woman and sea

After eating enough, he stacked the pots, pans and pans and put them on the sundry rack outside the tent, Yang Fan pushed the seaweed out of the tent, then hid in it timidly and changed his clothes.

Before that, Yang Fan had threatened Haicao more than ten times, telling her not to peek, and if she peeked, she would cut out a pair of her tricks.

Before Haicao left the tent, he left a farewell message——

She snorted to Yang Fan disapprovingly, "Hey, who cares to look at you? You don't have any more meat than mine. What's so good about you?"

Yang Fan snorted, and drove the seaweed out like a donkey, hurriedly urging: "Go, go, go, go, go and wait for me!—"

Yang Fan felt relieved when he lifted the curtain and saw that the seaweed was coming to the end of the beach.Then, she put down the curtain, took off the long gown as fast as she could, and put on the Hello Kitty underwear that she had already put in her arms.

Yang Fan hadn't worked hard to replace them before, so from the time Yang Fan woke up until a moment ago, Yang Fan was "hollow".

After putting on the underwear, Yang Fan put on the gown again.

Before she traveled here, it was still winter on Earth.And here, now is the time of summer.So, even if the tracksuit she wore when she time traveled is dry, she still can't put it back on.

Unless she, Yang Fan, wants to wear that dress to cover her maggots.

What's more, if you wear that kind of modern attire here, you will have a [-]% return rate in minutes.

As an alien who has not yet left Xinshou Village, Yang Fan naturally understands the truth of "be careful when sailing for thousands of years, and keep a low profile and die late".

No matter what time it is, there is always nothing wrong with being low-key.

Therefore, Yang Fan requisitioned the clothes for the time being.

--"but……"

After tying up the cloth belt around his waist, Yang Fan belatedly remembered to take a closer look at the clothes.

She hadn't realized it before, but now that she took a closer look, she suddenly discovered that the clothes seemed to be men's clothes, and they were men's clothes of a man whose height was almost the same as her own.

Yang Fan looked at it carefully, and deduced that the man's height might be about 1.7 meters, and the range of up and down fluctuations did not exceed two centimeters.

Because Yang Fan's height is 1.7 meters [-], she tried on a set of straight train Hanfu by her "sister さま" Chen Zhenxuan as a clothes shelf before, so she somewhat understands the cutting proportions of this kind of clothes.

Chen Zhenxuan's height is exactly 1.7 meters. When she was wearing the Hanfu, the lower edge of the clothes was just attached to the instep. Three fingers high.

And this dress is exactly like this, the lower edge of the dress is about three fingers above Yang Fan's ankle.

Suddenly, Yang Fan "DUANG" thought of a thoughtful and frightening sentence.

That was Haicao's "parting words" before going out just now.

She said: "...you don't have any more flesh than mine, what's so good about you?..."

What a long piece of meat...

How long...a piece of meat...

a piece of meat……

Meat……

——"So! So! How does she know that men have more flesh than women?!—"

Yang Fan felt his scalp go numb for a moment.

It's scary to carry along...

——"By the way...in ancient times, girls at the age of twelve or thirteen can marry, right?..."

——"Or...she...is married now?..."

A 12-year-old young woman, and a 20-year-old single dog.

——Such a contrasting scene must be very beautiful.

Ostrovsky once said: Without contrast, there is no harm.

Amen.

Yang Fan lifted the curtain with a "shua" and shouted to the outside: "Xiaocao'er!——"

Haicao waved the torch in his hand in the distance to signal that he heard it, and then walked towards the tent calmly, and said with a smile, "Xiaofan, you changed it—oh my god!——"

Before the word "what" could be said, Yang Fan grabbed Haicao's arm, dragged her into the tent, and then pointed out, signaling her to sit upright beside him.

Haicao scratched her head, seemingly puzzled: "Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?... You're so startled, are you trying to scare me to death..."

Yang Fan swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said seriously, "You...that...you..."

Her friend "Awkwardness" is logging in...

After a long while, Yang Fan, who was on the line with embarrassment, resisted the thorns all over his body and scratched his head, hesitantly said: "Well... I'm a little curious, where did you come from with this clothes?..." Think After thinking about it, Yang Fan added, "I don't think... these are your clothes, right?..."

Haicao nodded, and said calmly, "Well, this is Brother Hai Long's clothes, but he hasn't worn them yet."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "'Brother Hai Long'?... Who is he to you?..."

Haicao smiled slightly, and said softly like a raving: "Brother Hai Long...he is my sweetheart..."

boom! ——

Yang Fan suddenly felt that he was hit by five thunderbolts, and he sat there stunned.

Haicao continued to say with a smile: "Xiaofan, you can't call him 'Brother Hailong', you should call him 'Brother Hailong'. He is younger than you, only 17 years old this year."

"Nani?!...It's unreasonable! ——This is fucking puppy love, okay?!" Yang Fan yelled again.

——When I was 17 years old, Yang Fan was writing her and Zheng He's fan fiction.

