At the end of Huagou Village, at the foot of the mountain.
Chen Erhu rolled up his sleeves and started mixing the mud with a shovel, talking all the time.
"Brother Shan, why did you suddenly think of building a stove? Doesn't Aunt He ask you to come home for dinner every day? You can eat at my house. It's so inconvenient to cook by yourself."
"And that kang? The damaged parts can be patched up with some mud. Why did you tear it all apart? Building a new one would be so much trouble. My kang was built by my great-grandfather. It's been patched up for decades, and it's still so hot it burns your butt..."
He Jinshan shoveled a large bucket full of mud, inserted the shovel into the pile of mud, picked it up and walked steadily into the house.
The man took off his cumbersome outer coat and wore only a vest in the cool autumn weather, revealing his wheat-colored tendon muscles.
Looking from behind, he was extremely tall and strong, with extremely long legs. He had to lower his head slightly to avoid bumping into the door frame when entering the door.
Others had to drag the heavy bucket of wet mud with both hands on the ground, but He Jinshan carried it in with one hand. The bulging muscles in his shoulders and arms when he exerted force were smooth and stretched.
Perfect broad shoulders and a dog-like waist, no muscle is redundant or exaggerated.
Chen Erhu felt that if he looked at her a few more times, he would fall in love with her.
No wonder those aunts and little girls kept asking me every day whether Shan Ge’s legs were still working well.
Chen Erhu snorted. These superficial women who only know how to gossip are not worthy of my Brother Shan!
After not seeing you for ten years, Shan Ge has changed a lot. He is so cool now!
However, I haven’t seen Brother Shan and Jiang Henian talking to each other much these days. Did they have a fight?
Alas, Shan Ge doesn't even allow me to call her "little sister-in-law" anymore. Is he being mad? That little girl is so pretty now...
Girls really change a lot when they grow up. They look different every day and are as white as tofu.
Chen Erhu's intense and jumping thoughts had no effect on the man in the thatched hut who was concentrating on building a big kang.
Until the sun had set a little further in the west, He Jinshan turned his head to look outside the door, which was empty except for Chen Erhu, and pursed his thin lips.
For three consecutive days, after work, they volunteered to help mix the mud. After a while, Chen Erhu sat on a stone outside the door to take a break, panting.
I was even more impressed by He Jinshan, who personally repaired the walls, built the kang, and built the stove without looking tired at all.
When I looked up, I saw He Jinshan coming out holding his clothes.
"Brother Shan, where are you going? Come to my house for dinner tonight. My mother is missing you."
"Close the door when you leave."
He Jinshan put on his clothes without stopping and walked away.
The wind blew up the dead leaves, and they blew onto Chen Erhu's mouth.
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After leaving the Lin family, Jiang Henian put the wooden stick back into the space and walked back along the way he came.
Prepare to go to the foot of the mountain to find the uncle who is still angry.
Seeing that there was no one around, he took out a bunch of hawthorn branches that he had torn off from the space, pinched off a small red fruit, and tried to take a small sip.
It’s sour and sweet, and quite delicious!
Stuff it in!
She ate snacks along the way, thinking about what had just happened, and didn't even realize that she had taken the wrong road.
That bad woman is the village party secretary's sister, and that man is her son?
These two people...
Jiang Henian frowned and muttered silently.
The big branch in his hand was dragged across the dirt road like sweeping the ground, leaving many long streaks.
She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice that the road ahead was blocked by Tian Gong, and she stepped on it.
"ah!"
A hand reached out from behind, grabbed her waist and pulled her back.
Jiang Henian tightly grasped the big hand on his waist, and his frightened little heart fell to the ground tremblingly.
It was a close call, I almost knocked my tooth off.
The key is that there is a pile of fresh and hot cow dung in the middle of the road ahead!
He Jinshan lifted her up and helped her stand steadily, then turned her around by bending her shoulders and arms.
Jiang Henian's gaze moved upwards along the man's light-colored buttons.
Oh, here comes the bad-tempered uncle.
She immediately put on a bright and sweet smile, raised the large branch in her hand and shook it enthusiastically:
"Hey~ Uncle, what a coincidence~"
The high-raised leaves and red fruits were rustling and scratching He Jinshan's hair.
The man frowned slightly, Jiang Henian cried out "ouch", and immediately took back the branch and carried it on his shoulder.
She is a well-behaved, sensible girl with a sweet smile.
He Jinshan lowered his eyes and looked at the heartless little girl. He felt as if in just a few days, he had really reached the age where an 18-year-old girl would call him uncle.
But when had He Jinshan ever been restrained and affected by someone like this before? And the person involved was so stupid that he knew nothing.
The kid just deserves to be punished.
Oh, why do you seem to be in a worse mood?
He Jinshan said nothing, and the smile on Jiang Henian's face gradually became awkward. She scratched her neck awkwardly and threw the branch on her shoulder back to the ground.
"Then, I'll be leaving first..."
Like a wilted vegetable seedling, he turned around with his head drooping, and even the fluffy hair on his head wilted.
This time, she lowered her head and looked carefully at the half-step-wide gap under her feet and the cow dung in front of her. She was about to stretch her legs to step over them when her body suddenly stopped.
Someone grabbed her left braid lightly and not too hard, and she couldn't move even a step.
Jiang Henian stiffened her neck and turned her head carefully, fearing that He Jinshan, who was in a bad mood, would pull her braids off. He was very strong.
"Where are you going?"
"To marry a dying old man?"
There was no expression on the man's well-defined face. He just lowered his eyes and glanced at her. His tone was still flat, but with a hint of dissatisfaction and sarcasm.
Jiang Henian looked up at people with a timid look, and his expression became even more helpless.
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