The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Zhu and brought out the anger of all the people in the village. He had a slight smile on his face, his mouth snapped up slightly, and he had a ridiculous smile.

Walking to Yang Zhu, Ning Mengyao glanced at the people below and said with a smile: “Everyone is from a village. I don't want to make a scene. I will return what I took from my house before tomorrow morning. I will forget about this. If I wake up tomorrow morning and I haven't seen what was stolen, I'm sorry. ”

This is already the greatest gift, just give it back and you'll be fine, it's not bad.

Everyone whispered the discussion and thought it was really great that Ning Mengyao had been stolen from his home, but it was just saying something like that. This is really... what should they say?

“Since Miss Mengyao said that, then this is the first thing to do. The person who stole the stuff also wants you to do what you want.” When you're done, let's split up. After all, everyone has to go to work.

After everyone left, Yang Zhu looked at Ning Mengyao: “Yao 'er, how could you say such a thing? If you search..."

“Although this is a solution, searching people's homes is not very good, so I thought if they could return my things, that would be fine, and if they couldn't, don't blame me me for being harsh.” Ning Mengyao's eyes were cold.

Yang Zhu nodded: “Do you know who that is? ”

“Yeah, I know. ”

The rest of us were cold and looked at each other. Yang Zhu was curious: “How do you know? ”

“Who did you imagine was the strangest of all of us? ”

Several people thought carefully about the scene, first looking at it, then saying a name at the same time.

Ning Mengyao nodded. “That's right, that's her. ”

“What are you waiting for? ”

“It's okay, give her a chance.” Ning Mengyao didn't have to say anything.

“Listen to you, then we'll go ahead and tell us tomorrow if she doesn't return anything. ”

“Okay.” The others left, busy harvesting crops, and there were only two of them left in the house.

Yang Zhu looked at Ning Mengyao guiltily. How could he not know what Ning Mengyao meant? Under his authority, there were thieves in the village, and he would be told that he was poorly regulated, and I'm afraid he would lose all arguments by then.

I hope the guy gets his stuff back tonight in a weird way and doesn't end up shameless.

Ning Mengyao said a few words to Zhu Yang Zhu and went back. He left with a bag in his hand. It was some white rice, which he bought from Yang Zhu's house.

Now she has nothing to eat at home, only to starve if she doesn't buy it back.

Back home, Mengyao steamed rice, then took out his own rabbit sauce and mushroom sauce, and ate some of them in two small dishes.

After eating, she went to the warehouse to take out her grapes, washed them and ate them, sour and sweet, not to mention how good they tasted.

After dinner, it was still early, Ning Mengyao went to the village to hire a car to go to town, bought more than a dozen pots, and bought some rice noodles and vegetables before leaving.

Back home it was getting dark, paying for it, eating something, lighting the lights and starting to make wine.

When she saw the grapes, there was only one thing in her mind, which was the wine, and she could actually make some grape sauce, but she didn't really like it.

When I think of wine, the eyes of Mengyao are bright.

It took almost an hour to finish all the grapes, and I thought to myself, go on tomorrow, there must be some grapes, make some more wine, not enough for her to drink.

She fell asleep while lying in bed thinking about it. The next day, when she opened her eyes, the days were already plentiful. After washing up, she went outside to take a look, nothing.

Ning Mengyao sneered. Since she didn't want this opportunity, she didn't seem to have to be soft.

Turn to the kitchen and cook the rice congee, and bring out some of your own dishes. After eating, you can only walk towards the village at leisure.