Through the Book Seven Zero: There is room for the delicate beauty

Outside Xiaojia Village, about a mile away, there is a mountain named "Elm Mountain". As the name suggests, there are many elm trees growing on the mountain.

There is an old saying: "elm pimple", which is often used to describe people who are not enlightened, difficult to understand and difficult to cut.

From here, we can see some characteristics of elm wood, such as tough wood, not easy to deform, large wood width, mild texture, clear texture, moderate hardness and strength, suitable for carving.

Therefore, elm is often used for furniture and decoration. It not only has beautiful patterns and simple style, but also its price is in the middle among all kinds of wood.

It is neither cheap nor too expensive, and the cost performance is extremely high, so it has become one of the woods of choice for many urban residents.

Xiaojia Village earns a lot of income every year just by providing elm wood to furniture manufacturers.

At this time, on Elm Mountain, a group of shirtless and strong young men were waving their axes vigorously. Although it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, they were drenched all over, and sweat kept dripping from their foreheads, dripping down their muscles into the soil.

"Zhou Rang, give me a drink of water." Ding Mao wiped the sweat off his face, and shouted at Zhou Rang who was drinking water not far away.

The latter paused, then closed the lid of the kettle, gave Ding Mao a cold look, and directly refused, "No, go drink there by yourself."

Zhou Rang pointed to the big wooden barrel not far away, which was the public water for big guys to drink.

After finishing speaking, Zhou Rang carefully placed the kettle on his clothes to make sure it was stable before continuing to chop wood with the axe.

"You kid, when did you become so stingy that you don't even want me to drink your saliva?" Ding Mao clicked his tongue and walked to the big wooden barrel a few steps, still teasing him.

Ding Mao originally wanted to scoop water to drink, but there was only a shallow layer of water left in the big wooden barrel, and the wooden ladle was not even submerged. The most important thing was that because the surrounding trees were being cut down, many leaves and leaves fell from the wooden barrel. Dross, it seems difficult to enter.

After staring at the wooden barrel for a long time, Ding Mao pursed his lips and struggled again and again, but in the end he couldn't get it out of his mouth, so he turned his head and begged Zhou Rang: "Just let me have a drink, and I'll order it later when I go back to the educated youth." , I’ll re-boil a pot for you.”

Ding Mao thought he was an informal and rough man, but even he couldn't drink it. One can imagine how dirty the water in that bucket was.

He said so, and Zhou Rang would definitely agree.

But who knows, Zhou Rang not only ignored him this time, but turned around and hung the water bottle around his neck, as if he was afraid that Ding Mao would drink it secretly.

"Okay, I'm suddenly not thirsty anymore." Ding Mao was so angry that he couldn't speak, and it took him a long time to hold back such a sentence from his throat.

After cutting down a tree, Ding Mao's mind suddenly flashed, and he suddenly remembered that the kettle seemed familiar.

This, isn't this Su Nan's kettle?She takes it every time she goes to work.

No wonder, Zhou asked this kid not to let him drink, or even touch it, that's how it is.

"Hehe, it's great to have a partner." Ding Mao complained in a low voice.

"En." Zhou Rang's response came from not far away.

"Grass." Ding Mao rolled his eyes speechlessly, but he overheard him, damn it.

After a while, everyone sat together and rested out of breath, except Zhou Rang who was still cutting trees.

"Aren't you tired?" Ding Mao lay on the ground with his clothes under his head, breathing heavily, turned his head to look at Zhou Rang, and couldn't help asking.

His eyes turned and fell on the pile of wood that Zhou Rang had cut so far, hey, good guy, it's almost twice as big as him.

It's different for people who drag their families along, so hard to earn work points?

After thinking about it again, yes, if you don't work hard, you can't do it. With Su Zhiqing's frail body, it is estimated that he can't earn many work points, so he has to give in to earn more.

If he, Ding Mao, had such a delicate and lovely partner, he would work hard to hold her in his hands and pamper her.

But he didn't. One person is full and the whole family is not hungry, so he can do as much as he can.

Hearing this, Zhou Rang stopped what he was doing, and subconsciously replied, "I'm not tired."

"The young man has great physical strength. Unlike me, I have to rest for a while after cutting down a tree, otherwise my whole body will hurt."

"Yeah, I never saw him rest."

"Educated Youth Zhou is really amazing, I admire him."

A series of compliments from the men who were sitting or lying down slammed Zhou Rang, making him frown, as if something was wrong.

Because he has been exercising since he was a child, his physical strength and physical performance are indeed better than ordinary people, but it is not like today, where he worked all day without much rest, and he did not feel a trace of fatigue.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, so I simply didn't want to.

And a certain "instigator" was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

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In this way, Zhou Rang will help Su Nan finish the farm work on time every day at noon, and then go back to the mountain to cut trees. Of course, he will also get a bottle of "Love Water Bottle" from Su Nan every day.

Soon came the noon of the day that Su Nan and Huang Pingping made an appointment.

After Su Nan came back from the field, she squatted by the bed and counted the cosmetics in the bamboo box. After counting twice, she couldn't help frowning.

Because there is a lack of a box of cream, no, it should be said that it is the packaging of the cream, and the inside of the cream plus fairy spring.

"Did I remember correctly?" Su Nan scratched her head, not sure if she had accidentally been sent to the space.

Let's go look in the space later, the most important thing now is to rush to Huang Pingping's house and give her makeup.

When Su Nan was about to close the bamboo box, the door of the dormitory was pushed open from the outside, and Qin Xiaolan and her group walked in talking and laughing.

Several people met their eyes, and the enemy was extremely jealous when they met each other, they each rolled their eyes and avoided.

No one noticed Yang Feng's unusual avoidance and the obvious panic in her eyes.

Seeing that Su Nan left without saying anything, Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and when she turned her head, she saw Zhong Xiaodie looking at her with strange eyes.

Sure enough, in the next second, Zhong Xiaodie smiled and said: "Yang Feng, I seem to have dropped something on the ground, can you accompany me to find it?"

Without waiting for Yang Feng to refuse, Zhong Xiaodie took her hand and pulled her out half forcefully.

Zhong Xiaodie didn't let go of Yang Feng's hand until he was far away from the educated youth spot, and crossed his chest with a smile that was not a smile: "Did you steal something from Su Nan?"

The tone is affirmative, not an interrogative sentence but an affirmative sentence.

Yang Feng, who used to be flamboyant and tough-tempered in the past, now retorted loudly with a face full of panic: "You fart, when did I steal her things, don't wrong people here."

Although she had a loud voice, how could Zhong Xiaodie, who knew her well, believe her so easily.

"I've always smelled a scent on you these days. I also smelled that scent at Su Nan and Xiao Fangyun's place, so I specifically asked about it. Someone said that Su Nan sent a box of cream bought in Shanghai. For Xiao Fangyun to use."

"I told you, my mother sent it to me." Yang Feng's eyes wandered, his hands tightly clutching the hem of his clothes.