Yang Ming used his perspective to look at the wild hawthorn forest, saw the direction, and ran to the Hawthorn forest.

When he got to the place, he was not idle. He picked it directly, took a break, pulled two cigarettes, and filled a sack of hawthorns.

Yang Ming hangs his basket on a tree, so he doesn't need to bring it next time he comes.

A sack of hawthorn was carried over his shoulder, but he could not feel tired. Yang Ming thought in his heart: This sack should also weigh a hundred pounds, but he could not feel tired.

He understood in his heart that this must be the function of the fruit Li Qingzhao had given him to eat. How could he not have been born in the swordsman society? If you can be in the martial arts society, you can also be Guo Jing, Linghu Chong or Qiao Feng.

Yang Ming came to the river again with a sack of wild hawthorns on his shoulder. He jumped over with the sack on his shoulder. He didn't realize that he could jump over with the sack on his shoulder.

I was thinking, what if I fell into the water? But the hawthorn was not afraid of water, so he experimented and did not expect to succeed.

Yang Ming was carrying hawthorns back. On the way, he met people in the village. People in the village asked what Yang Ming was carrying. Yang Ming lied about wild vegetables.

Looking at Yang Ming carrying a sack so easily, he said that the wild vegetable family also believed it. Now Yang Ming still doesn't want others to know about the place. It's the right thing for him to make a fortune first.

When he returned home, it was just noon. Yang Ming had some leftovers, rested for an hour and set out again. At night, he got a sack again.

In his own home, he has a scale, weighing over 1200 kilograms, and Yang Ming controls the gross weight of each sack to 102 kilograms, so that he goes to the sack slices exactly one hundred kilograms a bag.

After a hard day and not wanting to go out to play, Yang Ming washed and went to bed. The next morning, he tied two sacks of Hawthorn to his motorcycle and took them to the town.

Yangwa Village belongs to Luliang Town, Fengshan County, Huaihai City, East China Sea Province. Yangwa Village is about ten miles away from the town, about forty miles away from Fengshan County, and more than sixty miles away from Huaihai City.

There are several Hawthorn harvesters in the town. They are usually ten yuan a kilo. They almost need to reduce the price by a few cents. Well, maybe they are three or two cents taller.

Hawthorn drinks are very popular in the past two years.

Yang Ming casually found a buying point and sold it for ten yuan and a catty. He took back two sacks and then bought five sacks at the market.

Yang Ming is in a very exciting mood today. He suddenly sold two thousand yuan, which is equal to the average small worker's salary for one month.

Driving his motorcycle to go home, he can continue to go to Hawthorn. As soon as he got out of the market, Yang Ming heard the voice of a woman shouting his name.

slowed down in a hurry and stopped to see Wang Min.

Wang Min's husband calls Yang Jun, according to the village is to call Uncle Li Jun, Yangwa village surname Yang too many, although the two have nothing to do, but a village also have a name.

Yang Ming shouted, "Aunt, do you want to go home?"

"I just charged for my mobile phone and took your by-pass. Let's go back together." Wang Min said with a smile.

There's no way to charge for the call in the village. Wang Min came to town in someone else's car to charge for the call. She happened to meet Yang Ming, so don't wait for someone else's car. She got into the back seat of the motorcycle.

In the Huaihai region in early autumn, the weather is no longer hot. Motorcycles start up, and a cool wind comes, with a trace of coolness.

The flowing wind blew Wang Min's long hair, and he smelled Yang Ming's light tobacco smell.

Husband has been away from home for several months. She hasn't smelled the man's body for a long time. I don't know why she wants to smell the man's body especially. Even the man's stinky sweat makes her feel good.

It is said that a long absence is better than a new marriage, and that separation from the husband is so long, for a normal person, both mentally and physically, it is a kind of suffering.

Yang Ming was riding a bicycle, and he had his own thoughts. A year ago, he had a dream that he met a beautiful girl in the car, and he fell in love with that girl in his dream.

A few days after the dream, Yang Jun of his village took his girlfriend home and invited him to dinner. After he went there, he found out that Yang Jun's girlfriend was his dream lover.

At that time, he had some regrets in his heart. He never got drunk. He got drunk after drinking two bottles of beer that night.

Wang Min and Yang Jun got married, and Yang Ming had no idea.

Yang Ming said, "Aunt, hold me, don't fall you down."

Wang Min said in the back, "Let the villagers see it badly, and they will gossip."

She said that, but she still held Yang Ming's waist.

Yang Ming was embraced by her and felt her heart beating faster. There were also motions below. That's what men do. They can burst into blossom in an instant.

The motorcycle soon arrived at the head of the village. Wang Min put his hand down. Yang Ming felt that he was still in the mood and went into the village with regret.

The car first arrived at Wang Min's door. Wang Min got out of the car and said, "Yang Ming, do you want to come to my house for a meeting and have a cup of tea before you go home?"

Yang Ming wanted to go in, but he didn't know why, but he didn't have the courage to go in.

Yang Ming returned home on his motorcycle. This time, he took two sacks and set off. He wanted to finish his task one time.

When Yang Ming arrived at the Hawthorn forest, he did it.