Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 This feeling is like a wave or a gust of wind or an electric current overflowing from the deepest part of the heart, slowly rushing to the whole body, not letting go of every blood vessel, every cell and every pore.

　　 He can clearly feel this sensation washing all parts of his body like waves, and finally soaking the limbs, leaving him in a slight shudder.

　　 This is a feeling he has never experienced before, even in his previous life for decades.

　　 Ahead is the surface of the river that has already leveled off. Although the river is turbid, it does not have the violent just now, and flows downstream at a constant speed.

　　 Behind him is a cornfield with rustling leaves in the breeze.

　　 This is Duck Bend, which is more than one mile away from the east end of my grandma's house, and further down is the big turn into the waters of the rubber dam.

　　 Wanfeng closed his eyes again and listened to the brushing sound of the corn leaves behind him in the breeze, and the sound of the river flowing, everything suddenly became hazy.

　　 What's it like to lie down forever until the old world meets?

　　 Wanfeng wanted to lie down here, not getting up, lie down until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, lie down to the ground.

　　 But Luan Feng didn't have this idea. When her strength recovered, she sat up slowly and frowned when she saw Wan Feng's hateful smile.

　　 "How can you laugh? You almost scared me to death, bastard, bastard..."

　　 Luan Feng Zheng was so happy that he suddenly let out an exclamation: "My clothes!"

　　 The copycat sportswear on her body has turned into the color of mud, and the pants on her legs are also like that, already turned into a clay figure.

　　 Luan Feng brushed off his clothes and trousers, and only when he finished taking off his clothes did he think of Wan Feng next to him.

　　 Turning his face to see Wan Feng’s eyes scanning her body shamelessly, blushing: “Close your eyes and turn your head. I want to wash my clothes. No peeking.”

　　 "Don't take it off anymore? What a pity!"

　　 Luan Feng gnashes his teeth.

　　 Wanfeng closed his eyes immediately upon seeing this: "I promise not to take a look."

　　 I think two eyes will work.

　　 "Don't even leave the seams!"

　　 Luan Feng squatted by the river and floated his clothes in the river water in an undershirt and shorts.

　　 Of course, Wanfeng didn't let his eyes show the cracks, because he opened it, and Luan Feng couldn't see him with his back facing him anyway.

　　 Seen from behind, her waist wrapped in a wet sweatshirt is very slender, and her hips are prominent and smooth. These two parts are combined into a perfect curve, and she draws a breathtaking rhythm with the movements of her two hands.

　　 Wanfeng's breathing was a bit short, and he felt a boiling flame in his heart starting to burn. Looking around, no one gently walked behind Luan Feng and gently hugged her from behind Luan Feng.

　　 Luan Feng's body stiffened in an instant, as if it turned into a stone.

　　 The world suddenly stood still at this moment, the white clouds stopped moving, the breeze solidified between the branches and leaves, the sound disappeared, and even the river in front of it seemed to be still...

　　 I don’t know how long it took, Luan Feng’s body twisted with a low voice, "Dead man! Let go!"

　　 This babble broke the tranquility of the world and awakened Wan Feng from the illusion.

　　 He hurriedly released Luan Feng, returned to the bank and sat down, watching Luan Feng's back quietly.

　　 Luan Feng's rhythm of washing clothes is obviously out of order, and the coordinated beauty that the body showed just now has completely disappeared. Instead, he looks awkward.

　　 The silly girl's heart is upset.

　　 Wanfeng sneered behind Luan Feng.

　　 Luan Feng turned around and threw the mud over: "Bad guy! Make you laugh, make you laugh, wash the mud on your body in the river."

　　 Wanfeng looked down at his body. He was covered in black mud. If he went to Africa, he could be a brother to the Africans without makeup.

　　 "I am afraid of water, so let's go home and wash it."

　　 Luan Feng turned his head and cast his volleyball-sized eyes on Wan Feng's face: "Masters are afraid of water, so you are a little better? Go down and wash!"

　　 "Why are you not afraid of the water? I was almost washed away by the water just now. I'm not afraid to say that it's nonsense, and I'm determined not to go down!"

　　 Now Wanfeng looked at the surface of the river with horror, and said that he was not afraid that it was bluffing. This was all over.

　　 Wanfeng lingered and refused to go into the water. Luan Feng got up and grabbed Wanfeng with an anxious look. Regardless of whether there was any shadow in Wanfeng's heart, he threw it into the water with a plop.

　　 "Help! Help!" Wan Feng panicked and sank in the water.

　　 Luan Feng smiled triumphantly and triumphantly on the shore, but Luan Feng stopped smiling when she smiled. Huh, why is it gone?

　　 The water here in Yawan is impossible to headless!

　　 Luan Feng plunged into the water. As soon as he stood up, he was in a bewildered circle. The water had only passed the waist and hadn’t reached the chest. Why did the person disappear?

　　 was puzzled, suddenly felt that his legs were entangled, screamed and fell face up into the water.

　　 Then the calm water storm re-emerged.

　　 Luan Feng got fire after getting out of the water, and rushed towards someone not far away.

　　 Wanfeng saw that the general situation was not good, so he threw his legs and climbed onto the shore. He was about to climb onto the shore and both legs were caught.

　　 Wanfeng stubbornly grabbed a clump of wormwood on the shore, and when he was about to shout for help, he felt his body was dragged into the water.

　　 A few minutes later, someone was dragged ashore by Luan Feng like a dead fish, and was thrown on the shore with a chirp~www.ltnovel.com~ spitting water out of his mouth like a dead fish.

　　 "If you don't know how to water, you'll smash it hard, so fill it lightly, and let you spoil it in the water."

　　 Wanfeng rolled his eyes and wanted to cry without tears, and a firm belief was born in his chest: resolutely not learning to swim in this life, this time he was completely afraid of water.

　　 Luan Feng bleached the mud on his clothes and put them on his body so wet, anyway, he had to wash it again with clean water anyway.

　　 "Where are your clothes?"

　　 "Just a vest was taken off on the beach and it was probably washed away."

　　 "Oh! Why are you going home like this? You see that your pants are so ugly." Luan Feng's eyes swept over Wan Feng's body, turning his eyes away like lightning and his face was blushing.

　　 "I don't have any ugliness about bare ass." Wan Feng retorted confidently, and could not get you in the water paralyzed. Lao Tzu is not a bully on the shore.

　　 "It's not ugly. Look at the pile in front of you. I don't want to walk with you. I'll go first. Don't follow me." Luan Feng ran away panicked as he finished speaking.

　　 Did she see all this?

　　 "Luan Feng!" Wan Feng called out from behind.

　　 Luan Feng, who had already reached the cornfield, stopped.

　　 Wanfeng walked slowly in front of her.

　　 Luan Feng's heart jumped up and down, and he was flustered: "What are you... doing?"

　　 Wanfeng stretched out his hand and gently hugged Luan Feng, Luan Feng's body tended to become petrified again.

　　 No, it’s not a problem to be so stiff all the time, it affects the fun of hugging too much, and you have to hug more in the future to completely correct her problem.

　　 "Looking at it scared you, I'm not promising! Go."

　　 Luan Feng's face changed several colors like a chameleon within ten seconds, and then turned around and disappeared between the corn leaves and branches like a flying, his figure was very hurried.