woman and sea

When Yang Fan ran to the edge of the beach where many people were sorting, loading and unloading goods, the small sampan of seaweed was almost paddling to the shore.

So, Yang Fan waved to Haicao from a distance, and said with a smile: "Little Mister——"

Haicao couldn't help lowering her head and smiling while rowing the boat.Fortunately, it was far away and was not seen by those many people.

——"Eh? How did she find it here?..."

For a moment, Haicao felt a little suspicious in his heart.

After a while, Haicao rowed her little broken sampan to the shore.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight short, muscular, potato-like men got into the water with their trouser legs rolled up, and together they pushed the sampan onto the beach.

Then, the seaweed deftly turned over the side of the boat and jumped onto the beach.

So, the men with five short statures unloaded the goods in an orderly manner.

Yang Fan tilted his head and glanced at the boat.

I saw that the small sampans were piled up.On it were several baskets of fresh fruit, and a basket of piggies, a basket of chickens, and a basket of young lambs.

Those fruits are emotionally stable.It was the three baskets of living creatures, where they were wailing miserably, because the jolting of the boat had frightened them.

Yang Fan looked at those men, then at the seaweed, and asked in confusion: "Hey, Mr. Xiao, what do they do? ——And you are... connecting to a cargo ship?"

"Well. Since I was ten years old, I have been in charge of the job of connecting here in the Gulf. These uncles and uncles are all 'Lifu' sent by the cargo owner to unload the cargo. ——Here, look there." Said Then, the seaweed pointed to the junction of the beach and the dirt road from a distance.

Yang Fan followed her pointing and looked far away, and found that there were many carts parked there, and some carts had already been stacked with a lot of goods in an orderly manner.

"Oh..." Yang Fan nodded thoughtfully, and clapped his hands, "Understood. So, they are here to take the goods home?"

Haicao nodded and said: "Well, yes. ——Oh, yes, Xiaofan, how did you find this place?"

Yang Fan pretended to stick his right palm to his chest, and bowed respectfully to her: "Back to Mr. Xiao, the villain—"

"Talk to me! I hate it!—" Haicao put her hands on her hips, pouted her mouth, frowned and stared in feigned anger, snorted fiercely, and stamped her feet, "When people call me 'Mr. It’s about respect, why do I think you’re flirting with a good woman when you call me ‘Little Mister’?!——Damn Xiaofan! If you can’t speak well, just shut up!——Hee..."

Although Haicao wanted to scold him, but seeing Yang Fan's sheepish brows drooping and looking like a dog, she still couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Seeing this, Yang Fan also grinned and apologized: "Hey hey hey, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, why did we have such a good appearance that charms all beings -"

"Pooh!"

Suddenly, Haicao shot out without saying hello, pinched the tender flesh on Yang Fan's side waist, and said with wide-eyed angrily, "I told you to be serious, who told you to make jokes?! Say it!——"

Yang Fan gasped, rubbed his side waist with his teeth bared, and said in a muffled voice full of resentment: "Okay... Aunt Haixing asked me to come to you..."

"Oh? Aunt Haixing?" Haicao frowned.

Yang Fan, who was full of drama, nodded, and immediately changed into a dead dog, nodded and bowed and said: "Yes, yes, the majesty asked me to give you a message, saying that we will go together when you are done. A visit to her house. She seems to have something for you.——" Then, Yang Fan changed into an old lady's face again, and asked treacherously: "Cao'er, do you know what good things are?"

Haicao pursed her lips, shook her head and said, "Hmm... I don't know..."

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders in disappointment, and spread his hands in dismay: "Oh..."

Suddenly, Yang Fan clapped his hands together, and said with a look of enlightenment: "Ah! That's right! Xiaocao'er, I found something—"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Haicao raised an eyebrow.

Yang Fan pretended to hold his chin with his arm in a deep voice, lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Well... don't you think Aunt Haixing is too tall?... 1.7 meters?... No... 1.7 meters Two?...Well...it seems to be about the same.—Anyway, I think, even if Aunt Haixing is not 1.7 meters three, she is still 1.7 meters two tall."