And the 12-year-old child in front of him already has a sweetheart...

Haicao frowned and asked: "'Puppy love'?...You mean...to talk about marriage too early?"

Yang Fan puffed up his cheeks, thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "Hmm... It seems more appropriate to use the adjective 'falling in love prematurely'—that is, 'talking about love'—by the way, you guys Arranged marriages are not good, right? Just like 'the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker'?"

Haicao shook his head: "No, brother Hailong and I are in love with each other."

Yang Fan froze in an instant, clapped his hands, stared and said: "The two are in love?! You, you, you, you, you?!—How old are you? Are you in love with each other?! Have you come to be an aunt?! ——This is simply "secret giving and receiving" and "secret communication"! If you put us in ancient China, you will be arrested and soaked in a pig cage! ——Speak! Where is your guardian? ! Where are your parents?! Do they know?!"

Haicao smiled inexplicably, and said softly: "Actually, I am an orphan, without parents..."

"Eh?……"

Yang Fan shuddered all over, restrained the martial arts that had just opened his teeth and claws, immediately tucked his tail, and murmured cautiously: "You...are an orphan?...So what...I'm sorry...I—"

"Hmm, it's okay." Haicao smiled, waved her hands, and continued, "But I have adoptive parents. Aunt Haixing and Uncle Haiying are my adoptive parents. By the way, Brother Hailong is theirs. Where's the son?"

Yang Fan let out a long "Oh" and said thoughtfully: "Understood.—So...you are a child bride?..."

Haicao gave Yang Fan a look, and flatly denied: "Hmm! I'm not a child bride! —— I was picked up by Aunt Haixing when I was young. Their family treated me very well. Brother Hailong and I also have a long-term relationship. This matter Aunt Haixing and Uncle Haiying both know about it."

——"A long time makes love..."

In the ears of the filthy Yang Fan, "long-term love" is a very bad word.So she has been forcing herself from beginning to end, not to think on a more weird level.

After all, she is only a 12-year-old child...

It's brutal in every sense of the word...

After taking a few breaths and calming down, Yang Fan continued to ask: "Oh, by the way, since they are your adoptive parents, why do you live alone?"

Haicao pursed her lips and smiled, and said calmly, "I moved out more than two months ago."

"Eh? Why?"

"Because I'm afraid of hurting the scene."

"Touching injury? What?" Yang Fan scratched his head calmly.

Haicao covered her face with her palms, rubbed her cheeks lightly, lowered her eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "The clothes on you were originally made by Aunt Haixing for Brother Hailong."

"Eh?……"

"—but he can't wear it now."

"so?……"

"He... passed away..." Haicao smiled bitterly, and said indifferently: "More than three months ago, the post station heard the news that Brother Hai Long died at sea...."

Yang Fan's scalp exploded, and he suppressed his astonishment and said: "He... passed away?!..."

"Well.—At that time, after hearing the news, I was really heartbroken. I didn't eat water or rice for a whole ten days, and I almost starved to death."

"Yes, I'm sorry... I didn't know you had experienced such a sad thing.... Then what... If you feel... sad, then... just stop talking... I'm so sorry... I... …I did not do it on purpose……"

Yang Fan is a little incoherent now.

Now, she is personally experiencing what kind of mood it is to "get darker and darker".

At this moment, she even felt that every word she said was wrong, and every punctuation mark was redundant.

She really wanted to make herself dumb.

——Judging from Haicao's previous state, Yang Fan thought she was a simple optimist.She really couldn't see that this child had endured such a heartbreaking blow.

Haicao looked indifferently at the ever-changing expression on Yang Fan's face, which seemed interesting.There was even a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

After a while, Haicao finally smiled uncontrollably, shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Xiaofan, you don't have to feel guilty.——Here, as you can see, I'm doing well now, don't I?" ? Look, didn't you also see that I have experienced such a sad thing before?"

Yang Fan flexed his index finger and scratched the center of his eyebrows, then said with condensed eyebrows: "Well...that's true. But...why?...don't you two have a deep relationship? Then why...how..."

——"Why doesn't she look like a dead fiancé at all?..."

Of course, the second half of the sentence Yang Fan just said in his heart, she didn't want to be beaten to death by seaweed.

Haicao chuckled and said softly, "Xiaofan, you probably never had a sweetheart, right?"

Yang Fan rubbed his nose, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a wry smile, "Well...it really isn't..."

Haicao nodded, clapped his hands and said, "No wonder.——Think about it, since the feelings are deep, then, if Brother Hailong knows, will he have the heart to see me wash my face with tears every day, and feel so much pain?"

Yang Fan raised his arm to support his chin, frowned slightly, and said stupidly as if he had realized something: "Well...it seems to be such a reason..."

Haicao nodded with a smile, and continued: "The person who passed away is gone, even if I cry to my heart's content, it's impossible to cry him back. But my life still has to go on.

