The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 316

When I go out in the morning, the wind that blows on my face is full of moisture, and the soil under my feet is soft-soft-soft, and no matter how good the soles are, it will inevitably be sticky.

For the people in the town, this kind of weather is the most annoying, the humidity is too heavy, and they are reluctant to go out under the covers, and the business has entered the off-season.

However, for farmers, the spring rain is as expensive as oil. When the rain water moistens the soil, it is not only a good season for farming, but also a good sign to survive the winter and not have to eat vegetables to live.

There are many Qin family members, young and old with their children, a mighty line.

Pat, clack, everyone took a deep foot, a shallow foot, and walked slowly along the yellow mud.

Lin Qiaoyun looked at the fresh green emerging from the terraced fields, and was happy in her heart, but she could hear Mrs. Zhang complaining, "Oh, my skirt is dirty, it's a new one. Sister-in-law, this place is full of potholes, and our family has a carriage. Why do you have to beach in this muddy ground?"

As she spoke, she grabbed the hem of the skirt with both hands, and put the two babies on Qin Wu's arms, one in each hand, super dad.

Qin Wu is also simple and honest, and he is mostly patient on weekdays, "It's not dirty, it's just dirt, just go back and wash it."

Mrs. Zhang pursed her lips, but the boss was not happy about it. Men don't understand the style. She loves beauty because of her nature. When she goes out to eat banquets, of course she hopes to be beautiful and clean.

The old lady at the front glanced back, just in time to see her walking on tiptoe, raised her eyebrows, and immediately scolded, "What kind of monster are you, you grew up eating mud, and you have to lift a big sedan chair after walking a few steps, baby Hold it by yourself, don't stop, go back and burn firewood."

The old lady and Mrs. Zhang are purely cats and mice, and they will tear apart when caught.

Now that the days are good, the family is rich, and the old lady is in a good mood, she mostly turns a blind eye to Zhang's glamor and make-up.

But Mrs. Zhang also didn’t go to the house for three days. This one looked like he could go out, and he lost his mind when he was happy. When he was threatened by the old lady, he shrank his shoulders, tucked his tail, obediently hugged the baby, and finally became honest.

Lin Qiaoyun came back to her senses, the play has already been sung, the old lady is mighty, rare in the world, she smiled softly, "What mother said is that they are all born with mud legs, and they are from the village. Others watch us ride in a carriage. It is true that we are so grand. Not good." In addition to showing off wealth in disguise, it also means drawing a class boundary with the folks.

Mrs. Zhang seems to understand but does not understand. She still can't understand this kind of interpersonal relationship and relationship doorway.

Bypassing the big locust tree, in twos and threes, the neighbors met, greeted each other, and walked together.

"Oh, Uncle Zhang, look at this sweating profusely. I'm afraid the harvest in this field is good this year."

"Haha, it's nothing. You know how many acres of Susukida. My kid can't figure it out, so I have to follow along. But Li's kid, this year there are many more bamboo shoots on the mountain, and they dug them up and bought them in the town. I ran back and forth several times."

"Haha, that kid is hardworking, so he is in a hurry to marry Xiao Liu from the next door village."

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You talk to each other, talk and laugh, the parents are short-sighted, which side has a happy event, which family has a good harvest, and there is nothing to hide. Simple words have their own flavor of life.

Lin Qiaoyun listened with great interest, until she came to the door of Chen's house, and saw the boy in front of the door, wearing a red gown, wearing a top hat, bowing his hands, looking like a little man or an adult, everyone couldn't help but contorted their expressions, and then burst out laughing.

Gouzi had been standing for more than half an hour, he couldn't bear the loneliness, his ass was itching to wait, and now he finally waited for the guests, but was laughed at, his face immediately flushed, and he jumped up and down to express his dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)