ears.

Tian Xiaohe followed the sound and looked around. On the other side of the stream, there were three peasant women who were washing clothes, and three gossiping women who liked to gossip.

"Who did you hear talking about prostitution? My family came back last night and said that there was an extra young student in the teahouse, with a monkey face covering his face, and his voice sounded very similar to that mourner star."

The other woman glanced sideways, stopped beating the stick in her hand, gestured mysteriously, and said, "The young man said one day that he collected a lot of money when he finished work. My family said there was a lot of money." Such a big plate."

"Why is satin so valuable?"

Tian Xiaohe was listening curiously, when Tian's heart-piercing cry for help suddenly came from here: "Someone, come quickly, the child fell into the water, save him quickly..."

Hearing Tian's shout, Tian Xiaohe didn't have the heart to listen to gossip, and the crab didn't bother to touch it. He lifted the wooden bucket, let his feet go, and ran back, stepping on the hot river sand, the soles of his feet were burning hot the pain.

As soon as he got close, Tian Xiaohe put the barrel down, jumped down with his clothes together, and went straight to the surface of the water where only a strand of black hair was exposed.
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(End of this chapter)