The exercises used by this group are even more energetic. The team of shouting is higher than the team, as if they can kill their opponents with just shouting.

On this day, Zhou Xing was about to go to the playground to supervise the training, but Uncle Zhou Er and Uncle Wang stopped him on the road. Now, except for the children who are in school, the rest of the village are neither called Master Zhou Xing nor Director Zhou Xing. They are all righteous, but they naturally unify their caliber and call him Chief Zhou Xing according to the rules of the team training.

Uncle Zhou Er pulled Zhou Xing aside and quietly told him that the grain harvest was good and everyone was happy, but there was something that had already made many people worry, that was the lack of salt. Since Zhou Bao came out last time, everyone knew that there was chaos outside and that society had never been out of the mountain. Other things could be made up for it, but this salt was a must-eat. Although there were more that could be adjusted to each other, it was basically the bottom after a few months.

Uncle Wang nodded suddenly, saying that someone had already found him in his family, saying that the salt was broken at home and wanted the village to think of a solution. So the two of them came to Zhou Xing to see what to do if they see this matter?

Salt! Salt! Zhou Xing had a headache. You can use something else to make do with it without food. No salt is a big problem. After pondering for a while, there was no good idea for a while. Zhou Xing followed and said, "Since that's the case, I'll call a few chief officers to come to my place together. Let's talk about it together. We always have to find a way to get salt in."

The two nodded and went to notify them separately.

After Zhou Xing finished training, he looked at it late at night. It was estimated that the children who were self-study had already returned home from school and were not in a hurry. They slowly walked home. When they arrived at the door, they saw smoke coming out of their own house. Zhou Xing felt warm and knew that it was Zhou Rong again, who was helping him cook supper.

Since Zhou Xing started teaching the children this time, with these few stones of food, everyone can get some food, so he doesn't feel like he was injured. But all the households know that Zhou Xing, a young man, may not be able to cook any good food, and even if he can, he may not be willing to do it. Therefore, he has many children to bring a meal to his husband, which really saves Zhou Xing a lot of trouble. He is also lazy and often eats directly without being hot. Relying on his youth and strength, he doesn't think anything is wrong.

Once Zhou Xing was eating this cold rice, and Zhou Rong'er came over. Zhou Rong'er saw that Zhou Xing's food was cold and she was very happy. She immediately sank her face, went up and grabbed it, and took it to the stove to heat it. Zhou Xing had no choice but to go to the stove and explained embarrassedly that it was cold and it was delicious. Zhou Rong'er had a few glances before she stopped drinking. Zhou Rong'er was hot with good food, but she didn't ask Zhou Xing to help, so she brought it back to the house.

Zhou Xing followed him into the house and took Zhou Rong'er's clean quickie. He was embarrassed to look at Zhou Rong'er. Zhou Rong'er was so angry that he spoke, and he scolded him, saying why he was so lazy. If he was like this all day long and had a bad health, it would be okay if he was sick. I missed those children. He just had a sick teacher who couldn't teach classes. He also said that the people in this village finally rescued him back and recovered for a month and got along well. They treated him like Zhou Xing's nephew. If he was sick, wouldn't it make everyone worry?

Zhou Xing listened while eating, but he didn't dare to say anything, but his heart was warm. After hearing Zhou Rong'er stopped, he dared to peek at Zhou Rong'er. Unexpectedly, he was about to meet Zhou Rong'er's gaze and quickly lowered his head to snatch the rice. Zhou Rong'er looked at Zhou Xing's embarrassment and burst into laughter. Zhou Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Since then, Zhou Ronger has often come here. When Zhou Xing is in class, he also listens to his lectures. When it is almost time to eat, he goes out quietly, either for new works or for hot students to bring meals. Since he started group training, Zhou Ronger has been even more diligent. In addition to cooking, he also helps Zhou Xing sew and do laundry. Sometimes when Zhou Xing is in the house, he sees Zhou Ronger busy and has a sense of comfort at home.

