The night wind is filled with the breath of grass and the fragrance of wild flowers. Fireflies flew around among the grass and trees, drawing blurred light.

Shui Wu squatted in front of the fire stove made of stones and cooking dried meat buns. Le Yao held his chin and watched curiously as the little panda gnawed a bamboo shoot with relish.

Under the strong request of Shui Wu and Le Yao, the little panda has officially become a member of this temporary family, and Le Yao also gave it a name: Fuwa.

Ye Xiaotian squatted beside the stove, inspecting his plundering results with enthusiasm, and putting them in categories. The golden copper coins attracted Fuwa's attention. When Le Yao rushed to smell the fragrance of rice, Fuwa threw down half of the bamboo shoots, climbed to Ye Xiaotian, grabbed a handful of big money and put it in his mouth.

"Ga Bengbeng..., snubeng..." What sound? A strange feeling came out in Ye Xiaotian's mind, but he didn't go to his heart. He was focusing on counting money. "Ga Bengbeng..., snubeng..." Ye Xiaotian turned around and saw Fuwa grab another handful of money, as if he was eating candy beans. "Ah! That's money! Spit it out, spit it out! You spit it out for me! You are not afraid to eat you to death!" Ye Xiaotian was like a greedy child, patting Fuwa's fat head. Fuwa, like Le Yao, was just a foodie. It stretched its neck, drooped its tongue, and its eyes were as cute as dark circles, looking at Ye Xiaotian innocently, with his mouth as empty as wild. "Get away! Go away, come and beat you to death!" Ye Xiaotian reached out and pushed it, and said rudely: "Go away, get out and play!"

The poor Fuwa was pushed back by Ye Xiaotian. It got up, staggered to the side, picked up half of the bamboo shoot, took a bite, and threw it to Ye Xiaotian with a faint sad back.

Le Yao turned around and saw it, and said sadly with his mouth flattened, "Brother Bad, bullying the child!" When he ran to the front, he heard that Fuwa chewed all the big money and ate it, and couldn't help but worry again: "Brother Xiaotian, Fuwa won't die after eating big money, right?" Ye Xiaotian rolled his eyes and continued to count the money, while saying heartbrokenly: "It's weird if you die. I already know what this little bastard looks like. It's called the Iron Eater. Do you think it will die? Look at it, it just ate it and it can buy three fat chickens in one bite!"

The ingredients for the dinner were picked up from the broken truck. The three of them had a very sumptuous supper. Surprisingly, Fuwa actually squatted beside them and picked up some leftovers. He ate with relish. The little guy was still an omnivorous animal.

It was late at night, and Le Yao, who had been having sex with Fuwa for a night, had already fallen asleep sweetly. Her pillow was Fuwa. Fuwa hugged her head and stuck her butt and slapped her ass. Le Yao was pillowing on its fat waist, and the two friends were actually very harmonious.

Ye Xiaotian sat by the jungle, looking at the shadows of the night in the distance, listening to the waves of trees, he had not moved for a long time. Shui Wu, who had already lying down beside the fire, turned over and sat up, looked at him from afar, finally got up, and came to his side slowly.

Shui Wu sat down not far beside him and whispered: "Brother Ye, do you have any worries?"

Ye Xiaotian grimaced at her and smiled and said, "What can I have if I am a heartless person?"

Shui Wu stared at him quietly, without saying a word.

Ye Xiaotian turned his head, let out a sigh, and said, "I miss home."

After a moment of silence, Ye Xiaotian said: "This is the first time I have traveled far away from home in my life. It's so far away. For so long, I don't know... My father's cold legs are better. I don't know how big brother and brother are doing in the Heavenly Prison, and I don't know if my sister-in-law has had trouble with him again..."

Ye Xiaotian said, his voice gradually became hoarse: "When I arrived in Huxian, I have to spend some money to ask the postman to send a letter to the capital to report safety to the family. Otherwise, they will worry about me."

Shui Wu looked at him steadily. Ye Xiaotian seemed to always have a cynical face and a naturally optimistic temperament in front of her. It was not until this time that she realized that this man also had a emotional side.