"Tsk, do you think it's a scale? It's 'tall'..." Haicao gave her a blank look.

"Well, the wording is inappropriate.—" Yang Fan scratched his head and smiled apologetically.

"...However, you are right. Aunt Haixing is indeed much taller than ordinary women." Said, Haicao raised her jaw, motioning Yang Fan to look around.

Yang Fan raised his head and looked around, and found that the men and women walking on the road were either potatoes or carrots.Visually, most of the women are 1.5 meters or more, and 1.6 meters or more are rare.As for men, most of them are small potatoes with a height of 1.6 meters, and there are almost no ones with a height of 1.7 meters.

Looking around, all of them are short and short, men are fat and women are thin.

Yang Fan pretended to ponder for a moment, then muttered solemnly in a low voice: "Hmm...it doesn't seem to be because of excessive secretion of growth hormone, and then he got gigantism?... For a woman, the height of 1.7 meters seems quite normal... Tsk..."

"Hmm... Maybe it's because of the local customs? Aunt Haixing is not from this domain, but escaped from a foreign domain. So, it seems reasonable that she is quite different from the people of this domain in terms of stature."

"Oh... that seems to be a hush..."

"Hey, by the way, Xiaofan, what do you mean by '1.7 meters' and '1.7 meters two' just now? Is it a kind of weight and measure?"

"Well, yes." Yang Fan nodded, and patiently explained, "The measurement of length on our earth is all calculated in 'meters'.—Here,"

As he said that, Yang Fan touched his waist, pulled out the multifunctional knife, and broke off the small ruler on it, "—Look, this small scale is 'one millimeter', and this large scale is 'one millimeter'. The scale is 'one centimeter', the length of this ruler is ten centimeters, which is 'one decimeter', and ten meters is 'one meter'. ——The '1.7 meter 170' I just mentioned is '[-] two centimeters' 'the meaning of."

"Wow...so accurate..." Haicao couldn't hide his admiration.

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? What's the weight and measure here?"

"The length and height here are all calculated by 'feet'. For example, I measured my body length a few days ago to be seven and a half feet.—Eh? Xiaofan, what are you doing here?..."

But Yang Fan squatted down, compared there with his index finger, and measured the height of the seaweed step by step.

While measuring, Yang Fan muttered in a vague voice: "Hey... seven feet and a half, big baby... If it were placed on our earth, seven and a half feet would be 1.8 meters at least... better than me... It's still so tall..." Yang Fan squatted on the ground half up, stretched out his thumb and forefinger to make a virtual comparison.

"Yoxi—1.5 meters." After measuring the height of the seaweed, Yang Fan wiped his hands and straightened his waist.

"Oh..." Haicao nodded dully.

Then, Yang Fan looked up at the sky and counted with his fingers: "Well... seven feet and a half... 1.5 meters... two seven one fourteen... half... ten... search! What is the 'one foot' here? Twenty centimeters—I see—" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, stroked his palms, and then shook his head there: "Hey, by the way, do you have the term 'husband' here? Husband of ten feet , to describe a man mighty, tall, and extremely heroic."

Haicao nodded and said: "Well... there is such a saying. ——For men who are brave and mighty, we respect them as 'husbands', but usually they are respected as 'husbands' Yes, because—"

"Because their original height is not that tall. The reason why you borrowed this saying is to express their tall image, right?" Yang Fan will never let go of any occasion to show off his cleverness.

"Well, that's right, that's it." Haicao couldn't help but nodded.

Yang Fan grinned, and continued: "Because we also say the same thing on Earth. But those are ancient sayings, such as 'husband's pride', 'a man can bend and stretch', and a man is cute and big." ——No! No...not this! ——In short, it’s just described like this or that.”

Wiping off a cold sweat in his heart, Yang Fan coughed dryly, calmed down, and continued, "But in modern times, 'husband' has become the written word for 'husband'." ——Sister さま told me before , It seems that there is some reason like "respectful speech downgrading".... Well, but I can't say, the word "husband" was used by brothel women in ancient times to point their noses at each other and scold others. It's like " I curse you to marry a dead husband' or something like that."

