The Local Lazy Man System

Soon, the slippery thing was caught by Ye Yaorong out of the water.

"Loach, golden loach!"

Ye Yaorong looked at the loach on his hand with some surprise.

This loach is about 20 centimeters long. Except for the yellow fins, the rest of the body is golden yellow, as if wearing golden armor.

Ye Yaorong had seen the yellow loach when he was young, but it was the first time Ye Yaorong had seen the golden loach.

However, Ye Yaorong has seen in martial arts novels, this golden loach is called "golden loach" in martial arts novels.

In martial arts novels, this is a rare and precious treasure. After eating it, it will not only prolong your life, improve your skill, but also cure all kinds of poisons.

Of course, the "golden loach" in reality is just the product of the loach gene mutation, and its nutritional value is the same as that of ordinary wild loach.

Although the nutritional value of this golden yellow is the same as ordinary wild loach, their market prices are quite different.

You must know that yellow is the most noble color in China. In ancient times, only immortal Buddhas in imperial houses or temples could use this color. Ordinary people were not allowed to use yellow fabrics and the like.

Otherwise, it is a crime of gross disrespect, and you must know that in ancient times committing gross disrespect, you must beheaded.

The market price of wild yellow loach in the market is one or two times more expensive than ordinary wild loach.

Not to mention, the big "golden loach" in Ye Yaorong's hands is simply priceless.

The big "golden loach" in Ye Yaorong's hand can at least be bought for tens of thousands of dollars in the market.

But for Ye Yaorong, who is not short of money, naturally he would not take this loach to the market.

Putting this big "golden loach" into the bucket, Ye Yaorong went ashore.

He cleaned his body a little, put on his underwear, and called "Xiao Bai" who was playing on the shore to his side. Ye Yaorong carried the bucket and walked to his yard.

...

"The scarf I knit for you, try it!"

"I don't like wearing a scarf!"

"I want you to try, just try, obedient!"

"Sister, how are you thinking about our business?"

"Weng Tao, sister is old and divorced. It is not suitable for you. You can find a beautiful young girl to marry."

"But I just like you, I don't like other women!"

"You will regret it. Okay, don't talk about it. Sister will help you wrap your scarf around."

When Liu Yan said this, he surrounded Weng Tao with the scarf he had woven by himself.

A woman in love likes to knit a scarf for her beloved man to express her feelings.

Of course, this is for women of Liu Yan's age. At that time, the people's living conditions were not so good. Most of the things that women in love give to men they like are made by themselves, such as woven by themselves. Scarves, paper cranes folded by themselves.

"Sister, just marry me, I will marry no one except you!"

Weng Tao looked at Liu Yan affectionately and said.

"Don't be kidding! My sister is so old, not suitable for you, you will marry me, you will be laughed at in the future."

Liu Yan shook his head and said.

This fate is really frustrating. I have been a widow for more than ten years, and I don't want to marry again.

But destiny let himself meet Weng Tao.

I like Weng Tao, and Weng Tao also likes herself.

After secretly communicating with each other for a while, now Liu Yan regrets it.

Not regretting that I fell in love with Weng Tao, but regretting the impulse that I couldn't help but agreeing to be with Weng Tao for a while.

After all, he is almost a 40-year-old woman, and Weng Tao is only in his early thirties, and he is nine years older than him.

"Female juniors, hold gold bricks", that is the thinking of the old age.

In this era, men and women who get married are all a few years older than women.

Of course the most important thing is that Liu Yan is a widow, and there is also a widow with a daughter who is 18 or 9 years old. If she gets married again, she is a second marriage.

Weng Tao is still a young man who has never been married, and there are still several young girls in the village who like him.

I can't be so selfish. If I agree to marry Weng Tao, it will hurt him, make him laughed at for the rest of his life, and he will not be able to hold his head in front of others for the rest of his life.

"I don't care what other people think, what I say, I like you, I just want to marry you!"

Weng Tao shook his head and said.

From the day he met Liu Yan, Weng Tao knew that he had fallen in love with this woman who was many years older than him, and this emotion became more and more unable to extricate himself.

"You don't care, I care! I don't want to be ridiculed by my old cow for eating tender grass, I don't want to be accused of not observing women."

Liu Yan said with tears.

I really have no relationship with Weng Tao.

If you are in your young teens, if you haven't married someone, how wonderful!

It's a pity that those are just my own wishful thinking.

"I don't, tomorrow, tomorrow we will get a marriage certificate!"

Weng Tao hugged Liu Yan and said emotionally.

"Weng Tao, let me go quickly, it won't be good if someone finds out."

Liu Yan was taken aback and hurriedly said to Weng Tao.

If this is seen, it's over.

In less than a day, this rumors spread throughout Taoyuan Village.

