Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  The story that brother-in-law and sister-in-law had to tell?

  Su Haitang narrowed her eyes and quickly knocked off the Lushan Claw.

   The man who dared to covet her face to face, who gave her the courage!

"what are you doing!"

   He Chunxing glared at Su Haitang while clutching the back of her red hand.

  Very good, finally gave her a straight eye.

  Su Haitang rolled her eyes and looked with satisfaction at the man who hurriedly backed away from Shoufudao.

   "Don't let other women touch you."

   Her family Cheng Yuanzheng didn't like it.

  Xiao Naihe was holding a bag of eggs, and the face of Xiaobai, who couldn't get tanned, was faintly flushed with light red.

   "No touch. Just for you."

  Su Haitang's mouth twitched, what is this little daughter-in-law doing!

  No, why do you feel that this man is getting more and more rogue, and if he is so ambiguous, he will talk in public?

   "You are shameless!"

  He Chunxing was ignored for a while, so she burst into tears, looking at the handsome Xiao Naihe eagerly.

   Didn't he always look down on her stupid, fat and greedy cousin?

   Whenever she angers He Mingzhu, Xiao Naihe doesn't care, and even intends to stand by himself and help the fat woman. what is it today?

  He Chunxing wanted to stop complaining about grievances, but Xiao Naihe didn't have any reason.

   He didn't know what was wrong, the more he looked at his daughter-in-law, the more pleasing the eye, so he wanted to look at her.

   Anyway, he couldn't see the others clearly. Is he going blind? Fortunately, with her, she is his only light.

   "What's wrong with us talking as a couple? Who is shamelessly eavesdropping on me?"

  Su Haitang is not what it used to be, her heart has been baptized by gunpowder smoke and blood countless times, and she can definitely do things that can't be saved.

   Anyway, this is not the real world, so what if everyone died? It's a big deal, she will take her own man back.

  Su Haitang thinks very much and does things more freely.

   If it wasn't for the fear of scaring the silly white sweet version of Xiao Naihe, stimulating him to blacken, and then turning back to suppress the assimilation Cheng Yuanzheng, she would have killed the Quartet with the little fox!

  Is it really a little fox who went to the apocalypse for white experience?

  The little fox, who was waving his small paws and chopping vegetables and buns, silently shed bitter tears.

  Master, people choose to go out and destroy the world, is that okay?

   "Your family drives the road? People are not allowed to listen to you talking in the street? Are you sick!"

  He Chunxing is a simple and rude girl, otherwise she would not have defeated the old and young men in the village and grabbed the lucrative position of the tractor driver.

   Then, this simple and rude girl quickly jumped back to the tractor driver's seat, put on the gear and stepped on the accelerator, and simply and rudely rammed the two of them!

  Su Haitang raised her eyebrows to see the maliciousness in the eyes of the cheap cousin, and kicked a stone beside her feet.

   The tractor's spinning belt snapped and snapped.

   The tractor roared and stopped idling, He Chunxing blushed and had a thick neck!

   "You dare to destroy the public property in our village! You wait for me!"

   "Where's the evidence?" Su Haitang glared at her, too lazy to talk to the idiot.

   She said just wait? Where did such a big face come from!

   The tractor managed by He Chunxing broke down, and he had to pay for repairs and compensation. He hurriedly returned to the village to find someone to help repair the machine.

  The bus just came over, Su Haitang picked up a bag of vegetables and meat and got on the bus first.

   It was after three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not a peak passenger flow. The car was very spacious, and the conductor did not ask them to put a few bags on the roof.

   "Daughter-in-law, are we just leaving?"

  Xiao Naihe sat next to Su Haitang, holding the egg cloth bag firmly in his arms.