As he said, Yang Fan, who was full of drama, put his hands on his hips, and imitated the swearing of the brothel woman when she scolded.

Of course, she turned sideways to give a false finger, and didn't point at the seaweed's nose to scold her.

Then, Yang Fan wiped his hands, restrained his expression, and continued: "Then, come to think of it. ——Anyway, up to now, when we talk, we always say 'who is so and so today'.——For example Me, I did something earth-shattering, world-shocking, and thunderous today, and I received unanimous praise and warm support from the masses, and then you can say that I am 'Hero Yang is [-] meters today'."

Haicao could not help but nodded, but did not speak.

Just because she no longer knew what to say or what to say.

Yang Fan coughed awkwardly twice, and was about to continue talking nonsense, when he heard a man's angry voice not far behind him.

"Sir, the cargo has been unloaded.—"

Haicao turned her head and smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll come right away." Responding, she turned around calmly and walked towards the side of the boat.

Suddenly, there was a burst of flying sand and dust!

But seeing Yang Fan sweeping the wind with his hips, rushing over in three steps and two steps at a time, he put his hands on the side of the boat, twisted his waist, and did a gymnastics move in a cool and unrestrained manner, and landed beautifully and steadily. on board.

Then, Yang Fan, who was full of drama, added a "White Crane Spreading its Wings" to finish, only a 360-degree bow to thank.

However, she didn't get all the acclaim.

It's just because everyone's eyes were squinted by the sand swept up by her sweeping wind.

At this moment, those unlucky Lifus are full of pain, staggering, coughing while patting their chests and covering their stomachs.

Seeing this, Yang Fan smiled embarrassingly, stuck out his tongue resentfully, rubbed his palms with downcast eyebrows, and poked the toe of his shoe on the boat plank under his feet, wishing to give it to him. It missed.

"Xiaofan, what are you again?..." Haicao tried her best to hold back her smile, pretending to be calm.

Seeing the seaweed making a sound, she relieved herself of embarrassment, folded her arms in front of her body, raised her chin slightly, raised her eyebrows with a wicked face, pretending to be a domineering president , lowered his voice by an octave, and said softly in a thick and powerful baritone voice: "OFCOURSE--this hero is naturally here to help you--"

"Get lost." Haicao said bluntly, turning her head away.

"Uh..." Yang Fan paused with black lines on his face.

Haicao snorted coldly, folded his arms and twisted Yang Fan, who was full of drama, and said indifferently, "I don't need your help."

Yang Fan put his hands on his hips, twitched his eyebrows, and twisted his neck, and said in an annoyed manner: "Hey! You are so kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, okay?! Your teacher didn't teach you how to treat people?!..."

Seaweed didn't answer, and just pouted and said: "How much do you think my boat can hold? If you put one on it, you will save a basket of pigs. I can finish my work with one trip left. You come to disturb me like this again, and I will have to make another trip. Tell me, are you here to help, or to make trouble?"

"I... pig..."

Immediately, Yang Fan blushed to the base of his neck, and amidst the enthusiastic laughter of those hard workers, he jumped off the boat resentfully, and almost fell over and gnawed a mouthful of sand.

Haicao didn't care about her, just snorted coldly, turned over the ship's side with the same skill, and landed lightly on the board.Then he turned around, raised his chin, and raised his eyebrows in protest at Yang Fan.It was as if he was saying to her: "Here, look, I can do it too—"

Yang Fan, who received condescending contempt, wanted to pounce on her and kill her with a finger.

Seeing that the seaweed sat down firmly on the deck of the boat, the men of strength restrained their smiles, nodded to Yang Fan, pushed the boat into the water, and sent the barge into the sea.

In the blink of an eye, she rowed halfway with ease.

Yang Fan frowned, staring at the back of the seaweed.After a long while, Jiang relaxed, sighed, and explained to himself: "Forget it, adults don't remember villains... I'm too lazy to be as knowledgeable as you..."

Not long after, Haicao came back with the small sampan braving the wind and waves.

Yang Fan subconsciously stretched his head and stared at the basket of eleven piglets.

