Farming Female Partner In Male Frequency Text

Zheng Xianglan shook her hands and took the steamed buns. She ate the muddy layer of the skin. She tore up the clean steamed buns and fed them into her son's mouth in small sips.

The child was really hungry, even if he closed his eyes and stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, he felt it for a moment and was sure it was edible, so he couldn't wait to swallow it.

Zheng Xianglan softened her voice and coaxed: "Dogdan don't worry, don't worry, there are steamed buns, eat slowly, don't choke."

Zhang Su was caught off guard when he heard such a name, and almost choked on his saliva.

Zheng Xianglan was a little surprised, "Sister, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Su twitched his mouth awkwardly: "The child's name is very, very special."

Zheng Xianglan kept feeding her son the broken buns, but her eyes showed bitterness: "I also want to give my son a nice name, but I am even more afraid of breaking his blessing. The name is cheaper and easier to feed. ."

Zhang Su stopped talking.

But Zheng Xianglan opened the chatterbox and said without a word at the beginning: "Although the world is not good, but the first two years, my father and I can barely survive. At that time, we lived in the village and we were tired or tired. Point, but the victory is in safety. But not long after the bandit came, my eldest child and the second baby didn’t run home in time, so they died under the bandit’s knife. The boy and his father fought hard with others in anger, he alone Where can a farmer beat other mountain bandits?"

At this point, Zheng Xianglan choked her voice and lowered her head to cover her tears.

After a while, Zheng Xianglan recovered a lot, and then continued: "His father was injured. Fortunately, people from the same village rescued him, and let the village doctor use herbal medicine to save his life. This time the disaster of the bandits, The people in the village were halfway there, and everyone was still immersed in grief. Unexpectedly," she gritted her teeth and chuckled: "I didn't expect that the conscientious dog official came to collect taxes again, and we paid the tax!"

Zheng Xianglan's eyes flushed with anger, "Someone in the village raised an objection, but was beaten to death by the group of dog officials."

"They laughed while they were beating, sister, have you ever heard that kind of laughter, it's like an evil spirit from **** ran into the world."

Zhang Su shook her head. She had never heard of it, but she could imagine it.

Zheng Xianglan let out a sigh, the anger in her voice dissipated, and it was replaced by helplessness, "We tightened our belts, borrowed grain, and worked as long-term workers for others, so we almost didn't sell ourselves as slaves. In fact, think about it now, at that time. If you sell yourself as a slave, there may be another way out, which is like now."

She touched her son's face. The child was not as squishy as ordinary children. On the contrary, he was very thin. Zheng Xianglan's fingers touched it, only a thin layer of fleshy skin was felt, more of the bones protruding. Kind of feel.

"Our dog eggs were born at that time. The eldest baby and the second baby are already dead. I can't let my man be the queen."

Zhang Su's fingertips on her knees moved. From her personal point of view, adults are so hard and hard, so don't bring small lives into this world.

It can be imagined that this is ancient times, and the woman next to her is a native of the ancients. When her son is dead, it is normal to want to have another son with her husband.

Zheng Xianglan: "I have good luck or bad luck. The good thing is that I am pregnant with a baby, and now I have both children. But"

Zhang Su glanced at the child in her arms, and it was easy to guess where the other child was going.

Zheng Xianglan pursed her lips before shaking her lower lip and said, "However, my daughter was not fate, and she was born a stillbirth. My son just barely hung a breath and seemed to be gone anytime."

"My father and I prayed to God to worship Buddha, and then used the coarse grains at home to exchange fine grains for others, and only then fed my son alive with rice soup."

Zhang Su was a little surprised by the child's strong vitality.

Zheng Xianglan: "I thought everything would be okay, but I didn't want those who suffered a thousand knives and would not leave us a little bit of survival. A few months later, they came to collect taxes again."

Zheng Xianglan beat her knees angrily and feebly, "We have nothing to eat in one bite, so there is no food for them, we really have no food..."

Big tears fell and hit the face of the child in her arms.

One or two drops fell on the child's mouth. Zhang Su saw the child smash it, then he wrinkled a face. Even children over a year old knew that his mother’s tears were bitter.

Zhang Su didn't say anything to persuade her. How could she persuade her? The **** reality is in front of her, so what is there to justify.

Moreover, the woman doesn't need her to persuade, the other party just wants to vent it.

Zheng Xianglan was also just as Zhang Su thought, she was just depressed for too long and needed to vent once.

If it hadn't been for half a bowl of water and a little steamed bun, she wouldn't even dare to cry.

After crying, Zheng Xianglan leaned weakly on the soil wall behind her, her eyes apathetic: "Later, the rest of our village escaped and became refugees. The kid's father was on the way to find food for our wife. It was beaten to death."

Speaking of her husband's death, the poor woman had no tears in her eyes, only numbness remained.

Zhang Su was stabbed by the expression on the woman's face and turned his head slightly.

She really eagerly hopes that the text will start soon, not for herself, but because at the beginning of the text, the male protagonist led an army into the palace and killed the faint monarch on the dragon chair.

This kind of **** should go to **** and suffer all kinds of punishments without paying for their sins.

Zhang Su seemed to have a fire huffing in her heart. She thumped the ground irritably, got up and walked to the side.

When Zheng Xianglan heard the movement, she recovered a little and shouted, "Sister, where are you going?"

"Looking for food." Zhang Su didn't look back.

