The Space’s Twelve Zodiac Comes to Farm!

"Boy, are you the only one living here?"

The old man closed his eyes and "looked" around the courtyard.

The yard was a bit messy, and the stone table in the yard was somehow violently chopped into several pieces with an axe.

The middle-aged man nodded with a silly look, "My old lady died a few years ago, so here I am."

The middle-aged man took a water scoop, scooped a scoop of water in the full tank, and held it to the old man with two hands.

He seems to be a good person who respects his elders.

The old man smiled slightly, took a sip of the water scoop handed by the middle-aged man, and then returned the water scoop back.

"Can an old man tell a fortune?" The middle-aged man glanced at the banner that the old man was holding, his eyes faintly bright.

"Yes!" The old man nodded sharply, "What does the young man want to test?"

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands, his face suddenly became red, and it took a long time before he whispered, "Is it possible for the elderly to test marriage?"

The old man nodded slightly, "There are many people who test marriage, old man I am quite skilled!"

"The old god, help me take a look! See when my mother-in-law can get back!" The middle-aged man looked at the old man with surprise and hurriedly stretched out his hand in front of the old man.

The old man lowered his head and glanced, then pinched his fingers and pinched a few times, then raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man lazily, "If the old man is good, he has a wife!"

"Oh!" The middle-aged man sighed, "Yes! But that woman hasn't been beaten! I just moved a little bit, so I can't stand hanging!"

From the middle-aged man's tone, he did not hear his regret at all, but some regrets, regret that the last wife was too fragile.

The middle-aged man obviously looks very simple and honest, but what he says is not flattering.

"You have no regrets?" The old man shook his head slightly, then pointed to the failed yard, "Do we still have the conditions to marry another daughter-in-law?"

The middle-aged man shook his head in confusion, "Can't afford to marry! My family can't afford the dowry."

The old man asked again, "You don't regret being bad to your daughter-in-law? If you respect your wife as a guest, you won't be alone now, right?"

The middle-aged man stared at the old man with wide-eyed eyes, with a simple face, "Respect like a guest? Impossible! My father beats my mother since he was a child! Women come to suffer when they marry into their husband's house!

The middle-aged man seems to be talking about a very common phenomenon. His inherent concept is that men should beat women, and women come to be cows and horses in their husband's house, and they come to suffer.

"Heh!" The old man snorted coldly, "Then what do you do now? Don't you still be alone? When you are old and helpless, no one will find out when you die at home!"

The middle-aged man smiled with a simple face, "How is it possible! I am a man, and a man should be served by a woman. It's really impossible. I can see which woman on the street looks good, and I will grab it from her! See if she dares not be me. daughter in law!"

The middle-aged man has a natural tone, completely unaware that his behavior is wrong!

The reputation of a woman is extremely important. The middle-aged man intends to ruin the reputation of the family, and the girl must marry him!

The middle-aged man has already calculated it, and when that happens, he will sneak close to the girl who is eye-catching, and then suddenly stretch out her hand, so that the girl can only marry him!

"What kind of girl does that guy like?" There was a trace of disdain on the old man's face, and he glanced at the torn stone table.

"I like to look softer and more beautiful! It's better to be beaten!" The middle-aged man said here, with a trace of regret on his face, "It's a pity, I have been watching the street for a long time, and I have never seen it A girl! I don’t know when there will be a girl I saw in the capital!"

The old man sighed again, and then put the broken baggage he was carrying on the torn stone table, and asked while opening the bag, "How did the table at home crack?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the crack in the stone table, and said honestly, "My last lady was disobedient. I was angry. She didn't get to the table with an axe. I was angry that the table was not in place. A few more axes!"

The old man was looking for things in his bag and asked, "Don't you know that doing too many bad things will make God's Scourge worse?"

"Hurt! I haven't done anything bad! I'm this--"

The middle-aged man's simple and honest voice stopped dumbly, his eyes widened, he looked at the old man in front of him incredibly, and reached out his hand to touch his neck.

As a result, before he touched his neck, his body fell to the ground unwillingly.

There was a plop.

A simple "honest person" closed his eyes, blood dripping from his neck.

The old man sighed, wiped the **** dagger with the clothes of the "honest man", and then put the dagger in his bag again.

"Don't blame me. If you want to blame, you will offend the nobles in the future. You can be regarded as walking the way for the sky!"

While talking, the old man picked up the shovel from the corner of the wall, pinched his fingers for a few times, closed his eyes and "looked" at the yard, finally chose a location and started digging.

"It's a good location!" The old man muttered while digging, "Since the old man has found such a good place for you, just look down!"

The old man dug for a while, and suddenly the shovel bumped into a hard object. The old man bent over and looked at the half of the white bones that had just been dug out, and shook his head gently.

The old man's shovel was slightly skewed, and he dug it up next to the bone, and he smiled, "You have company!"

The old man had been busy for an hour, and when it was dark outside, he patted the dirt on his body and put out the small yard with his banner of "exhaustive".

The yard was messy. In addition, there was another piece of new soil that had been renovated. Some people stepped on the soil, and the chickens and ducks in the yard were released from the cage.

The chickens and ducks didn't know that it was their owner who was buried underneath, and they stood on Xintu and pulled a few feces.

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In the early morning, Bai Lian changed into a men's suit and a white dress, a handsome young man.

"Boom boom!"

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Bai Lian **** her hair and spoke to the people outside.

The maid Qiuming came over with a basin of water, and she was taken aback when she saw Bai Lian, and then quickly changed her words and called Master, "Little-Master."

Bai Lian nodded slightly, "Let's put it there!"

"Yes!" Qiu Ming put the water aside, saluted, and then stepped back slowly.

Bai Lian washed a little bit, and when she went out, she saw a man's jade.

Oriyu has a cold face and a black dress, exuding the breath of no one near.

"early!"

A faint smile appeared on Oryu's cold face, and he nodded slightly at Bai Lian.

"Morning!" Bai Lian smiled.

"Little Bai, early!"

As soon as Oriyu came over, Luo Gonghua received the news and came over without stopping.

Luo Gonghua is also dressed in white. Luo Gonghua's clothes are slightly messy, he looks just getting up and his hair is not tied.

"Morning!" Bai Lian looked at Luo Gonghua's messy clothes, her mouth twitching.