——"Hmm... It's less than a hundred catties by visual inspection, it seems to be lighter than me..."

After the Lifus had finished unloading the cargo, Haicao took the mop from the stern of the boat and dipped it into the seawater to soak some water, and wiped the boat planks back and forth carefully three times. He said with a smile: "Xiaofan, come up quickly."

Yang Fan seemed puzzled: "Eh?..."

"Accompany me to the bay to stop the boat, and then go to Aunt Haixing's place." Haicao gave her an annoyed look, "Hurry up."

"Oh..." Yang Fan nodded obediently, leaned on the side of the boat and jumped into the plank, then sat down cross-legged obediently, no longer acting like a demon.

Then, those strongmen pushed the boat into the water again, and sent the small barge into the sea.

"Goodbye, uncles—"

Haicao turned her body halfway, with a smile on her face, and waved goodbye to those strong men.Even though they were pariahs, Haicao still did not despise them.

"Mister, go slowly—"

Those powerhouses also smiled and waved goodbye to her brightly, without the slightest fear and anxiety that the inferiors treat the superiors.

Yang Fan thought it was amazing.

——After a long time later, Yang Fan figured it out: just because they had not suffered humiliation and oppression, and also received the enlightenment bestowed upon them by Captain Yunshan, even though they were still "untouchables" in name, they The actual treatment is no different from that of the "civilian class".Therefore, they will be so cheerful, so frank.

After saying goodbye to those Li Fu, Haicao sat upright, picked up the oars, stretched them into the sea water, and prepared to row away.

On the other side, Yang Fan, who was sitting opposite her, clasped his fingers, and stared straight into her pupils with a pair of big treacherous eyes, full of anticipation.

Haicao knew what it meant, so she sighed helplessly, and handed over a paddle: "Here."

"Hmm." Yang Fan frowned slightly, shook his head, stretched out his index finger and middle finger to make a "V" sign, touched them like rabbit ears, and said with a grin, "Two. "

"Oh?" Haicao smiled at the corner of her lips, looking at her with interest.

Yang Fan stretched his nostrils, and seemed to be annoyed: "Hey...you underestimate me?...I can row a boat, okay...Bring it here, it's a bitch.——"

Haicao couldn't help laughing, nodded lightly, and handed the other oar to Yang Fan: "Here."

Yang Fan grinned a big mouth, took the oar with an uncontrollable smile on his face, then stood up suddenly, imitating the appearance of the ice shooter in "League of Legends" Jian, imitating her voice and said in a deep voice: "Show me the way—"

Haicao sighed while holding his head in despondency, and said weakly, "Xiaofan..."

Yang Fan stuck out his tongue embarrassingly, sat down resentfully, dutifully copied the sculls into the water, and asked shyly: "So what... little sir, where shall we row?... "

Haicao turned his head away, raised his eyebrows, and signaled Yang Fan to look at his pointing direction: "Here, over there. Turn around the cape, and you can see the bay where the boat is parked."

Yang Fan nodded: "Yoxi!" So he propped up the oars, and imitated Miss Lucky's voice, "Raise the sails, set sail——" Then, before the seaweeds were ready to hit, they rowed steadily .

The sound of the water is lingling, and the seabirds are singing in harmony, which is very refreshing to people's ears.

So, Yang Fan sang again: "Let us swing our oars, the boat pushes away the waves, the beautiful white pagoda is reflected on the sea, surrounded by green trees and red walls - the boat floats lightly in the water, facing you A cool—cool—wind blows—”

And the seaweed on the other side was quietly lying on the side of the boat, listening to Yang Fan's singing quietly.

Because she was singing a normal song with a normal voice, the seaweed didn't hit her.Not only did he not hit her, but he even enjoyed listening to it.

In all fairness, Yang Fan's voice is really good.Singing a normal song in a normal state is indeed quite comfortable to listen to.

The seaweeds put their arms in the water leisurely, loosening their strength, allowing them to flutter and swagger softly with the fluctuations of the water like real seaweeds.

"Xiaofan..." Haicao spoke softly.

