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The summer morning in the countryside is very cool, the grass is dotted with dew, and the water in the ditches is crystal clear and gurgling.

Song Li had longed to play in the ditch for a long time, and that day when Dong Wu went to the county town, Song Li urged Chunying to wash clothes in the ditch together.

Summer clothes are light and thin, and they are usually washed at home. Dong Wu is afraid that Song Li will fall into the water when he washes the clothes in the ditch, so he will not let him go. Dong Wu's worries are completely necessary, after all, Song Li Li often trips and falls over skirts at home.

Song Li persuaded Dong Wu to be ineffective, so he had to go while Dong Wu was away.

He was also afraid that Dong Wu would ask about his worries afterwards, so he called Chunying to go with him.

When they took their clothes and went to the river ditch, the sun had already risen, but it was not so big, and when it shone on the water, the water surface was shimmering.

At this time, it was a bit late for the daughters-in-law who were busy in other people's homes. Most of them would take out the clothes and wash them early in the morning before the sun came out, and they would be busy with other things as soon as the sun rose.

Song Li and Chunying arrived at the laundry place, but there was no one else there.

This is a place not far from the main road, the water is not deep, the water flow is neither fast nor slow, and there are many large pebbles, which are just right for washing clothes.

There are a few large willow trees on the bank, and there is a bamboo forest not far from the other side of the river, which is a place with excellent scenery.

Song Li finished washing the clothes in three or two strokes. Chunying was always too meticulous in doing things, and was always very slow. At this time, she only finished washing two clothes.

Song Li sat on the big white stone and said to Chunying, "This water won't wash people away?"

Chunying looked up at him, and smiled at him, "The water is not deep, and there is no dark whirlpool. No one has ever been washed away here. However, the pool below here is quite dangerous. The little one in the next village The child drowned in it."

Song Li let out an "oh", and was already happily taking off his shoes and picking up his trouser legs.

Chunying saw his white feet and calves almost dazzled her eyes in the morning light, she immediately scolded, "What are you doing?"

For a person who likes to swim, what does it feel like to see a pool of crystal clear water, that is, the whole body is itchy, and I just want to go for a swim.

The mountains here are good, the water is good, and it is such a summer morning, how comfortable it is to be able to swim in the water.

Song Li knew that he couldn't swim here, but it was okay to step on the water with his trouser legs.

Song Li's thinking like this is not because he doesn't know the rules here, he often sees other people's wives and mothers-in-law in the village walking on the road in front of his courtyard with their trouser legs and bare feet. After all, they are all peasants. , who wants to work and do things, who would be so particular about it like the women in the city.

The wives and girls in the big family pay attention to this, and don't show their feet and legs in front of outsiders, but generally no one in the countryside cares about this.

That's why Song Li thought that it didn't matter if he went barefoot.

Put your feet into the river water in the early morning, and a coldness rushes from the soles of your feet to the top of your head, making your whole body tremble.

Song Li stood in the river with a smile, and then answered Chunying cheerfully, saying, "It's very comfortable for me to step in the water. After you wash your clothes, I'll get up and go back with you."

Chunying put down her clothes and scolded him, "Dong Wu will definitely be angry if you look like this, okay, what kind of water are you stepping on, what should I do when men come over and see it later?"

The water in the river is not as high as knees. When you look down, you can even see the pebbles and sand at the bottom of the river, and you can also see your own white feet, and small fish swimming past your legs. The feeling of water flowing past makes your calves Feel cool, itchy, very comfortable.

Song Li couldn't bear to get up from the water at all, and ignored Chunying's words, saying, "It's okay, I'll just stay in the water for a while, and I'll go ashore after you wash. Even if someone comes to see it, it's okay, Wan Sheng's house in the west I still see her walking with her trousers pulled up to her knees, is Wansheng angry? Not angry."

Chunying frowned at him, not knowing what to scold him.

She was stunned, but the clothes in her hand had already been taken off and were rushed down by the water. She exclaimed in surprise, "The clothes have been washed away!"

The clothes were washed into the middle by the water, Chunying was still wearing embroidered shoes, why did she get into the water, Song Li hurried over to pick them up for her, the moment the clothes were caught, he stepped on a slippery stone covered with moss Go up, plop into the water.