Zhou Xing liked this warm feeling and knew what Zhou Ronger's care and care meant, but he was a little timid and did not dare to take this warmth for himself. This is the darkest Five Dynasties, and human life is the most humble. The kind of warlords tied up the old and weak people, and when they lack food, they slaughtered living people as military rations and made "meat jerky" miserable, which made him very afraid of the unpredictable fate in the future. He was afraid that one day, the miserable misery fell on himself, the villagers who saved him, and the Zhou Ronger who had a secret love for him. Because of this fear, he did not dare to accept this warm beauty, because this fear made him unwilling to accept it, and gave him a determination to grasp his own destiny.

Whether it is a group training, planning the development of the villa, or educating children, every step he takes is to absorb even a small amount of effort based on his own efforts, so that this history can change its original trajectory, even if it is just a small turn here, as long as he and this peaceful villa can be safe. When he is not sure, Zhou Xing really dared not accept Zhou Ronger's affection.

Zhou Ronger's calmness and purity from Mrs. Cui, and the natural silence and simplicity in her every move made him intoxicated, making his eyes unable to shift. He was moved. However, his fear of unknown fate made him dare not approach and get that beauty, for fear that his own accident would break up this perfection. Whenever he thought of this, Zhou Xing was confused and heartbroken.

The smoky smoke from the cooking stove was still rising. Zhou Xing seemed to smell the fragrance of the fresh rice ripening. He stopped and looked around. The setting sun was gone. The faint redness in the sky was tenaciously passing through the blocked clouds, leaving the last light to the valley. The green mountains outside were faintly, and the lake had become a lake, and the stream in the valley was still winding and flowing happily with the light. The smoke from each household was covered in the sky of the villa. The occasional laughter of children and the disturbance of chickens and dogs, contrasting the villa was so quiet and peaceful.

Zhou Xing smelled greedily and looked at it greedily. All of this made him feel very comfortable and happy. He moved his heart and suddenly laughed. He was so stupid. Will the vain future really happen? Even if it happens, would it be that he just ignore the real present in this fear? The beauty of the present is for the enjoyment of the present. If he does not enjoy it now, will the beauty of the present be lost in vain? Then what is the meaning of the beauty of the present?

Besides, when I came here, there was a mistake in history. Will the future be the same as before? Maybe I am the master of this history and this new future is in my own hands.

My destiny is up to me, but my god!

This is mine now and the future is mine too.

Zhou Xing roared wildly in his heart. He walked quickly towards his home and towards the beauty.

The stove fire was burning, illuminating on Zhou Rong'er's face. She held her chin with her hands and looked at the stove fire in a daze.

Zhou Ronger’s initial impression of Zhou Xing was that it was fun, and this person was fun.

Zhou Ronger grew up in the villa. She was originally a pure and refined daughter of the Zhou family of the big clan. She had a calm and generous demeanor under the guidance of Mrs. Cui since she was a child. In front of Zhou Ronger, any girl and young woman in the villa would feel ashamed and retreat. Any young man, whether it was the Wang family, the Zhou family, the Chen family, or even the cousins ​​of Zhou Ronger, would not miss the opportunity to show her strength and courage as a man. She would not cry in front of Zhou Ronger.

When Zhou Ronger first saw Zhou Xing, she saw Zhou Xing lying on the bed with tears in her face. First, she was shocked, and second, she felt it was fun. She had never seen a young man who had tears in her face. How could it be? A big man would cry like this? This man is so fun. Moreover, the tears seemed to be left behind because of hunger. A young man who was crying and suffering because of hunger. Is there anything more fun in the world than this?

I just thought it was fun, and this matter became the first weapon for her and Brother Bao, Brother Can and others to argue with Zhou Xing. As long as I mentioned this, Zhou Xing's face would definitely be redder than Guan Gong, and he would immediately remain speechless. Looking at Zhou Xing's embarrassment with blushing face, what else could be better described besides being fun?

During that time, looking at Zhou Xing who was having sex everywhere, Zhou Rong'er seemed to see a big toy of her. Seeing Zhou Xing's confusing look when she listened to others, she felt it was fun, and she heard Zhou Xing's strange and strange accents and styles, she felt it was fun, and she saw Zhou Xing's indifferent lazy look, which made her feel it was fun, and even when she saw Zhou Xing eating voraciously, she felt it was fun.

Brother Zhou was so fun at that time.

