The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Chapter 52

The woman is Lu Minan's mother-in-law, Liu Cuihong.

Liu Cuihong is not a kind-hearted and virtuous person, but she is not as aggressive and unreasonable as Zhang Xiuqin. She is a cheerful person with some small thoughts.

This is mainly because the thief Liu Cuihong cares about Lu Min'an, so he obeys Lu Min'an's advice.

The old lady responded with a smile: "Cuihong, come back when you're free. Mom will cook for you!"

"Thank you mom!"

As soon as Bai Su and the old lady arrived, Lu Xiaowan and Lu Xiaobao ran over from their fields and helped the old lady harvest rice.

"Auntie, it's not like this, you have to be like me!" Lu Xiaobao looked at Bai Su's harsh technique with a helpless expression on his face.

Bai Su, who tried hard to learn from Lu Xiaobao: "~~"

"My life is really miserable. I married a loser! There is no man in the family when the rice is harvested!" Zhang Xiuqin complained loudly while cutting the rice.

"Mom! How can you say that to Dad? Dad didn't go to the mine just to make more money!" Miao Zhaodi couldn't listen anymore.

"That's not to say that he is useless. If he is of some use, there is no need for Ah Liang to suffer with this good-for-nothing like him!" Zhang Xiuqin scolded even louder, glancing at the old lady and Bai Su from time to time, as if to scold them. of.

The old lady's smiling face darkened, but she said: "Xiu Qin, when we finish collecting it, we will help you collect it together!"

Zhang Xiuqin acted as if she didn't hear him and continued to curse loudly. The more she cursed, the more unpleasant it became.

The fields in the entire village are connected together, and the villagers harvesting rice can hear it clearly. Some tut and shake their heads, while some watch the show.

Bai Su's eyes were cold, but she didn't speak. She knew that the old lady was willing to compromise because she was afraid that the shrew would take her anger out on her uncle.

"Zhang Xiuqin, I'm giving you face, aren't I!" Suddenly, Lu Min'an shouted: "If you have the fucking ability, try scolding me again and see how I deal with you!"

Lu Guotai is honest.

But Lu Minan can be said to be arrogant, and all he knows are bastards.

So everyone in the family and in the village is a little afraid of him.Zhang Xiuqin's face turned pale after being yelled at, but she didn't dare to scold him anymore. She just crouched down and muttered unwillingly while cutting the rice.

Except for Zhang Xiuqin, who is embarrassed every day, Bai Su and the others are tired every day, but the family is laughing and talking, not to mention being harmonious and happy.

At this point, the border.

Xiao Jue is training his soldiers. Although the sun is shining brightly and every soldier is dripping with sweat, they are all serious and serious, and every movement is even more powerful.

"Major General, the young lady sent it!"

At this time, a soldier ran over holding a big bundle and sniffed it vigorously as he ran.

He took a bite of the smelly winter melon last time. It tasted really delicious. It smelled even better this time than last time. I don’t know what the young general’s wife did this time.

In an instant, all the soldiers forgot about their drills, and all of them stared directly at the little soldier - the thing in his hand.

Xiao Shan, who was leading the drill, threw away the big knife in his hand, stepped in front of the soldier in a few steps, and stretched out his hand to pick up the bundle: "His grandma's, I smelled it from a long way away!"

The soldiers couldn't help but nodded wildly, they also smelled it, it was so fragrant.

Xiaoshan grabbed the baggage and opened it.

"How dare you!" At this time, a low and cold voice sounded.

Xiao Shan's movements froze, and then he licked his rough and savage face and gave Xiao Jue a flattering smile: "Major General, it's hot today and things are easy to break, so I'll share some of the burden for you!"

"No need!" Xiao Jue came over and took the baggage.

Suddenly, an old man from Xiaoshan looked at Xiaojue pitifully.

All the soldiers also looked over.

I saw all these tough-minded men, who looked at death as if they were home. They all had their eyes open at this moment, shining with wet light. They felt as aggrieved as they wanted, and as weird as they wanted.

(End of this chapter)