"Song Li?" Chunying called him, wanting to take off her shoes and go into the water to pull him.

The water here is shallow, and it's okay to fall into the water.

Song Li stood up and took Chunying's clothes to her.

The underside of Song Li's skirt and trousers was completely wet, and the sleeves of the clothes were also wet. Fortunately, the rest of the place was fine, only a little wet on the chest, not all wet, otherwise the clothes would stick to the body, and others would really be able to see everything Got it, there's no way to walk back.

Seeing Song Li like this, Chunying stared at him with round eyes, and scolded him with a blushing face, "How can I walk back in this state, you little hoof can't make me worry."

Song Li had no choice but to comfort her while laughing, "Sister Chunying, it's nothing, I'll do it in a while, really."

Chunying really had no choice but to look around, and found that the dirty clothes just now were soaked in water, and she couldn't find a dry one for him to wear, so she had to let him stand in the wet clothes. There, and then squatted down angrily and started to wash, ignoring him.

Song Li persuaded her for a while, but Chunying didn't give him a good face, so Song Li had no choice but to stop talking and walked into the water to continue playing for a while.

Chunying saw him walking into the water again, so she had no choice but to control him, saying, "What are you doing walking in the middle, come up quickly..."

Chunying was stunned when she said that, and then turned red instantly. She frowned and looked at the other side of the river.

Song Li was about to speak back to Chunying, but at this time she also turned around and looked across the river.

Standing under the willow tree on the other side of the river was a man wearing a moon-white robe with a fan in his hand. He was dressed in a suave manner. In Song Li's eyes, this man was really pretending to be home.

The men in the village always wear bunts, so this man must not be from the village if he is dressed like this.

As Song Li thought about it, the other party smiled at him, looking at Song Li from top to bottom without any scruples.

Chunying was really angry now, but she didn't have the courage to scold the man on the other side of the river, so she had to call Song Lidao, "Song Li, come up quickly and put on your shoes and socks."

Song Li turned around and saw Chunying's eyebrows raised horizontally, knowing that she was really angry, so she let out an "oh" and hurried to the shore.

Ever since Shang Shaocai met Song Li at the village chief's house last time, he has developed a lustful problem, almost suffering from lovesickness. All day long, his mind is full of the gorgeous appearance of Song Li's blushing cheeks that day.

He knew on that day that this charming and beautiful lady was already Dong Wu's wife. If Song Li hadn't married yet, he could have divorced and married her. Easy to handle.

He pondered for a long time, and finally made up his mind, decided to hook up with people first, and then slowly figure it out.

Shang Shaocai is very confident in himself, not to mention that his family is richer than Dong Wu, and he thinks that he is a handsome, suave and talented man. One underground, and the little lady Dong Wu is still young, just the age to love beauty, as long as he has the right method, he may not be able to seduce Song Li, and when the time comes when Lang has a lover and concubine, is he afraid that it will not be a good thing?

Shang Shao just came up with this idea, and he paid close attention to Dong Wu's home. He wanted to hook up with Song Li, but found that Dong Wu spent most of his time at home with his beautiful lady, except for going out to do errands. After doing something, he also asked the girls from the next door family to come and accompany his little wife, so Shang Shaocai really couldn't do anything.

On this day, after a lot of difficulty, the valet reported to him that Dong Wu had gone to the county seat by boat early in the morning, and the boat came from Shigu Village.

Shang Shaocai thought that his chance had come, so he dressed up well, put on his brightest and most romantic clothes, and brought a fan he drew to find Song Li.

He is not afraid of being seen by others. After all, Dong Wu’s house is outside the village. Someone saw it, so he swaggered towards Dayao Village.

Unexpectedly, God was also optimistic about him and Song Li, and wanted to fulfill his good deeds. On the way, he found that beautiful little lady playing in the river. Her pair of white and tender calves were very beautiful. With her sleeves rolled up, her exposed arms were also white. Tender and tender, Shang Shaocai thought that he was also considered to be extremely beautiful, but he had never seen such a beautiful one, so he couldn't help but feel flustered. He was hiding behind the tree to watch, but at this time he walked out involuntarily.