Shui Wu was silent for a long time, and silently turned to the mountain shadow opposite to the direction Ye Xiaotian stared at, and said quietly: "I miss home too. Actually, I have never been to my hometown. I was in the capital when I was born, but my family is there now."

Ye Xiaotian turned his head and asked, "Where are your home? Who else is there in the house?"

Shui Wu said: "It's just west of Huling. Huling should be Huxian, right? I heard from my mother that this place was managed by two chieftains. At that time, it was not called Huxian, but Huling. Through Huling, it was Tongren, and my family was there. I only have parents, but I heard from my mother that there are many people in my hometown."

Ye Xiaotian's eyes flashed slightly and he said, "Where is he, he also lives in Tongren?"

Shui Wu certainly understood who Ye Xiaotian asked. She bent her legs gently, hugged her knees with her hands, put her chin on her knees, and whispered: "Well! His surname is Xie, and his name is Xie Chuanfeng. His father was originally the manager of the lady's house. Both of our families worked in the master's house and arranged marriages since childhood. Later, the master's house was in decline. My mother took me with the lady to the Yang family, and Uncle Xie's family and my father returned to their hometown first."

Ye Xiaotian frowned slightly. It turned out that these two families were still "family friends". In this way, it was difficult to get the support of Shui Wu's parents when he was fighting for his wife with the guy named Xie. However...

Ye Xiaotian's brows immediately spread out, so what? I, Ye Xiaotian, are also people from the place where people are crowded with spirits. If I can't even compete for such a person, even if she is willing to follow me, would I have the shame to want her?

Thank you Chuanfeng, right?

Ye Xiaotian clenched his fists secretly!

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The blue waves are surging, and there are a few white waves on the green waves, with beautiful curves. Between the clear water and the waves, there are earth-yellow gourds floating. Because of the age, there are traces of light and darkness and some spots on the gourds.

This is Huxian from the sky.

Huxian is a third-class county. It has been established for less than three years and is affiliated with the Guizhou Chengxuan Government and Envoy. It is like a gourd floating above the vast blue waves, waiting for the iron-guilled plum to descend from the sky and step on it across the ocean.

Guizhou has many mountains, canyons, rugged terrain, and although there are many rivers, they are not suitable for navigation. Therefore, both water and land are extremely blocked. Guizhou "the sky is sunny for three days, and the earth is flat for three miles". If it rains, it will be flooded, and if it rains, it will be drought. If it does not rain, it will be farmed and water will be wet. Even the terraced fields are known as the "Looking Heaven Field", which is truly a reliance on the sky to make a living.

In the past, Guizhou was not an independent administrative region, and Guizhou has always been divided into Huguang, Sichuan and Yunnan. In the 15th year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang established the Guizhou Ducheng Office, and in the 19th year of Yongle, Zhu Di established the Guizhou Administrator Office, and Guizhou Province was considered to be established.

But in fact, Guizhou was still under the rule of hundreds of chieftains of all sizes. The General Administration and the General Office was only the highest institution in name. During the Wanli period, although the control of the court was gradually strengthening, the chieftains were still in Guizhou.

Hu County is originally named Huling, and is located on the main road between Yunnan and Hunan. It is full of business and tourism and is very prosperous. There is an army that was stationed here since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, but the government affairs are always under the responsibility of two chieftains.

Three years ago, Huxian had a severe drought. In order to fight for water, the two chieftains fought. The court took the opportunity to send troops to intervene and deposed the two chieftains. They set up a county government here and appointed officials to formally incorporate it into the direct jurisdiction of the court.

It was just a political pattern that had been formed over thousands of years. It was not possible to successfully take over by building a yamen or hanging a sign. After the county yamen was established, the local Han people, Yi people, and Miao people actually formed a situation of their own governance, which was even more chaotic than before.

Le Yao, with watery eyes, like black grapes washed with mountain spring water, holding Fuwa, who was half a head shorter than her, and was chubby and round; his steps were small, his waist twisted gently, and his appearance was very handsome, and Ye Xiaotian, who was wearing a big bag and acting as a coolie, went through thousands of hardships and eighty-one difficulties, and finally arrived in Huxian.

