I had a tough guy in ancient times

Qi Shao didn't know which kind of god the shopkeeper was talking about, but as long as he could make money, it was fine.

Because this world is fictional in ancient times, there are people of three genders, and what Party A's father wants is a small picture album of men and younger brothers, so it is equal to Qi Shao's indirect desire to draw male and male books.

This is hard for Qi Shao. The small movies he watched before were all male and female. He has never seen a male and male movie, and there is no picture in his mind. The women in the painting are also drawn as men.

Qi Shao couldn't help sighing while painting, thinking silently that if the teacher knew that he had learned painting for more than ten years but ended up using it to draw this little yellow book, he might be beaten to death by the teacher.

But he believes that the teacher should not be so angry after knowing that this is for survival.

While Qi Shao was thinking wildly, he gradually became more focused, and he didn't even hear the sound of Zhang Yu's knock on the door, until a cold voice sounded in his ears, Qi Shao's hands trembled in fright, and the objects of the man he drew suddenly grew astonishingly Degree.

Qi Shao subconsciously felt that this kind of thing should not be seen by others. He subconsciously covered the picture album with ordinary paintings, and turned his head suddenly to look at the little friend Zhang Yu who was standing on the side of the table without anyone noticing. I couldn't straighten it out, "Zhang, Zhang Yu, why are you here?!"

Wait, didn't he lock the door? !

How did Zhang Yu get in? !

FUCK FUCK!

Zhang Yu must have never seen it!

He certainly didn't harm the little flower of the motherland! !

Zhang Yu is a typical phoenix eye. It stands to reason that when those eyes are focused on a person, the upward curvature of the eye tip gives people an inexplicable charm; but Qi Shao did not feel the legendary charm at all, and It was a staring death gaze.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Qi Shao asked uncomfortably with his mouth trembling.

Zhang Yu lowered his eyelids halfway, with no expression on his face and no emotion in his voice, he said, "Em calls you to eat."

Qi Shao nodded, "Okay, I'll come right away." Then he got up and pressed the picture book with a few pages under a pile of books.

Before Zhang Yu went out, he glanced at the picture album that Qi Shao deliberately hid at the bottom, his eyes were gloomy.

For breakfast, he ate sweet potato porridge with capers as a side dish, which can be said to be very healthy and delicious. Qi Shao ate two bowls, cleaned up the dishes neatly, and consciously took them to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

It was at this time that the village chief came to the door, and Zhang's mother was not too surprised. Brother Yu led a man back to the village in a fair and honest manner, and it was inevitable that someone would sue him.

"Village head." Amu Zhang called lightly.

The village head is a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and dark skin. Because he does a lot of farm work, the veins on his hands and arms are obvious. He smiled and directly stated his intention: "Zhang Yan, I heard that your family came to I found a handsome man, I don't know which relative he is from?"

The village head is also a slick person, and he can pick himself up just by saying the four words "listen to what others say".

There was no emotion on Zhang Yan's face, he was used to seeing all kinds of faces, even though he was disgusted in his heart, he still had a gentle look on his face, and asked with a smile: "Why, now whoever comes to visit relatives has to go to the village head to tell One sound?"

The village chief's eyelids trembled, and he sighed heavily, "Oh, that's not what I meant. Didn't these people die in the town recently? I was also afraid that those murderers would take the opportunity to sneak into our village. Our village is the closest to the town."

Zhang Yan: "The village doesn't need to worry, I won't let people of unknown origin enter the house."

Now that Zhang Yan said he understood so well, the village can't say anything more. He didn't want to come this way, but he couldn't resist those people in the village who wanted to make trouble.Speaking of which, it has been five years since Zhangyan returned to Guhe Village, why are the people in the village still rejecting Zhangyan so much?

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and no matter how bad Zhang Yan is, he came back from Beijing. Why can't those people in the village figure it out?

The village shook his head helplessly, and left step by step.

As soon as the village chief left, Zhang Yu wanted to go out with him. Zhang Yan saw the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and he called his brother back, "Brother Yu, don't be so impulsive, you are just insignificant people, that's all. Why do you have to worry about those people?"

Zhang Yu was a little innocent: "Mum, I'm going to the back mountain." It was already a day of delay to pick up Qi Shao yesterday, and now I don't know if that person is still waiting there.

Zhang Yan: "..."

"It's not that you do this kind of thing too much on weekdays, so now when I see you going out, I think you're going to beat someone up again."

Zhang Yu frowned, "Em, don't keep those two words on your lips."

Zhang Yan laughed, "Why, my brother Yu cares about his image now?"

Zhang Yan pursed his lips, but said nothing.

If he knew that he would fall in love with someone at first sight here five years ago, he would not act recklessly like before. Now the rumors about him in the village are too scary, and I don’t know how Qi Shao will react after knowing this .

"Go," Zhang Yan joked, "Don't pick up another man."

Zhang Yu was a little annoyed: "...Ah Mu." Ah Mu made fun of him no matter what.

Zhang Yan kicked out his brother who had become angry from embarrassment, and teased his brother unceremoniously: "Be careful, E-Mu and your husband are waiting for you at home."

