Bai Yan looked helpless: "I am also rushing to talk, Hu Feng Mingming is deliberately stimulating me, I just followed his words and returned."

Hu Changlin looked awkward and smiled and said: "Shantou, don't blame Hu Feng, he is worried about you, take you as your own, no other meaning."

I don’t know if it’s white, but this Hu Fengzui is too poisonous. If you say something, you can’t help but feel like you are jealous.

Now she has some regrets. After all, she has to take a carriage in the city, and Hu Feng has become her exclusive driver. He is angry now, and she will strike after the strike?

In the afternoon, she and Zhao Lan went to the ground and dug a bag of toguas back.

The two men squatted on the riverside to wash the soil melon, and Zhao Lanle’s face blossomed. "Hey, I have never seen such a big melon. I really didn’t expect it, this is a month’s effort, the melon is It’s so fruitful, it’s still so big, it’s too early to be familiar with green wheat. It’s really unexpected.”

Bai Yan also smiled and said: "I did not expect that it seems that the per mu yield is not a problem. What is urgent now is to quickly contact the market."

When it comes to sales, the color of Zhao Lan’s face fades a bit: “Hey, this sweet potato was poisoned before, we know that this thing is good, but the people don’t know, I’m afraid it’s hard to sell it. ""

"Nothing, I have my own way." She never intended to sell to the people in the market to buy food, thousands of pounds of potatoes, if they all get to the market to sell, the end will definitely be the same as the old lady I saw last time. ,Nobody cares.

The mother and daughter are washing the melons and washing the mud on the melons. This will gradually set the sun down, the river is getting cooler, the women in the village begin to squeezing toward the river with their clothes, and the big guys see their soil. Melon, it is inevitable to praise a few times, but some people are exposed to the coveted color, the family is poor, see things that can not be eaten, see it.

Too many people, white sly simply stupid, no one gave, in this case, give one to give it all, or offend people.

When the villagers saw that she did not have the generous contribution, they also dispersed. The work of each of them was a bitter person. Bai Hao and Zhao Lan had just passed a few days, and the fields were not allowed to be green. This kind of sweet potato was planted, but this kind of sweet potato is rarely eaten now. They may be hard to sell if they want to sell it. They can also point to these winter melons in the future. They are not willing to take it out. It is also reasonable to give it to everyone. There is nothing to worry about.

However, not everyone thinks so, at least the white family does not think so.

The old lady and Liu and Zhang’s three people each came to wash with a pot of clothes.

In the past, the clothes at home were either whitewashed or Zhao Lan. They never touched their hands. At most, they were washed and taken back. They were each exposed to the sun.

But now, no one is willing to help anyone to wash clothes, they will simply wash each family.

Liu’s old eyes saw what Bai Yu and Zhao Lanzhen were washing at the riverside. They thought they were also washing clothes. They were planning to drop them a few words. They could come closer and they were actually washing the soil. A bag full of dried melons is fat and looks hungry.

Liu took his arm and licked Zhang, who was around him, and signaled her to go forward.

Zhang took a look at her, ignored her, and walked away with a basin.

Liu took his eyes to see the old lady. The old lady’s eyes were also on the melon. The throat swallowed a large mouthful of saliva. The rice at home had already seen the bottom. These days, I have been eating wild vegetables. I haven’t tasted it for a long time. The taste is gone.

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