"What?" Yang Fan responded carelessly.

Haicao tilted her head with brows and eyes, smiled brightly at Yang Fan who was paddling vigorously, and said softly, "Thank you."

The sound of seaweed is very nice, soft and sticky to the ears.

"Eh?!—" Yang Fan's back went numb and his body trembled.Then, he tried his best to avoid her gaze, and said in a muffled voice, "Never in the morning or night, thank you?..."

Haicao chuckled, and said softly: "Xiaofan, you rushed to row the boat just now, didn't you just want me to rest for a while? ——So, shouldn't I thank you?"

"Fuck...wrong!..." Yang Fan deliberately said with a stern face, "I just feel good about myself...why do you treat people like that?!...Hmph!..."

"Hee...Xiaofan, why are you so dishonest?" Haicao's lips curled into a smile, she looked at her, and deliberately joked with her in a soft voice, "Your face is blushing——"

Yang Fan held the oar in his hand and it was inconvenient to put it down, so he lifted the oar subconsciously and put the back of his hand on his cheek.

In the next second, Yang Fan's scalp exploded and he felt fooled.

However, it was too late.

Immediately, she stared angrily at the seaweed with eyes the size of a cowbell, and said through gritted teeth, "Nonsense...nonsense!..."

Haicao raised his jaw, snorted softly, gathered his palms together, scooped up a handful of water, and splashed it on Yang Fan's face, then leaned against the side of the boat, giggling.

"Hey! Do you want to die or don't you want to live?!" Yang Fan puffed out his chest and held his belly in, and raised a paddle high in the posture of Dong Cunrui blowing up a bunker, pretending to be stern to scare her: "Do you believe it or not? Slap you to death with a paddle?!"

"I don't believe it." Haicao closed her jaw slightly, and her big watery eyes flashed to be good to her.

Then, while Yang Fan was in a daze of neither smiling nor angry, he scooped up another handful of water, raised his hand, and splashed it on Yang Fan's face.

"Wow!——" Yang Fan trembled while holding the figure of the red-faced Guan Gong in Peking Opera.

"お姐さま.——" Haicao restrained her expression, folded her hands together, with a pair of star eyes flashing, and called her sweetly.

As a result, the two hundred and six bones in Yang Fan's body were all crumbled to scum.

——Yang Fan is famous for his soft ears.It was the same at home, as soon as Yang Yuanhang's little friend sweetly called her "お姐さま", she would do all kinds of things, buy, buy, and give, completely unconditional and unprincipled.

Now, she has brought her "good temper" into this world, and made it work on the little man in front of her.

"Hmph! I'm too lazy to be as knowledgeable as you!..." Yang Fan gave her a coy look, then put down the oars, and rowed the boat with all his strength, until the water splashed and the air pierced the Changhong.

Although she doesn't have the same knowledge as seaweed, she has the same knowledge as sea water.

Not long after, the sky was full of mist——Yang Fan's air piercing Changhong actually turned into a rainbow.

"Xiaofan, you are blushing." Haicao couldn't help laughing.

"You're lame?! Didn't you see me rowing the boat with all my strength?! I'm holding back!" Yang Fan retorted with his neck stuck.

"Xiaofan, you look so cute when you are shy."

"Shut up! You're a bloody little bastard!"

"I'll just say it. Xiaofan's shy look is so cute——"

"You?!... If you say it again, I'll commit suicide by jumping into the sea!" Yang Fan retracted his oars, raised his brows and eyes, and looked fearlessly at death.

But the seaweed on the other side didn't care, just wiped his hands leisurely, and said indifferently: "Just jump, anyway, you won't drown you. I guess, your water skills must be good. —— If you are dead It's decided, Da Puer stretched his legs and stared, then I'll wait until you're half-submerged in the water before fishing you up, anyway, I've already fished you once before, and it doesn't matter if I fish you again. You just Go ahead and dance—”

"You?!——" Yang Fan stiffened his neck and gritted his teeth with a swollen face.

After staring at her for a while, seeing that her threats were useless, she sighed and then died down, not continuing to fight the seaweed in the end.

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