Otaku's beauty doppelgänger

Chapter 5
"woohoo"

Hearing the sound of the car starting, Lao Huang immediately jumped into the co-pilot seat and sat upright without looking sideways. This is his exclusive seat, and he is an experienced old passenger.

The car is a Nissan Sylphy. Apart from other factors, the durability of Japanese cars is indeed commendable. Ye Han has used this car for five years, and there has been no problem at all.

On the winding village road, the white car was driving unhurriedly, and the breeze caressed the charming face through the car window, with the unique coolness of autumn, and she was reluctant to leave for a long time.Ye Han held the steering wheel with one hand and rested on the car window with the other, his fluttering hair danced lightly behind him, and the fragrance of the car was dancing.

Surrounded by blue sky, white clouds, gentle breeze and warm sunshine, Ye Han felt an unprecedented tranquility. Life is like this. What kind of mentality you have towards it will give you what kind of experience it will give you.

This feeling of ease and ease was something Ye Han had never felt before when his heart was ashamed.

Ten minutes later, Ye Han parked his car on the side of the road, and in front of him was a small hill with criss-crossing fields. The lush green area in the middle of the hill was her orange orchard.

Ye Han still remembers picking oranges with his parents in the past. At that time, the conditions were not as good as now. The family could only carry poles and boxes, fill them with oranges, and then work hard to pick them home. Carrying hundreds of pounds, it is impossible to walk home in one go. We often have to find a place to rest in the middle, drink water, and then continue to carry. It takes at least an hour to walk.

For the harvested oranges, if they are of good quality, they will be picked out and sold, and if they are not good, they will be eaten by themselves and given to neighbors. There will never be any neighbors who will dislike the ugly oranges. What the simple villagers want is affection. Today you Give me one, tomorrow I’ll give you two, sometimes even a bowl of baked potatoes will give you a few.

This village road that can be driven was also built when the village was engaged in the construction of a new countryside. When the country is prosperous and strong, it is natural not to forget those peasant brothers who sweated and bleed for the establishment of the new China. Ye Han's hometown is in the economically developed coastal area of ​​Zhejiang Province, so he immediately enjoyed the state's welfare.

On the narrow field road, Lao Huang was running wildly, often stopping suddenly in the middle of the run, turning his head to see if his master was keeping up, and seeing that he was still there, he continued to rush forward.

Sometimes Ye Han wanted to play tricks on it, and when it stopped, he turned around and walked back. After walking a few steps, he saw Lao Huang rushing past like a gust of wind. Finding that his master turned around and walked in another direction, he immediately ran wildly again.

Lao Huang is very excited, it has not run so freely for a long time, so it is very happy to run back and forth like this, just like it did a long, long, long time ago, but at that time, not only the little ones were playing with it Master one.

Silver bell-like laughter reverberated in the open field for a long time, spreading joy. The golden and plump rice grains on both sides of the path also rose and fell happily with this joy. A gust of autumn wind passed by, carrying the laughter away. The last trace of morning mist left on the hillside.

One person and one dog fought and romped along the way, and finally came to the orange forest.Looking at the dozens of tall orange trees arranged in an orderly manner in front of him, and the oranges like small lanterns hanging on the trees, Ye Han felt that his mission was settled.

It has not been taken care of for three years, but there are not many weeds in this field, and there are traces of fresh soil turning under many orange trees. Some folks must have taken care of this orange grove.

When the accident happened, Ye Han moved back to the village by himself. The villagers were not good at comforting words, they just often sent her things, sometimes a few cabbage plants, sometimes a basket of oranges, but Ye Hanxin at that time As dead ashes, he completely closed himself up, rejecting all these good intentions.Later those people stopped bothering her.

Originally thought that he had been forgotten by others, but he did not expect that someone would still miss him. Looking at the ripe oranges that were about to fall, Ye Han couldn't help his eyes sore, he wiped his eyes with a light smile, put on his gloves and prepared to work.

On a mountain far away, a [-]-year-old mountain man wearing a straw hat and a hatchet hanging on his waist is looking into the distance. Although he can't see the people in the orange grove clearly, he still recognizes the old yellow dog that is romping around. My child." After watching for a moment, he turned and continued to walk up the mountain, leaving a sigh, a little relieved, but also a little sad, "What a wonderful family, what a pity, what a pity."

In the orange grove, Ye Han was very busy. The hat was too troublesome to wear, she had already thrown it aside, and her untidy hair was also in the way, so she just pulled out a few long grasses and tied them indiscriminately. Wake up, if Mr. Tony from some hairdressing shop sees Ye Han treat this head of hair that all women dream of so rudely, stomping his feet in anxiety, he even has the heart to beat this heartless lazy woman to death. up.

The sun was rising gradually, and the two big snakeskin bags were already full. Ye Han raised his hand with difficulty, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and gasped for breath with his slightly opened mouth. The two bags of oranges added up It weighed at least two hundred catties, and it took her almost two hours, but she was exhausted.

After resting for a while, feeling that his physical strength had recovered a little, Ye Han was ready to go home. This time he picked about half of the oranges in the orange grove, and it would be almost enough to come again in the afternoon. In the evening, he would make a good selection and pick them tomorrow. You can go to town and sell it.

Stretching out the snakeskin bag on the ground, Ye Han found that he was able to lift it up. Although it was a bit difficult, it was no problem to move it to the car. It seems that the strength of ten points is not too little, at least as good as a normal bag. of adult men.

"Old Huang, go home!" Ye Han shouted.

"Tsk!" Old Huang suddenly jumped out from the grass on the side, and ran to Ye Han with grass clippings all over his body, shaking his head and begging for mercy. Just now, he completely let himself go. The crops in the surrounding fields were probably already gone. Suffered from it.

"You bastard!" Ye Han helplessly patted the grass clippings off his body, "If you are naughty again, I will beat you."

"Wow, woof..." Lao Huang suddenly started shaking his body crazily, and grass clippings flew around.

"You bastard!" The unprepared Ye Han was startled, shouting in a panic and hurriedly retreating.

Suddenly, something strange flashed across Ye Han's eyes.

"What's going on?" She stopped and began to look around. After a while, she finally noticed something strange on a very large and round golden orange. There were three small white words on the top of the orange: Can be picked!

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