Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 260 cheated
Niu Dazhuang finally raised his head from the military book, "Now that you have read it, you can go!"

Song Yaomei walked to the counter, picked up the military book that had been flipped through countless times, then turned around and went back to a shelf, and sat in a corner of the shelf.

Look it up.

To be honest, Song Yaomei's understanding of the art of war is probably based on Sun Tzu's art of war, and she was forced to learn it by her grandfather.

Grandpa often said that the grandson's art of war can be used not only in the military, but in all walks of life.

So although other studies may not be very good, this Sun Tzu has memorized the Art of War fluently.

However, this book is definitely not Sun Tzu's Art of War.

"Fighting requires the right time, right place, and harmony of people. I think a person's success also needs the right time, right location, and harmony of people. What does Master Niu think he is lacking now?" Song Yaomei looked at him with burning eyes.

But he limped angrily, walked over quickly, then reached out and snatched the book from her hand.

Then he limped back behind the counter.

He picked up a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth.

Seeing his decadent appearance, Song Yaomei stepped forward and snatched his wine jar.

"Look at what you look like? How long have you not wiped the things in this room?"

Although the room is not in chaos, it can still be seen that there is a thin layer of dust on the weapon.

"Didn't you like cleanliness the most before? Is it because she likes it, so you like it. You are actually a man with no idea and no merit. "

Song Yaomei also raised her head and took a sip of wine, but was snatched away by Li Sanlang.

Song Yaomei wiped her mouth, "Isn't it lovelorn? Look at what you look like now? Look at your weapon shop?"

Song Yaomei took out a knife, and there was already a cut in the knife.

"Do you think that being unconventional is more attractive? That's why all the knives you sell are missing a hole?"

Unexpectedly, Niu Dazhuang took another jar of wine from behind and raised his head to drink it.

Song Yaomei waved the knife in her hand, and the wine jar made a broken sound immediately when the knife fell.

The wine in the jar was accompanied by fragments, and fell on Niu Dazhuang's body, but Niu Dazhuang was not annoyed, and was about to pick up another jar of wine from the background.

In a fit of anger, Song Yaomei directly took a big knife and smashed all the wine jars behind the counter to pieces.

Leaning on a big knife and laughing wildly, "Why, with this appearance, I dare not do anything to others. So it's just a superficial effort."

Niu Dazhuang finally raised his head to look at her again, and then took a broom to clean the ground.

Seeing his temperless look, Song Yaomei said: "It's really sad for a man to lose his soul for a woman who doesn't belong to him."

I thought Niu Dazhuang would be very angry and even hit her with the broom in his hand.

But he didn't, but silently swept the things on the ground with a broom.

With a wave of Song Yaomei's hand, the sword of the big knife leaned on his chest.

An aura of killing him directly without changing back to the original today.

Li Sanlang, who was standing all the time, came to pull her, grabbed Song Yaomei's hand and pulled her back, and Song Yaomei stepped back a few steps.

Song Yaomei turned her head back with pitiful eyes, and said to Li Sanlang's grasped hand: "Master, let go, I just can't stand him like this, if I don't wake him up this time, I won't let him go!" It's Song Yaomei."

As he said that, he was about to pull his hand away, then waved the big knife, and continued to move forward.

Li Sanlang still pulled her.

Song Yaomei was about to get angry at Li Sanlang.

Unexpectedly, Li Sanlang spoke.

"Niu Dazhuang, what do you want to do? You can talk now!"

Song Yaomei turned her head to look at Niu Dazhuang, what does this mean?
What do you want to do?
Could it be that Niu Dazhuang still wants to do something?
The man who had been silent all the time, even in the eyes of Song Yaomei, was a decadent man, but he laughed directly, and laughed loudly while holding a broom.

"Brother Sanlang, you still know me best."

Song Yaomei was even more confused by these words.

Li Sanlang threw the wine jar to him, and he took a sip from it.

But he threw the wine jar over again.

Li Sanlang took it and took another sip.

After drinking, he threw the wine jar over.

"You two tell me clearly!"

Song Yaomei is about to lose her temper, what does this mean?
That is to say, when she is a fool alone?

"Do you want to talk?" Just as the two people's wine jar was moving in the air, Song Yaomei kicked the wine jar to pieces.

When the wine jar fell to the ground, Li Sanlang and Niu Dazhuang immediately burst into laughter.

Song Yaomei sat down on the foot of the shelf angrily, sulking.

Li Sanlang walked to her side, looked at her pouting mouth, "Lady, brother Da Zhuang is just joking with the lady."

Song Yaomei turned her head aside, are you kidding me?

What kind of joke are you making?
Li Sanlang said: "My lady, Brother Da Zhuang is living the life he really wants to live now. He is really being himself now, shouldn't you be happy for him?"

be yourself?
Song Yaomei looked up at Niu Dazhuang.

Niu Dazhuang really smiled this time, and he smiled confidently, but Song Yaomei looked at it more and more disliked.

"Then you just performed for me?"

But Niu Dazhuang walked behind the counter and sat down, "Not exactly, I'm just embarrassed to face you. But then I thought, it's really impossible without you."

What's the meaning?Song Yaomei asked with her eyes.

Niu Dazhuang laughed again, and he pointed to the broken wine jar on the ground.

Song Yaomei immediately understood, pointed to his nose and asked, "How can you be sure that I will definitely do what you want?"

Niu Dazhuang just looked at her until he saw Song Yaomei and had to lower his head, cursing angrily: "You shameless bastard."

Niu Dazhuang was not annoyed, but he chatted with them like an old friend for many years, "Where have you been all these days? Why did you come back now?"

Obviously knowing that this is a word of concern, but Song Yaomei still doesn't plan to say it during the trip to Linglong Village.

Song Yaomei vaguely felt that something would happen in Linglong Village.

One less person knows, and one less danger.

Song Yaomei smiled and said: "What else can I do? Find a way to earn money to support the family! Isn't it just like you?"

Niu Dazhuang didn't seem to believe it, and looked at Li Sanlang.

Li Sanlang always had a smile on his face.

Song Yaomei kicked it over, but Niu Dazhuang didn't check, and the stool was almost unstable.

Seeing how he almost fell down, Song Yaomei smiled again, put her hands on her waist, "If you don't work hard, is it like you, even the stool you are sitting on is so unique?"

(End of this chapter)