He will have no face to go out in the future, and it will ruin Weng Tao's reputation, making it difficult for him to find his own happiness in the future.

This is the result Liu Yan didn't want.

Liu Yan really didn't want to harm Weng Tao. He could find a girl younger and more beautiful than himself to get married.

Instead of spending a lifetime with a middle-aged woman who is widowed.

"If you love someone, you must learn to let go!"

Liu Yan couldn't remember who said this sentence, but Liu Yan knew that he should let go now and could not continue in the wrong direction.

Weng Tao is still young, and now it is just a momentary impulse. He is already a person and cannot be as ignorant as him.

I have to think about him a lot.

"If you are seen, you will be seen. Sooner or later, others will know."

Weng Tao held Liu Yan tightly and did not let go.

"Cough cough cough!"

Ye Yaorong coughed deliberately.

The two of them were also too involved. They came by themselves, and they didn't feel it. Ye Yaorong was really worried that they would get into the flames in front of him. That would be too embarrassing!

After all, one is a widow who has been a widow for more than ten years, and the other is an older leftover man in his early thirties. When this passion is on, it is easy to get off the bed.

"what……"

Weng Tao and Liu Yan who hugged each other were hurriedly separated by Ye Yaorong.

"Old... boss..."

"Rong... Honor..."

Seeing Ye Yaorong standing at the door, Weng Tao and Liu Yan trembled when they spoke.

It never occurred to him that he would be caught by Ye Yaorong.

Now Liu Yan felt that he had a hundred mouths and couldn't tell.

Of course, Liu Yan himself knew that it was difficult for him to make clear the matter between himself and Weng Tao.

"Don't bother you!"

Ye Yaorong said with a smile to Liu Yan and Weng Tao.

Some time ago I heard Fang Bolin say that Weng Tao already has a sweetheart, Ye Yaorong has never guessed who Weng Tao's sweetheart is.

Because Weng Tao guarded the gate on weekdays except for arranging to go out to do errands, and he didn't see any young girls behave intimacy with him.

If I hadn't touched the screw on a whim today, I would come back to find this scene.

Ye Yaorong couldn't guess who Weng Tao's sweetheart would be.

Because Ye Yaorong thought, he would not think that Weng Tao would like Aunt Liu, the widow, and Aunt Liu was much older than Weng Tao.

It seems that everything is possible.

Taking a closer look at Aunt Liu, Ye Yaorong thought that Weng Tao's eyes sounded good. Although Aunt Liu is almost forty years old, she still looks charming, beautiful, and very attractive.

If you dress up a little bit and stay with her daughter Ye Xiaojuan, others will never think of them as mothers and daughters, but think that they are sisters.

"Glory, I... We are not what you think, we..."

Liu Yan explained hurriedly.

"Aunt Liu, don't say anything. I heard it all. You have been a widow for so many years, so you should think about your lifelong events."

Ye Yaorong waved his hand and said.

"Glory, I..."

"This is a matter between you. I can't say anything. Anyway, just one sentence, if you feel right to each other, stay together. Don't be afraid of others gossiping. This day is for yourself to see. Not for others to see."

Ye Yaorong interrupted Liu Yan and said.

There is a lot of gossip in the countryside, if you care about other people's gossip ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this person should not live.

"Boss, thank you!"

Weng Tao looked at Ye Yaorong gratefully and said.

"Well, you guys go on, I'll go first."

After speaking, Ye Yaorong carried the bucket and walked into the yard.

As for the relationship between Weng Tao and Aunt Liu, it is something they need to consider. After all, they are not children anymore, they are all adults.

Outsiders like myself don’t have much to say.

But from the heart, Ye Yaorong still hoped that Weng Tao and Aunt Liu could be together.

Aunt Liu is a woman worthy of Weng Tao's love.

For Aunt Liu, Ye Yaorong really respected. Ten years ago, when Aunt Liu was a young and beautiful woman, her man left, leaving her as a widow, and Aunt Liu took pains to raise her daughter. adult.

It is said that the widow’s door is full of right and wrong, but in the past ten years, there has not been any rumor about Aunt Liu in the village.

Now that her daughter has grown up and is now working, Ye Yaorong feels that she can find her own happiness.

It was rare for Weng Tao to meet her eyes, but Ye Yaorong was a little optimistic about them, thinking they were quite suitable.

...

"Uncle, what are you carrying?"

Seeing Ye Yaorong carrying a bucket into the yard, Xiao Mengmeng greeted him curiously and asked.

The little head looked into the bucket.

"Uncle, what is this, Jin Cancan?"

Xiao Mengmeng looked at the golden loach curiously and asked.

"This is a loach!"

Ye Yaorong said.

"Uncle, you lie, Loach is not like this at all!"

Xiao Mengmeng shook his head and said.

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