Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!Liu Zhixia saw the scene straight.

In order to please his daughter-in-law, Feng Qingbai made an internal response that played a leading role in the team of seniors.

Just to coax them to wear gloves, as for?

However, his vomiting lowered his voice, and he was beside Feng Qingbai, so the words were not heard.

On the ridge, the woman had walked back to the shade of the tree briskly.Feng Qingbai's side was caught and his face did not change color.

"Shengsheng got up in the middle of the night to pick up blisters on my hands and sew the gloves early in the morning." Feng Qingbai's voice was faint, and the rice cutting in his hands kept moving, and his tone could not hear any other emotions. From the side, he could see the corners of his light mouth, "She loves my hands more than me, and wearing gloves can make her feel at ease, why not."

Liu Zhixia looked down, looking at the weird gloves with flat and fine stitches on his hands, and wondering what he thought, his eyes overflowed with soft colors.

Not far away, there was a mutter from the house boy, "It looks a little weird, like a skin connected to a block, but it is okay to wear."

"Work quickly." Liu Zhixia buried his head, the three of them almost went together and began the process of pushing down rice straw.

The soreness and fatigue from the heavy work on the first day were still there, but the movements of the three young men were not slowed down. The whole day was like the blood of chickens, and the harvest was faster than yesterday.

There are a total of ten acres of land in the family, and the rest will be busy for another day.

They were responsible for harvesting, and the harvested rice was piled in the field. After the bundling, the Wei Lan and Wei Hong couples helped pick it to the drying valley, where there were wine and old towns, and called a bunch of old guys in the village who did not go to the field to thresh and dry.

Methodical.

The work is completed smoothly.

The closing time of other people in the village is almost the same as that of them.

After the rice fields of all the households were harvested together, a group of lords shouted the Dragon Gate array in Shangliu Family Courtyard that night, and they drank heartily.

The village has a good harvest.

This is no longer a rarity in Xinghua Village, but everyone is still very happy.

Things are over, and the enthusiasm is still there, but we must drink to celebrate.

The Liujia stove was full of people, and the atmosphere was very lively.

In this hilarity, several figures slipped out quietly.

He didn't go anywhere else, holding a jar of wine, carrying a few glasses, and diverted to the inner courtyard.

It is Feng Qingbai, Liu Zhixia, Liu Zhiqiu and Xue Qinglian.

The village elders all talked about how many rice vendors came in the village today, and the price of rice in the village once again soared.

These are not their concerns, and they are really not used to chatting with their throats.

After half an hour in the cooking room, Chen Xiao was transparent, and several people couldn't resist, slipping away.

The inner courtyard is quiet and contrasts with the noise of the stove.

At this time, the moon was empty, and the entire courtyard was bathed in the faint moonlight, surrounded by the unique moon bugs that could only be heard from the village.

"Are you ready to return to Beijing in these two days?" Liu Zhixia said.

"Well, Liangdou'er is still in the capital. Naturally, he has to go back, and the things in North Korea and China need to be handed over clearly." Feng Qingbai smiled.

Soon, he and Shengsheng would be able to bring their children back here and start living the life they had been longing for.

"My order has also come down. After the farmer returned home and waited for the return of the new prefect, he had to rush to the capital."

"I thought you would go to Beijing in July."

"You are still in Xiliang in July, and you are worried that you are going, who is thinking about those things." Liu Zhixia rarely said with emotion when she said this. Xinghuacun provided old-age pensions in advance, but he still had to work hard in the capital, and he was charged in a fraud.

The man was patted on the shoulder, and the man said, "Have a good job, and Feng Mohan will hand it over to you." Liu Zhixia was so angry.

"Feng Qingbai is going back to Beijing, and your elder brother is going back to Yunzhou. You are on the road. Is Xue Qinglian going to the capital?" Liu Zhiqiu also has a small abacus.

Of the three people present, three of them are absolutely unbeatable.

He wants them all to leave, so that he can continue his position at home at the top of the younger food chain.

As soon as he said this, the three of them looked at him together.

"Then, you are all people who are doing big things, and it's the same thing after you finish the work. You have to deal with your hands and make sure you have peace of mind in the future, isn't it? Our family can still run in Xinghua Village? When will you come back? No? I'm not in a hurry." Liu Zhiqiu smiled and opened his eyes to talk nonsense.

"Roll the calf, don't pretend to be honest, you can't pretend." Liu Zhixia.

"I didn't pretend, don't believe you look at my eyes." How sincere.

In this regard, the three gave their insightful comments.

"Rogue eyes."

"Rooster head."

"Unsightly."

Liu Zhiqiu has no skin, "Grass!"

No one ignored him.

The other three basically regarded him as non-existent and continued the previous topic, "I and Shengsheng returned to Beijing the day after tomorrow. As for Xue Qinglian, it's up to you to decide for yourself."

Xue Qinglian was silent.

He knew what Feng Qingbai meant.

In the capital, Xue Zhong is still in the Nanling Palace.

No matter what Xue Zhong once did, both his name and facts were his uncle. Feng Qingbai looked at him in the face, so he would ask more and give him the opportunity to decide for himself.

Decide whether Xue Zhong is dead or alive, how to die or live.

His silence was not due to confusion or softness, but he still had a little unwillingness in his heart when he looked back on the days when he was dependent on each other.

He really wanted to know what role he had played for him in his uncle's heart.

Loved ones?Tool?

Or maybe there was a moment when the uncle once regarded him as a nephew.

He was silent and there was no sound from the three people around him.Give him time to think calmly.

"I... go to Beijing with you." Xue Qinglian spoke for a while, his voice was a little dry.

Feng Qingbai should say, "Well."

On the shoulders, they were patted by Liu Zhixia and Liu Zhiqiu respectively. This was the comfort and support they gave him.

No matter what he decides, they are all around him.

These people appeared in his life, he was fortunate, this is a friend he wins like relatives.

Everyone in the Liu Family's compound actually regarded him as a member of the family.

In the second yard, he has his own position.

Thinking of this, the haze that just covered my heart suddenly disappeared.

Xue Qinglian laughed, languid and sloppy, uninhibited from his bones.

"That's what I should do. When it's finished, no matter how you handle things, I will go back to Xinghua Village first. After so many years, I have been a little tired, and I will leave it here to support the elderly."