Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

In late autumn, it got dark very quickly. As soon as Li Haitang dug up the chestnuts buried in the soil, the mountain was so dark that he could barely see his fingers.

The wild chestnuts of this era have no pesticides and are delicious to the mouth. She made a small pile, wrapped them in oiled paper, and prepared to eat them on the tree.

"Eating wild chestnuts and watching the night of the primeval forest, it's really good."

Li Haitang comforted herself, this is equivalent to appearing in a live-action horror movie, and ordinary people may not have this experience in their entire lives.

No matter how hard the days will be in the future, she will live a good life for herself and for the original owner, and take good care of her little brother Li Jinhu.

Thinking of this, Li Haitang suddenly felt that she had gained a lot of strength and was much more relaxed. As soon as she turned around, she found a tall and straight figure standing among the trees in front of her.

There is no moon in the mountains, only sporadic fires that did not go out in time, the leaves fluttered with the wind, and the shadow was tall, standing motionless in place, and I don't know how long it has been here.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Li Haitang closed her eyes, and the shadow was still there during her breath. It wasn't that she was dazzled. She just laughed at herself for acting in a live-action horror movie, and this ghost came. Do you want to cooperate like this!

The shadow didn't make a sound, just stood where it was, without moving.

Now, Li Haitang is not afraid anymore. In her previous life, she was a doctor who rescued the dying and healed the wounded. She did not do anything wrong and was not afraid of ghosts, as long as it wasn't the Qin family who came to arrest her.

"Hey, what are you doing here, don't you know that people are scary, scaring people to death?"

After a long time, the shadow still didn't say a word, Li Haitang couldn't bear it, and walked forward.

Under the faint light, his back was very straight, his burlap clothes could not conceal his vigorous muscles, he was a man of strong bones.

His face was deeply contoured, and his facial features were profound. At the corner of his eyes, there was a long horizontal scar, which ruined his supposedly handsome appearance.

For a moment, Li Haitang felt that he was looking at a general who returned from the battlefield. For some reason, he had a sense of vicissitudes left by the years.

"Are you... Brother Xiao?"

Li Haitang suddenly realized, thinking that everyone in the village said that there was a savage living in the mountains, it seemed that this person was undoubtedly.

The common people in Daqi like to listen to operas. Influenced by the stories of wind, flowers, snow and moon, gifted scholars and beautiful ladies, only those who are gentle and handsome, with a scholarly temperament and fair and clean face, can meet their standards for beautiful men.

On the other hand, tall, muscular, dark-faced, five-faced and three-thick, poor people who are generally traders and poor people who often do manual work, such people are defined as ugly men.

The man in front of him met the standard of an ugly man, not only that, but his face was scarred and disfigured, he was indeed the ugly man among the ugly men, no wonder the villagers directly called him a savage, which shows how contemptuous he is.

"yes."

The man's voice was hoarse and deep, and if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't even notice what he was saying.

Li Haitang opened his mouth and was about to finish his sentence when he turned around and said after a while, "I will take responsibility."

"Responsible, what?"

This person surnamed Xiao has a bit of a weird personality, but his appearance, in modern times, is a handsome man who can be a model, the type she likes.

Li Haitang really doesn't understand the aesthetics of the people in Daqi. Could it be that a sissy who puts on makeup and poses with a fan is the so-called handsome man?

"I have no father, no mother, no family, if you don't mind my appearance, I will take responsibility."

The man looked into the distance, pondered for a moment, and added, "Xiao Lingchuan, two out of twenty."