Later? Brother Zhou's injury healed. It turned out that he was a prince. No wonder Brother Zhou couldn't understand our local dialect. It turned out that he was from Chang'an Yayan. My mother told Brother Zhou that kind of elegant language was very nice, much better than our local dialect. Why didn't my mother teach me how to say it? If I could speak Chang'an Yayan, how great would it be, so I could say anything to Brother Zhou?

Brother Zhou knows so much, Chang'an, Luoyang, Chengdu, Yangzhou, so many places, so far away, he knows. Seeing that Brother Zhou's head is not big, why did he hold so many things? It turns out that the prince needs to know so many things! The place so far north is full of snow and big trees, and he can't walk for a few months. He knows. The place so far east is full of water, boundless water, and I have been walking on the water for a year. It's another big place, tens of thousands of times larger than our valley. He also knows. When he keeps walking west, people everywhere have blue eyes, yellow hair, and white faces. He actually knows how big he is, and it's impossible to go there. How could he know?

Brother Zhou is really amazing. He has only been here for a few months. He runs a school, a baojia, and trains soldiers. It seems that he can never use the things in his mind. My mother said that he writes with a pen outside. Brother Zhou writes with a cocktail hair, and it looks so beautiful. Poor that the chickens in our villa have all become bald tails. Brother Zhou doesn't know that now, as long as the children in the villa have just grown a little, they will be pulled clean by the children and put them away properly. One day, he will also use this to write on paper.

Brother Zhou was really majestic when he was training troops. He shouted on the court that the men in the village were all obedient, and even the second uncle and third uncle would stand so straight and line up so in a row. In the past, the second uncle was so powerful. Apart from his father, he had never been afraid of anyone. Haha, it turned out that the second uncle was also afraid that Brother Bao would use a stick to spank?

Brother Bao’s stick seems to have hit many people? The aunts and sisters-in-law in the village have objections. After practicing every day, they are not only sweaty, but also muddy. Whether it is the new cloth shoes or the newly woven straw sandals, they are all broken and not good after wearing them for a few days. This is all caused by Brother Zhou’s exercises. But why no one blames Brother Zhou and nags uncles and brothers? So many aunts and sisters-in-law, how come they all respectfully call him Master Zhou? I heard from the second aunt that someone wants to match Brother Zhou!

No wonder Brother Zhou likes them. Brother Zhou is so good at talking. When he sees his aunts and sisters-in-law, he always smiles. He either says that he is virtuous or praises that beauty and is so good at flattering people. When his aunts and sisters-in-law meet Brother Zhou, the "Teacher Master" shouts so happily.

It seems that Brother Zhou has praised himself, too? It seems that he has praised me. When he was recuperating, he always said that I was beautiful! But why didn’t he praise him later? It seems that the more later, Brother Zhou is more polite. No matter what he does, he always keeps talking about "thank you, thank you". Why did others help him, not thank him so much? Why did it seem that the further he was, the further away? Did I snatch his cold rice that time and he was angry with me?

But I am doing it for his own good. I eat cold rice and my stomach hurts if I eat too much. Brother Zhou knows so much, he must know!

If he knew that I was doing it for him and was afraid that he would get sick, then why would he be so polite every time he cooked or hot rice? He didn't say much except thank you? He always kept talking in front of others. Does Brother Zhou hate me?

But why? Because I can't read? But none of the sisters in the village can read, and the whole village can't read? Moreover, I can learn it. He taught Brother Hui and others, and I have recognized a lot of words. Brother Hui and I have learned it, but I just didn't write it for him. Even the addition and subtraction he talked about, I can't read it. My mother praised me for being smart and said that if I go to school, I will be a female scholar!

But why did Brother Zhou talk and laugh when he saw others, but he was so disgusted when he saw me? At first, he called me Sister Rong'er, but why was it Miss Zhou? Who would often help him cook and wash clothes? My mother laughed at me and said that I care more about you than my father. Miss Zhou? How ugly is it, but outsiders call me that!

Could it be that the aunt from that family said that Brother Zhou is going to get engaged? He wants to get engaged, so he wants to avoid suspicion with me?

Unscrupulous Brother Zhou, your first meal when you woke up, but I made it for you and I served it for you.


Chapter completed!