Women's Village, Victory Village.
The origin of the name of Shengli Village is not verified, but its original appearance should not be what it is now.
The spacious street leads directly to the square in the center, and on both sides of the road are brand new red brick and white tiled houses.
The house was empty.
The two of them walked on the street as if they had entered a ghost town.
Birds scream.
The sound of insects.
The sound of flowing water.
Everything is so natural!
But in this village close to nature, there is no sound from humans.
No one speaks.
No one walked around.
Not even a slight breathing sound...
The silence is scary.
In the strange atmosphere, the blood-colored candle dragon chose to walk forward, and Zhao Yang, after watching him go to the village square, turned around and walked into a house beside him.
The house has a small yard.
There is land, and some vegetables are planted on the land.
Tomatoes, cucumbers, Chinese cabbage, green peppers.
It can be seen that the original owner of this house is a person who knows how to enjoy a comfortable life.
He grabbed a cucumber from the vine rack and wiped it, Zhao Yang took a bite.
No one in the house.
But strangely, there was a portion of egg custard in the electric wok in the room.
Already in the pot...
It was like suddenly encountered something urgent, and the owner of the house didn't even have time to take the egg custard out of the pot, so he hurried out.
Next house.
Still no one.
After several consecutive stores, Zhao Yang found a pergola in one of the courtyards, and there was a rocking chair underneath.
Five minutes later.
When the blood-colored candle dragon found him, he saw Zhao Yang lying leisurely on the rocking chair to enjoy the cool air.
"What are you doing?"
After wiping the sweat that did not exist on the top of his head, the blood-colored candle dragon looked strange.
"I said Zhao Yang, I, a hired worker, ran all the way around the village, but you were so leisurely... in retirement?"
Ahem.
Blood-colored Zhulong is right, Zhao Yang really looks like he is in retirement.
Half of the cucumber that had been peeled in my hand was gnawed, and there were a few tomatoes soaked in water on the low table.
Plus someone lying on the rocking chair like a master...
Leisure and leisurely.
"Well, this persimmon is not made of pesticides. Do you want to try it?"
On the rocking chair, Zhao Yang threw a tomato to the blood-colored candle dragon.
Blood-colored candle dragon: "???"
After taking the persimmon and taking a bite, the blood-colored candle dragon's eyes lit up.
"sweet!"
"Is it sweet?"
"The persimmons were watered with sugar water, right? Why did I still smell milk?"
Three people killed the tomatoes in their hands, and the blood-colored Zhulong looked at Zhao Yang with shiny eyes and said, "How did you grow this thing?"
"Well..."
Zhao Yang felt that he was responsible for eating enough, how did he grow it? What's the use of him?
Zhao Yang couldn't answer, and the Blood-colored Candle Dragon had no intention of pursuing it.
After he finished eating the tomatoes on the table, he turned his eyes to the vegetable garden in front of him...
Seeing this, Zhao Yang raised his lips.
Close your eyes and continue to relax.
In this way, until the blood-colored candle dragon destroyed the tomatoes in the yard, and the sky turned from the sunny day at noon to the sunset in the afternoon.
Next to the rocking chair, Erxin let out a cool sword sound.
Footsteps sounded.
There is no process from far to near.
It was like a person suddenly came from another world and appeared outside the courtyard wall.
"The little gouzi, who is so terrifying, is yelling day by day, saying that they came to the village of men to go on a blind date, but I waited until now, and I didn't even see the man's hair!"
As he spoke, a charming young woman in her thirties walked in from the door with a basket.
Pick.
The bamboo basket fell to the ground.
"My yard!!!"
With a scream, the young woman felt that her eyes were black.
Her yard, which had been working hard for half a year, seemed to be arched by a wild boar...
"What kind of bad turtle do this is a good thing? My persimmon seedlings, my cucumber vine..."
The young woman's emotions were a little broken.
The yard of her house is quite large, more than ten meters long. I haven't seen Zhao Yang lying behind the cucumber vine to cool off.
"Mom! What are you yelling about?"
Outside the door, another crisp sound rang.
The girl is in her 28th year, with long legs, hot pants, and a small backpack.
The girl, who was five points like the young woman, poked half of her body out of the door in anger.
The nose sniffed and suddenly screamed.
"Mom! The pot is soaked!"
"It's so muddy? My egg custard!!!"
He was reminded by his daughter, and the young woman screamed and ran into her house in panic.
The next second, a scream rang out.
"Male...Male...Male!"
man?
In the room, the blood-colored candle dragon, who was mixing sugar for persimmons, raised his head, stretched out his hand, pointed at himself and asked, "You call me?"
The young woman nodded and suddenly her eyes shiny and grabbed the blood-colored candle dragon's arm.
"Yingzi comes in quickly! Mom has caught a husband for you!"
The young woman's voice was loud, as if she had caught a rare treasure, and her face was filled with joy.
Blood-colored candle dragon: "???"
More than ten seconds later, when the cool little girl ran in from outside, she screamed and pounced on the blood-colored Zhulong.
"Men! It's really a man!"
Blood-colored candle dragon: "...".
What's going on?
Looking at the underage girl in front of her wearing a small red T-shirt with a short thigh underneath, the blood-colored Zhulong's mind was a little unsteady.
"Men!"
“It’s wild!”
“The protein content is eight times that of beef!”
"Um?"
The little girl's mother looked at her girl with strange eyes, and the blood-colored candle dragon beside her also had this expression.
When the two of them stared at it, the little girl's face turned red.
He lowered his head in a squeamish manner, and the little girl glanced at the blood-colored Zhulong shyly before whispering softly: "This is not the first time I have seen a living person, I'm a little excited."
On the side, the little girl's mother laughed out loud.
"Okay, okay, if you want to see it, you can see it enough in the future.
Girl, I'll tell you.
Since this man is the wild man we caught, he will belong to our family in the future... Don't worry, if my mother doesn't shoot you, he will be yours.
You will have a bridal chamber tonight!
Tomorrow we are having a banquet, call us with our neighbors and fellow villagers, and we celebrate!"
After saying that, the young woman happily reached out and touched the blood-colored Zhulong's face.
"This face, this stubble, this big nose... girl, you will be blessed in the future."
"Hehehehe."
The little girl also blinked her eyes and secretly glanced at the blood-colored candle dragon, and her eyes followed the zoo and looked at the giant panda.
Cherish species!
The blood-colored candle dragon is still holding a bowl in his hand.
There is also soup mixed with persimmons in the bowl.
It's sweet, exuding a milky aroma.
Standing in front of him were two women, who were not sure whether they were sisters or mothers and daughters, talking about a bunch of things he could not understand at all.
Chapter completed!