A small river divides the fat and round "Hulu bottom" in Huxian into two halves. With the small river as the boundary, Huxian's county government offices, military garrisons and their families live in a flat and wide area on the right half. The left half is based at the foot of the mountain, and lives in the Han people who have long been dependent on the military garrison here.

Walking on the bustling and lively Huxian Street, Ye Xiaotian exclaimed: "It's very good. I thought it was barren and desolate here. I didn't expect it to be so prosperous!"

Looking around, there are endless shops, street stalls, wineries and teahouses, merchants and pedestrians, and shops of various sizes, all kinds of shops are hung in a dazzling array of hawking sounds one after another, and local dialect and official dialect are intertwined.

Sometimes, a Yi man with a knife on his waist, his eyes were not squinting, his expression was solemn, his nose was high, and his deep eyes were walking through them. Even Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but look at his majestic spirit.

Sometimes there was a Miao girl wearing a green embroidered colorful peach blossom pleated skirt. She carried a bamboo basket and walked lightly with them. She was covered in silver jewelry, silver circumference, and waist chains were jingling, which was very pleasant.

Passers-by who were rushing around and traveling peacefully, perfectly blended the two completely similar atmospheres together.

Ye Xiaotian looked at the dazzled bustling street with his eyes suddenly. It was the Miao girl who had just walked side by side with them. She walked with her long and light legs and suddenly stopped in front of a jewelry head stall and bent down...

"Ah! My God! Her skirt is so short! What a healthy and round, smooth and tight thigh…"

Before she could saliva flowed down, Ye Xiaotian exclaimed in his heart: "Oh! My God! She didn't wear anything in her skirt! She really didn't wear anything? She really didn't wear anything!"

Ye Xiaotian was so surprised that he almost bit his tongue. It was a pleated short skirt that was only five inches long. There was nothing in it. When he bent down, his two round and plump petals were exposed. Ye Xiaotian almost fainted in shock: "How could this happen in the world? I have never heard of it before. How could this be... It's too insane! Every girl's family..."

A slut in front blocked his sight. Ye Xiaotian quickly turned to the side, looking at the two petals of August 15 with good eyes, while hypocritical condemning in his heart. What really made him indignant was probably that other men could see that he could see.

Xue Shuiwu saw the Miao girl who was already in spring and had no idea that she was already in spring, and her pretty face turned red. Although she had never been to her hometown, she had heard her mother talk about many things about her hometown. She knew that this Miao girl must be the Blue Miao girl.

Denglan is in Miao dialect, Denglan is skirt, and Lan is short, which translates into Chinese to short skirt Miao. Their clan has worn skirts like this since ancient times, but in fact it was not until the early 1990s that they began to add underwear.

This is the custom of the family, so naturally it cannot be measured by the Han ethics, but Xue Shuiwu still blushed in embarrassment. When she turned her head, she saw that Ye Xiaotian's eyes were about to fall out. She couldn't help but feel very hated. Why do stinky men always have this kind of virtue? What's so good about it?

Shui Wu stepped on Ye Xiaotian's instep with hatred. Ye Xiaotian came back to his senses with pain and looked around. He said seriously: "This place has outstanding people and beautiful places, and the folk customs are simple. It is really beautiful mountains, rivers and scenery! What are the paradise above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below? In my opinion, it should be Huxian below."

Shui Wu sneered, "Yes, this is a paradise for men!"

Ye Xiaotian glanced at her, and suddenly his eyes lit up, pointing at Shui Wu as if he had discovered a new continent and said, "Ha! Are you jealous? Are you jealous, are you?"

Shui Wu's face turned red and she said angrily: "I don't."

"No? Why are you blushing without you? Don't leave, make it clear, are you jealous?"

Ye Xiaotian was about to catch up with him, but suddenly he saw a idle man walking behind the girl who bent down and supported her knees to choose jewelry. He looked around and suddenly reached out and touched the girl's buttocks, and then an incredible scene happened.
Chapter completed!