Zheng Xianglan looked at Zhang Su's thin back and felt a little guilty. If she resisted hunger and didn't pick up the girl's buns, the girl wouldn't have to look for something to eat on a hot day.

Zhang Su walked in one direction. There were fragments and withered grass everywhere. The mud was evaporated by the high temperature, and it fell on the ground especially hard, indicating that this place is not a path for pedestrians. She kicked off the mud by her foot. It drew an arc in the air, fell heavily on the ground, and burst apart.

Zhang Su's face was distorted, holding his feet furiously: Fuck you, bastard, scumbag, scumbag.

She eased for a while, the pain in her feet receded, and then she continued walking. When she came back to her senses, she had already entered the forest. Although the forest was full of bare trees, there was nothing to stop her. The function of the scorching sun, let alone see a bird or two rabbits.

But she has all come in, so she can't take this trip in vain. Later, she will buy some wild fruits from the system and pretend to find them in the forest.

Zhang Su thought about things in his heart and slowed down unconsciously, but the footsteps still sounded regularly.

Tick...tick...tick

Wrong footsteps

A panic surged in Zhang Su's heart, biting the tip of her tongue hard, the pain made her sober, and no flaws were revealed.

She pretended to be unaware and continued to walk forward. She walked another ten steps or so, and there was a cracking sound behind her. She quickly grabbed the thick-bathed tree next to her and kicked her left foot. Using both hands at the same time, the whole person whirled in the air, and with this force, his right foot hit the attacker's neck severely.

With a click, the heavy object fell to the ground, and there was no more movement.

However, Zhang Su's heart jumped to his throat, and three men walked out in front of her.

"The little girl is very energetic, she must be full." The man who was speaking was a middle-aged man, dark and tall. Among the scrawny refugees, he was abnormally strong. He didn't care about his companion lying on the ground, his words seemed to be ridiculing, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Su.

"Brother Tiger is right." The two people beside him agreed. Compared with the brother Tiger, these two are much thinner, but one taller and the other shorter standing on both sides of Brother Tiger, as if Protect the law from left to right.

The short man shouted to Zhang Su: "Dead girl, quickly hand over the food you hid."

Zhang Su said with a cold face: "What if I say no."

The short man’s breathing suddenly became heavy, and his eyes faintly glowed red: "Bah, don’t toast or eat fine wine. It angers Lao Tzu... angers Brother Tiger, you can’t even leave a whole body. There is only a pile of bones."

Zhang Su's eyelids twitched: "What do you mean?"

Hearing Zhang Su's words, the three men laughed, and Brother Tiger closed his voice sharply, and looked down at her condescendingly. "

The meaning of the words was shocking and frightening, Zhang Su could no longer maintain his composure, and trembled: "You cannibals!"

She seemed to be disgusted, and took two steps to the side.

The short one closest to her followed, grinning gloomily: "Don't even want to run, you can't get out."

Brother Hu and the tall, thin man beside him stared at her in time.

The sunlight is still so hot, through the dead wood, falling on everyone. In this regard, it is surprisingly fair.

Zhang Su clenched his fists tightly, as the fine sweat slid down the side of his face, and finally gathered into puffy beads of sweat on the lower jaw, which fell to the ground, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

There is a natural physical gap between men and women. Even if she practices judo, she can't beat the other three alone.

She was tight, her eyes pierced with horror, this look undoubtedly pleased the three of Brother Tigers.

They like the way their prey is dying and struggling.

As for the man who died next to him, who cares. Chen Ergou's trash can't even clean up a girl movie, it deserves it.

The short man approached Zhang Su with a grinning grin, "Oh, hand over the food you hid, I can keep you for two more days, otherwise."

The short man threatened with a wipe of his neck...

It's now!

Zhang Su, who was still retreating, suddenly swooped down, holding down the hand that was shorter than the neck that hadn't been put down, his right foot accumulated all his strength, and he pushed three inches below the other's umbilicus.

"what--"

The screaming screams, thinking back in the empty forest.

Zhang Su didn't give the opponent a chance to react. He pushed the short man in the direction of Brother Tiger who was not far away with all his strength. Brother Tiger was unprepared. When he was about to dodge, it was too late. The whole person was staggered by the short man. Several steps back.

After he stood firm, he kicked the shorter one beside his foot and roared, "Catch me."

To let Lao Tzu catch him, he must cut the dead girl a thousand times.

Zhang Su ran in the forest with all his strength, while silently saying, "Brother System, I want a map of the neighborhood."

System: "3 merit points."

Zhang Su: "Sure."

A detailed map appeared in Zhang Su's mind. She looked at the place marked with a green dot and ran in that direction without hesitation.

When she was in the worst condition, she would eat a five-point full, just to cope with various emergencies, not to mention that her physical fitness has been greatly improved this year. She ran fast and threw out the afterimages of both legs. However, the sound of breathing behind him followed like a shadow.

She didn't dare to look back at all, only knowing that she tried her best and ran desperately.

The map in her mind continued to refine with her rapid movement, and a huge boulder appeared in front of her. Zhang Su didn't hesitate to turn, and when she wanted to run, she was quickly grabbed by her arm and pulled over.

Zhang Su decided to die with the wicked, but he did not expect to be an "acquaintance."

They held their breath and hid in the slit, listening to the sound of heavy footsteps running past their sides.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Barababa