Chapter 3850 Teaching Villagers to Cut Pine Oil
"Is it true? Was she forced? How can a woman know how to do this after she is crazy?" Da Qin's eyes widened. Would anyone want a woman like this?
But they say they have noses and eyes, so it’s not like they are fake.
"It couldn't be more true. Only half of her face was bitten, and the other side is fine. How can a person from the village still admit her mistake?" They are all people who have been in the village since childhood, who would not recognize her.
"Who is that man?" This is strange. If he is someone from the village, he will definitely recognize him. No one has named him yet, so it is obvious that he is not familiar.
"I don't know who he is, he was taken away by the police. He will be found out." They have never seen him, so they don't know who he is.
"If this happened in the village, there might still be a problem. In the mountains, he was still bitten by a wild beast. How could he possibly find out? Is it possible to go to the mountains to catch wild beasts?" someone asked.
Their village has been ruined by these people. Now many girls are not willing to marry in. Girls are not willing to marry other people. They just think that their village is in chaos and the relationship between men and women is even more chaotic. Afraid of making a mess for them too.
"It doesn't matter if someone like her dies, at least our village will be a little calmer in the future. In recent years, everything has become a mess. People point at you when you go out, and you can't hold your head up." There are still people. I don't want such a rat to stay around, making everyone look like they have done something heinous and bad. It's hard to be looked down upon, but that's a fact, and you can't refute it.
"That's right, okay, don't talk about her anymore. Now that people are dead, the dead are the most important, so just think that everything in the past has disappeared." This person is dead, dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, there is no need to keep thinking about it.
"Uncle Da Qin is right, let's go. If you learn it earlier, you can teach others earlier." Qin Xue has been listening to their chat. This person is dead. There are indeed many things that there is no need to remember anymore. .
"Xiaoxue is right, let's go. The dead are dead and they don't know anything anymore. We living people still need to eat. If you have money, you are a bastard." After hearing Qin Xue's words, someone responded with a smile. road.
It was also at this time that Qin Xue discovered that the men in this village were not all annoying people, they were even quite cute.
"Xiaoxue, is this difficult?" Someone was trying to get close to Qin Xue and wanted to know more, but he was afraid that he would lose face later.
"Don't worry, this is very easy. As long as you see it clearly, you can learn it completely. There is no technical content at all." Qin Xue smiled and looked at the man behind him.
It's okay if you don't have confidence in yourself. They are obviously very simple things, but they don't mean they can't be learned.
"That's good. You don't know that I was happy and worried all night last night. I was happy when I thought about making money, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to learn. The two emotions were mixed together and it was painful." Da Qin was embarrassed. Scratching his head, he still expressed his feelings.
"Oh, so this is the reason why you got up late. It's really surprising. Da Qin actually has such a side." For Da Qin, he has always been honest and steady. Who would have thought that he would be like this? If he If you don't say it yourself, no one will think about it.
"Yes, Da Qin, it turns out you are worried too. It's really hard to deceive people." Everyone was talking and laughing as they walked, and followed Qin Xue to their pine forest.
Qin Xue had never thought of this before. It was only when she came back last night and passed by her own woods that she remembered that it would be better to practice with this. Anyway, teaching them would just cut off her own.