So, I decided to live a good life and live a good life instead of Brother Hai Long. ——As long as I live for one day, I will be happy for Brother Hai Long.He saw it in the sky, and he will definitely be happy with me.Is not it? "

Yang Fan lowered his eyes and narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, pursed his lips, nodded and said: "Well...it's rare that you can see it so openly. If it were me, I might not be able to cheer up again. ..."

Yang Fan couldn't help admiring secretly in his heart, saying that Haicao is not a big girl, but her consciousness is quite high.

Even taller than an adult like her.

However, Haicao shook his head disapprovingly, looked straight at Yang Fan, and said softly, "Xiaofan, do you think 'love between a man and a woman' is the most important thing in a person's life?"

Yang Fan frowned, pondered for a moment, finally nodded hesitantly, and said slowly: "Well...probably...when people reach a certain age, shouldn't they get married and have children? Then raise children and send them to school , go to special classes and so on, and then after they get married and have children, help them take care of their children."

Haicao smiled, shook his head and said, "Hmm, but I don't think so."

"Eh? Why?"

"Because I have other things to do—"

"Oh? Something else? What's the matter?"

"Hanging the pot to help the world, cure diseases and save people." Hai Caoman said with a gentle smile.

Yang Fan shuddered, as if shocked: "What? Healing and saving lives?...You...you know medicine?!"

Seaweed nodded: "Well, that's natural."

Yang Fan retreated slightly, squinted his eyes, looked at the seaweed suspiciously, and said slowly, "But... aren't you just 12 years old?..."

Haicao grinned, puffed out her chest, and said confidently, "You don't think I'm young, but I've learned from Lord Shi Song, and his medical skills are superb!"

"Master Shisong..." Yang Fan lowered his eyes slightly, and said in deep thought, "Eh?...Isn't this the 'Shisong Fan'?...So, who is this Master Shisong?..."

Haicao smiled and nodded: "Well, yes. He is the lord here."

Yang Fan clapped his hands, turned into a look of admiration, and said in a deep voice: "Souga...then you can inherit his mantle and become a future aristocrat?!—Tsk tsk, I can't think of saying anything, you The little girl is actually still in the system."

"Hmm.——" Seagrass lowered her jaw slightly, and shook her head: "The things I said before, do you go in the left ear and out the right ear?——In this world, the highest grade of women That's 'quasi-nobility'."

Haicao took a sip of water, moistened her throat, and continued, "Didn't I tell you just now? The rulers in this world are men, and they don't advocate that women have profound knowledge, so women can only be theirs." appendages, attached to their lives. In other words, it is absolutely impossible for women, and they have no chance to become 'nobles'."

Yang Fan nodded hesitantly: "Oh... I see, it seems to be the same as in ancient China, such as the male leading the outside and the female leading the inside..."

"Well, yes. - By the way, Xiaofan, I haven't told you yet? In this world, there are only three ways for a woman to become a quasi-noble. - The first is reincarnation. If you You accumulated virtue in your previous life, cast a good pregnancy, and were born into a noble family, then, from the moment you were born, you can obtain the status of a quasi-noble."

Yang Fan spread his hands, curled his lips and said: "Well, reincarnation is a kind of technical work. Anyway, I'm not very hot enough, and I'm a little bit worse..."

Otherwise, how did you get reincarnated in China?I can't even learn a sailing skill...

I heard that if girls from European and American countries want to, they can also study maritime affairs if they have the money to pay tuition fees and pass the test scores, and then go to sea to run a boat, and even become a captain!

"Envy" is capitalized here.

——Of course, it is better to be reborn in China than to be reborn in an "old friend of the Chinese people".

In this regard, Yang Fan expressed his satisfaction.

If she was reincarnated to an "old friend of the Chinese people", she might be wrapped into a big black rice dumpling...

Haicao laughed, and continued: "The first method, of course, is just talking casually. Then, the second method is to marry a nobleman and become the wife of a noble family."

Yang Fan nodded, raised his arm to support his chin, and said thoughtfully: "Well... it seems that this feasibility can be a little higher."

"Even if the daughter of a commoner family can marry a nobleman, she can only be the nobleman's 'Mrs. .——Although the "sons" and "daughters" of nobles are born with the status of quasi-nobles, they cannot inherit the status and authority of that noble.

Only the "eldest son" born to the "Madam Zheng" is eligible to inherit the status and authority of that nobleman.The "eldest son" of a nobleman is not a "quasi-noble" from the day he was born, but a real "noble" status. "Hai Cao carefully explained to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan pondered for a moment, rubbed the tip of his nose with his thumb, nodded and said with a sense of understanding: "Oh... I see, it's probably the patriarchal system of the 'primitive son inheritance system'? Come on, Wan'er. Our ancient Chinese 'patriarchal clan system' seems to be similar to this."

——"Well, after all, this is the legendary 'male hegemony society', and all kinds of exploitation systems are almost carved out of the same mold."

——"It's the so-called 'smelly similar'. Both sides are the same, and there is no good thing!..."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan sighed heavily again.

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