The General’s Little Peasant Wife

After eating, the Qin women cleaned up at home, and Ning Mengyao took Qingxue to the village with her two jars.

At this time, the family is still eating, there is hardly anyone outside, which is why Ning Mengyao chose this time.

Although it's okay to be seen, she just doesn't like trouble very much, so it's better to avoid it as much as possible.

When the two of them passed, Qiao Tianchang happened to be eating alone. He was holding a book and reading it. When he saw Ning Mengyao come, he had some doubts in his mind: “How come? Have you eaten? ”

In a friendly way, it looks perfectly normal in Joe Tian, and Ning Mengyao doesn't care about this either. He just refers to two jars in Green Snow's hand: “This is the wine you helped me make together. I'll give you two jars to drink first, and I'll give you the rest when you've built the house to move there. ”

Joe Tian's eyes lit up and he forgot all about it. When she was making wine, he always wanted to wait for it to be made and must be tried, but he forgot it when things got better.

“Okay, no problem.” Joe Tianjing picked up the altar from Snow's hand and put it aside. The table flashed, pointing to the stool beside him: “Sit down? ”

“Yes.” Ning Mengyao nodded as if he was okay to go home.

Qingxue stood behind her and listened to them. She had some doubts in her eyes. She had not seen the young lady with other men, but she had not really been able to talk like this, even Linglo had never done so.

Miss is very relaxed in front of this man, which is the conclusion of Qingxue after listening to the conversation between the two of them, and in fact the same.

Ning Mengyao had previously found that she and Joe Tianjing were very conversational. Whatever he said, he was always able to match words and even give his own opinions, which is why she and Joe Tianjing would be familiar with this situation.

Qiao Tianchang's voice reached the next door. Yang Cui listened to the two of them. It didn't mean to lower their voices. His face was ugly. He was so indifferent to himself, he didn't make false remarks, but he was so good to other women. Qiao Tianchang was really good.

People in the village don't always say, "What's wrong with Ning Mengyao?" She wants those people to see what kind of person Ning Mengyao is, she is just a bitch who can only seduce men.

Then Yang Cui-xin had a plan to sit outside and listen to the conversation, but soon she found out that she could not understand what they were talking about. Even if she could understand something, it would be a half-knowing solution.

“Do you have chess here?” Ning Mengyao suddenly asked.

Joe Tian stunned and then shook his head: "I don't have it here. ”

“Qingxue, go back and get me the chess, suddenly I want to play chess.” Ning Mengyao looked at Qingxue and said softly.

She loved chess, and the play was good, but they didn't like the blue snow so much that no one was there with her. However, she accidentally discovered that Joe Tianjin could play chess together. During the brewing time, they often played chess together.

Green snow nodded and went out to get the chess.

“You're itching.” Joe Tian said with a smile, watching Ning Mengyao's eyes drowning.

Ning Mengyao frowned: “Don't tell me you don't want. ”

“I didn't say that. ”

“That's it. ”

The tone of intimate conversation between the two of them almost didn't make Yang Cui angry.

Soon, Qingxue came back with a chessboard and a chess board. Joe Tian went to fetch a small table and put some snacks on it. He put the chessboard up again. Ning Mengyao held the white one, Joe Tian held the black one. The two of them started playing chess that way, completely forgetting that it was New Year's Eve.

The two of them forgot what was going on around them when they played chess. However, Qingxue bored to pick up the book that Joe Tianjin had read before. It was a memoir. Qingxue had a taste for reading.

Three people in the yard, two busy playing chess, one reading a book, only Joe Tianchang and Ning Mengyao sporadically talk in the yard.

Since the two of them started playing chess, Yang Cui couldn't hear this side of the voice. He thought something had happened. Look at the time. It was almost that time, so he walked out.