Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update farmer abandoned wife: take Meng baby to farm the latest chapter!Huo Chunhua left Zhao Wenshui and left the house.

"Mother, don't go, mother..." Zhao Wenshui shouted anxiously, but Huo Chunhua still ignored him.

Zhao Wenshui was lying on the bed with some grievances, thinking that the family of the old Zhao family was really heartbroken.

The others were outside the courtyard, and you laughed at me from time to time.

Listening to this voice, Zhao Wenshui was even more uncomfortable, and he secretly scolded these people in his heart.

He lay pitifully inside the house, but those people were happy outside.

The scent floating in the kitchen was stronger now.

Zhao Wenshui couldn't stand on the bed, he must go out to the table for dinner, otherwise he would not be greedy.

He didn't believe that Zhao Wenshi and Feng Changxia both had to worry about him on this joyous day, and would not let him go to the table to drink.

Zhao Wenshui struggled to get up from the bed. His arm accidentally touched it, and his teeth hurt and he grinned.

Zhao Wenshui took a deep breath and walked towards the outside of the house.

At this time, there were many people in the old Zhao's courtyard. When they saw Zhao Wenshui's miserable appearance, they all pointed to Zhao Wenshui and discussed it.

"What happened to Zhao Wenshui? How did this happen?"

"Yeah, wouldn't it offend someone to be beaten?"

"Who knows, but what did he do when he was injured?"

"Wouldn't it be for drinking?"

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Zhao Wenshui ignored these people's comments, cheeky, and found a table with a few men and sat down.

Only sitting on a man’s table can drink alcohol, and can he be a big man crowded with several wives?

As soon as Zhao Wenshui sat down, his rancid smell got into the nostrils of several men.

The men in the same bed frowned in disgust.

In order to be smoked, how can they eat food after a while?The smell is so disgusting, let alone moving chopsticks.

"Zhao Wenshui, you've been injured, and it's not convenient to eat food. Why did you go to the table?" A man said euphemistically. If it was too direct, he would be embarrassed to be afraid of hurting people.

Zhao Wenshui didn't hear the meaning of the man's words, and waved his hand as if he didn't care. "What's the matter? The body is hurt, not the mouth. It's okay to eat something, drink some wine. of."

The man frowned, and it seemed that Zhao Wenshui did not mean to leave.

He couldn't help but continue to say, "But you're tossing like this, what if we accidentally touched you, what should you do? I don't want to go to the table to eat, so as not to hurt myself."

Zhao Wenshui continued to talk indifferently, "It's okay! What can I do! You be careful, won't it be far away from me? Let me sit in a seat alone."

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The men on the table saw that Zhao Wenshui was speechless and could not understand why Zhao Wenshui could not be a little self-knowledge.

The straight-talking person responded directly, "Zhao Wenshui, you have a heavy taste and smoked us. Or would you please move your seat? I can't drink with you on a table!"

"Me too, can't stand it!" The other man squeezed his nose and responded in disgust.