I Just Want To Be a Shrew After Wearing a Book

Han Wen sat up from the bed. At this time, the room was still completely dark. She sat on the edge of the bed, put on her shoes, and stumbled to find the drawstring in the room.

Han Wen checked her clothes and saw that there was nothing wrong before going out. At this time, the three of them were sleeping soundly, and there was no sound in the living room except for the clock hand moving.

Han Wen didn't dare to turn on the light, so she went to the bathroom in the dark. After washing up, she saw that the sky was slowly getting brighter. It was the first time that Han Wen had woken up so early, so she planned to find some work. With more, Han Wen was going to chop some firewood on the hill behind.

However, she was fine wearing pajamas at home, and she was a little sloppy when she went out, but her clothes were all in her own room, so she had no choice but to go back to the room to get them.

She was dragging the original owner's pair of rag shoes on her feet, and she would make a rustling sound when walking. In order not to wake Wang Hao, Han Wen took off the shoes on her face and put it at the door, thinking about her feet and pushed the bedroom away. door, slipped in.

Her house had curtains, so it was much darker than outside. After Han Wen went in, she had to touch all her clothes to find them.

Yesterday, she folded the clothes she was going to wear today and put them at the foot of the bed. Fortunately, after living in this house for so long, she has become familiar with the bed. Ho's feet.

Han Wen angrily withdrew her hand, and pinched Wang Hao's foot again unwillingly before she went out with her clothes, completely forgetting that she could not wake Wang Hao.

In his sleep, Wang Hao felt that someone was pinching him, neither light nor heavy, he woke up with a frown, turned around and saw only Han Wen's back.

Wang Hao stretched out his feet and probed the place where Han Wen put her clothes. Feeling that there was no obstacle, he guessed that Han Wen came in to get the clothes.

He looked around and saw that it was still early, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep again. Yesterday, he struggled until midnight, but now he is so sleepy that he can't get up at all. The reason for sleeping late is because the bed of Mo Xie was too fragrant.

Han Wen returned to Wang Hao's room to change clothes, found the rope and sickle, and went out quietly.

At this time, the sky was a little brighter than before, and Han Wen walked straight up the hillside along the small path.

At this time, there were also many young girls and young men who got up early and went up the mountain to chop wood with sickles and ropes, but there were few adults like Han Wen. After all, the light work of picking up wood was done by the children in the family.

Han Wen looked envious of the fast-paced young men walking in front of her. When would her tiger and Xiaolong grow so big and go up the mountain to chop wood!

Envy is envy, the work that should be done is still to be done. Fortunately, the children here are simple and honest. Knowing that it was the first time for Han Wen to go up the mountain to collect firewood, she did not laugh at her. They taught her very enthusiastically. Chai is not a rare job, and soon she picked up a lot.

Looking at the piles of firewood, Han Wen was very happy, so she planned to take them home first. She spread the hemp rope on the ground, put the firewood on top of the rope, and was ready to tie it up after she put it away, but she It has never been done before, and there is no picture of picking up firewood in the original owner's memory, so Han Wen can only paint a scoop according to the gourd.

Next to her was a little boy of eight or nine years old. He was black and thin, but he was very quick in his hands and feet. The child with him had only picked up a small part of it, and he had already picked up a whole lot.

He spread the twine on the firewood early and tied it up.

He felt Han Wen's gaze and turned to look at Han Wen, his little eyes full of sternness.

Han Wen was a little embarrassed to be caught, "I just saw how fast you were doing, so I'm a little curious."

The little boy just relaxed. He seemed to see Han Wen's confusion. He threw the rope in his hand to the side and came over to help Han Wen.

Han Wen felt a little embarrassed when she saw that he took the hemp rope in her hand and started to work without saying a word, "Don't do it! You teach me, I'll do it myself."

As if he hadn't heard Han Wen's words, the little boy bundled up the firewood, then went back without saying a word, carried his firewood and left.

Han Wen looked at his small body and wondered, could it be that this child is a mute? But it doesn't look like he's dumb when he comes?

Han Wen didn't think much about carrying her firewood and following the little boy down the mountain. On the way down the mountain, there was a bifurcated trail, one was going to their side, the other was leading to the village, the little boy directly Turning to the small road back to the village, carrying firewood on his back, hunched over his waist, he walked away without looking back.

Han Wen just glanced at it and then went home. As soon as she walked to the family area, she saw Wang Hao running towards her in shorts and a vest. Judging by his appearance, he should have just finished running.

Wang Hao ran to Han Wen and stopped, Han Wen felt a wave of heat coming from Wang Hao's body, Han Wen took a step back subconsciously, but did not expect Wang Hao to grab her arm directly, reaching out to Han Wen touched her shoulder.

Han Wen scolded sternly: "What are you doing?"

Wang Hao calmly grabbed the rope from Han Wen's shoulders, and he lifted it up with a strong firewood. Han Wen felt a light on his back and knew that Wang Hao took it, and let go of the rope from his hand.

Han Wen grumbled angrily: "What's wrong with talking about something and doing it directly."

Wang Hao explained helplessly: "I just want to help you get firewood, who knows you think so much."

Han Wen: "Next time you say it directly, it's not that I won't give it to you."

Wang Hao: "Okay."

The two walked a few steps side by side, and Han Wen asked curiously, "Why did you run here?"

According to the observation during this period, Han Wen found that Wang Hao got up and exercised every day, but he usually ran by the seaside, and it was quieter there. Why is it so abnormal today.

Wang Hao choked back casually, "The tide was high yesterday."

He wouldn't tell her that he came here on purpose to wait.

After walking a few steps, she saw Hu Zi sitting on a big rock, panting desperately, Han Wen was a little surprised, "Why is Hu Zi here?"

Wang Hao looked at Huzi like that, and said coldly, "His body is too bad, let him come out to exercise."

After listening to this, Han Wen looked at Wang Hao with a face full of surprise, thinking to herself, what are you doing crazy, the tiger is in poor health? On this island, there is nothing better than a tiger's body!

Have you ever seen a child with poor health go up the mountain to dig out the bird's nest, go into the water to catch fish, and run for a day without getting tired.

But Wang Hao is Hu Zi's father and has the right to educate Hu Zi. Besides, exercising is not a bad thing, so Han Wen didn't expose him.

"Huzi, go home." Han Wen shouted at Huzi, who was fanning with his head down.

Hu Zi heard the familiar voice, looked up and saw that it was his mother, immediately got up from the stone, and rushed towards Han Wen.

Who knows what happened to his father in the morning, he was clearly asleep and had to pull him out of the bed, pull him to run, not to mention running, and practice against him for a while, his small body is about to hold on. Living.