When Zhang Yu, who was walking outside, heard this, his feet became unsteady and he almost fell.

Zhang Yan covered his mouth and laughed, "My brother Yu finally knows how to be shy."

Zhang Yu: "..."

……

Qi Shao only found out that Zhang Yu had gone to the back mountain again when he was having lunch, which made him nervous all morning, for fear that Zhang Yu would suddenly stand beside him and make a cold noise. His spirit is fragile... After all, he is the one who has a guilty conscience.

Lunch was still in the kitchen of Zhang's mother. Qi Shao just had a rest, so he ran to the back kitchen to help burn firewood. The stove in the kitchen was somewhat similar to that of Qi Shao's grandfather's house, but it was not made of cement. The small pot was boiling hot water, and it was boiling. Qi Shao found a melon ladle, scooped the hot water into the porcelain pot, and set it aside to cool.

"Qi Shao, what kind of little brother do you like?" Zhang Yan has already confirmed that his little brother has all his heart buried in this young man. As an Eminem, besides making fun of his little brother, he naturally has to help him The little brother inquired about the situation.

Qi Shao drew pictures of men and women all morning in order to survive. Now when Zhang Amu said that he was a little brother, the things he drew automatically appeared in his mind. Qi Shao suddenly felt bad, and he shook his head Get rid of the filthy images in your mind, and say: "Mr. Zhang, I don't like my little brother." It's better to be a woman.

Zhang Yan stopped stir frying, glanced at Qi Shao behind the chimney, and saw that the young man looked serious and didn't mean to be joking, Zhang Yan's heart instantly turned cold.

"Why don't you like my little brother?"

Qi Shao scratched his head. He was afraid that Aunt Zhang might misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained: "Amu Zhang, it's not that I don't like my brother, but I like women more."

Qi Shao is sure that he is a straight man.

Zhang Yan twitched his lips, "But marrying a woman is very expensive."

Qi Shao: "..."

I don't know what's going on, but I feel an inexplicable hostility.

Zhang Yan looked sad: "The last time the eldest son of the landlord's family in the village got married, he married a girl from your Qi family village. Do you know how much money he spent?"

Qi Shao swallowed, "How much?"

Zhang Yan stretched out two fingers.

Qi Shao: "...two taels?"

Zhang Yan shook his head, "It's 20 taels."

Qi Shao's mind was spinning quickly, 20 taels here is equivalent to the modern... two, 20!

Also, it's not unacceptable, it's much less than in modern times... Hey, that's not right!

Fuck, was my brain kicked by a donkey? !

Why do you have to marry a wife and have children here? This is just a book world. Qi Shao always feels that he will find a way to get back sooner or later.

The basis is that the protagonists in all the time-travel novels he has read can travel back later.

Qi Shao's mind was spinning quickly, and suddenly he noticed Zhang's mother was still staring at him, and he hurriedly echoed: "It's so expensive! Can't afford to marry."

Zhang Yan nodded seriously, then changed the subject and said, "But marrying a younger brother won't cost so much money."

Qi Shao asked cheaply how much money he wanted.

Zhang Yan smiled and half-jokingly said, "If it was you, I wouldn't ask for a penny."

Qi Shao: "..."

Wait, is this inexplicably familiar sight of forced marriage his illusion?

I couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and everything should be done step by step, so Zhang Yan didn't continue, and put the food on the table, so Qi Shao moved his chopsticks.

Qi Shao: "Won't Zhang Yu come back for dinner?"

Zhang Yan said indifferently: "My little brother wants to be raised cheaply, just eat some wild fruits."

"..." Qi Shao took a mouthful of rice silently, thinking that Zhang's mother was really getting better at joking.

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In the afternoon, Qi Shao continued to draw small yellow pictures in his room, and he didn't put down his pen until it was dark and he couldn't see clearly. He stood up and stretched slowly.

"Finish?" Zhang Yu's voice suddenly came out.

Qi Shao: "?!"

He glanced at the room in shock, and was relieved when he didn't find Zhang Yu's figure in the room.

"Are you looking for me?" Zhang Yu patted the window, "I'm here."

Qi Shao turned his head and saw Zhang Yu standing outside the window.

"..." Why does this kid appear and disappear like a ghost?

Zhang Yu put the vase he was holding in his arms on Qi Shao's table. The porcelain white vase was filled with clusters of small wild flowers. Qi Shao didn't know what kind of flower it was, but he looked small and exquisite, and the color was not too much Gorgeous, it can make people feel warm when placed in the house.

Qi Shao tried his best to ignore the strange feeling of a big man receiving flowers, and thanked Zhang Yu with a smile.

Zhang Yu: "Qi Shao, do you like it?"

Qi Shao: "I like it."

Zhang Yu: "Then I will pick them for you tomorrow."

Qi Shao: "..."

Why is this conversation getting weirder and weirder?

"No need," Qi Shao said.

Zhang Yu pursed his lips, said nothing, and disappeared in front of the window.

Seeing that the child had left, Qi Shao was inexplicably relieved. He glanced at the flowers on the table, and couldn't hold back his curiosity for a moment, and leaned over to smell them, almost choking tears from the strong fragrance.