The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

  Go out this trip and get 30,000 yuan.

  With money, Yan Tao can no longer stand the dilapidated house.

  Three days, she has reached the limit of her life endurance.

  The suite of Yan's family was occupied by people like Liu Peng, and Yan Tao could take it back with a few tricks.

  But, things that have been contaminated.

  She can't look good.

  Decided to go out to see the house the next day.

"Tao Tao," Granny Jiang said that she disagreed with Yan Tao's prodigal style, with a face full of resistance, "You are too disobedient! If you have money, you should save up and use it for college in the future! Grandma has been here all her life, no That's a few days away!"

   "Grandma, you believe me! What kind of money is this, our family will only have more money!"

  The loud and loud words were full of shock. When they said these words, Yan Tao's beautiful peach eyes burst into a thousand confident rays, which were even more dazzling than Zhuori's brilliance.

  She took Granny Jiang’s arm and acted like a baby, “I live next to the school. It’s convenient for me to go to and from school.”

   "If you can't make any money, grandma will move back!"

  She lives in a shack house very well.

"good…"

  Xiao Qi opened a full three-dimensional structure diagram in Yan Tao's mind.

   is a full-area house drawing extended on the basis of photos.

  This is the house Xiaoqi fancyed after she passed through layers of screening.

Yantao looked very satisfied.

  Furnitures are kept in new places, and the furnishings are neat and clean.

  In addition, this house is next to the school, and it is a five-minute walk to the school.

  The homeowner is a middle-aged couple, and their children are in the United States urging them to go there. They originally wanted to put up the sign and sell it, but this is an old house that has lived for many years.

  After the male host talked with Yan Tao, both parties were very satisfied and signed the contract on the spot.

   Five hundred a month, bet one pays three.

  Pay in half a year, just put the rent on their account.

   Granny Jiang said badly, but when she saw the new house, she liked it very much.

   After entering the door, touch this and touch that, and muttered, "There will be a yard from now on. You can plant a grape trellis here, plant potatoes over there, and sprinkle some seeds on the ones against the wall..."

  Mr. Jiang kept thinking about it, happily walking around like a child, and the whole person became more energetic under the excitement.

  "..."

  Anyway, Yantao doesn’t understand the thinking of far-old grandma.

  There are everything in this house, you can move in with your bags.

  Mr. Jiang cleaned up the master bedroom, put on new quilts, new sheets, and lay on it. It’s a comfortable...

  Although Yan Tao looked at the house, it was still a bit small, broken, and rotten...

  The walls are windy, the ceilings are old and old, the paint on the windows is all off...

   murmured silently for a while, and then thought about the appearance of the shack house again.

  Compared, you can still compare happiness.

Yantao closed her eyes and slept comfortably.

   Xiaoqi: "...Master, your ability to bear it is getting stronger and stronger..."

   Yan Tao got up early the next day and meditated in the courtyard.

  The early morning sunlight covers the young man, which can be seen with the naked eye, and there are strange Taoist rhymes circulating around her, golden light dots, like an immortal.

   Vaguely isolated the boy from the red dust around him.

After the   surgery had completely run through the body for three weeks, Yan Tao let out a sulky breath and opened his eyes.

  In the dark pupils, there is a fleeting light of lightning, and it swirls and returns to the beautiful and amazing peach eyes of the past.

  "Tao Tao, I'm eating," the rich smell of rice came out of the kitchen, and Granny Jiang set the tableware and said, "After dinner, go to school."

  Go to school...

  The thing this body fears most is going to school.

  She studied very well. The last undergraduate was not a problem, but she was in the worst class in the whole sophomore year.

  F class students gather with various problems. Her uncle Liu Peng’s son Liu Xi is also in this class. With the money in his pocket, he gathers a bunch of gangsters by his side, and takes pleasure in bullying her on weekdays.

  After saying goodbye to Granny Jiang after eating, Yantao walked into the school gate with brisk footsteps, found a good class, and knocked on the door—

   Without waiting for the teacher to answer, he walked in at a leisurely pace and pushed the door in, "Sorry teacher, I'm late."

   "Fat pig, you still have the guts to come!"

  The head teacher was about to speak, and a voice full of mockery came from the lower seat.

Yantao swept down coldly, and finally settled on the red-haired man with Erlang's legs in the second row from the bottom.

   His head is full of arrogant red, explosive heads, and greasy fat pig face.

  The taste of this second grader is really...not bad.

  It is his ability to ruin his hairstyle like this.

  The thin lips pulled away from the evil arc, she lifted her eyelids, as if she hadn't heard anything, she languidly returned to her seat.

  The whole process, made in a young man, contains a leisurely ancient rhyme, just like slow-motion playback, attracting people's attention.