The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Yang Xiu-er shook her head constantly. She was scared. A hundred taels of silver. If Ning Mengyao really gave it to her mother, she knew very well that her mother would agree, even if in the end she would die in Ning Mengyao's hands.

“I don't want it. I'm wrong. I'll never dare again.” Yang Xiu-er shook her head and said.

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Xiu-er coldly, watching her beg for forgiveness. Ning Mengyao just didn't say a word. He looked at Yang Xiu-er like a demon from hell.

At this moment, Yang Xiu-er really regretted it. She always thought that Ning Mengyao had done nothing to her. She was afraid of her. Now it doesn't look like that at all. Afraid? What a joke.

For a long time, Ning Mengyao just didn't want to compare with her, but she was too impressed with herself and too underestimated Ning Mengyao.

Yang Xiu-er's appearance made Ning Mengyao feel unusually ironic.

“Yang Xiu-er, don't worry, I won't do anything to you today, but from now on, it's better not to show up in front of me, and don't threaten me with that so-called correction, otherwise I really don't know what I will do. This is my last chance, if you still don't cherish it, then this bead is what you will end up with.” Ning Mengyao had a bead in her hand that she did not know where she had taken it from. Then she saw her hand squeezed hard. The bead was instantly broken into pieces and scattered in front of Yang Xiu-er.

When he saw that bead crushed by Ning Mengyao, Yang Xiu-er felt his neck was cold, and the people beside him saw that Ning Mengyao was rarely angry and a little scared.

Those who love to say Ning Mengyao gossip, when they see Ning Mengyao's head up, can't help but wish they hadn't appeared here. If Ning Mengyao thought of them as that bead, they would be dead.

Well, it's better not to mess with Ning Mengyao in the future. She's fine now, helping people in the village make money. Anything else, anything to do with them?

Yang Xiu-er looked at Ning Mengyao trembling. “You are not a human being. ”

“Isn't it clear to me that Yang Xiu-er cherishes his last chance, Green Frost? Let's go back.” He stood up and turned away.

Yeung Xiu-er sat on the ground for half a day before returning to God. Her face was bleak and white. Even now, she still hated Ning Mengyao, but she dared not do anything anymore. She was really scared, Ning Mengyao was really terrible.

“Miss, isn't that woman daring to mess with you again?” Green frost looked at Ning Mengyao.

“Yeah, not anymore.” Ning Mengyao changed the way he had just looked and said softly.

If it weren't for Yang Xiu-er's annoyance, she wouldn't have used such a warning method.

After this day, Yang Xiu 'er was not ill, and the doctor spent a lot of money. He was supposed to make a scene, but was stopped by Yang Xiu 'er.

And told her that she didn't want to die, so come on, don't pull her up. After listening to Ning Mengyao's actions, Roche forgot about the matter and said that he didn't want to come.

Without their intrusion, Ning Mengyao did a lot of quiet work, and all the first batches of apricot blossoms were made into wine, but Ning Mengyao did not intend to take them out now.

Then the apricot flowers came two more batches, after the apricot flowers, peach blossoms, when no peach blossoms came, Ning Mengyao's specially built wine cellar was filled with wine.

Joe Tian looked at so many wine jars and his eyes glowed: “Why don't you sell it to Yao? ”

Ning Mengyao thought about it and nodded in agreement: "Okay, you tell Xiao Qitian to come and pull it, but only give it half. ”

“Okay.”

When Qiao Tian contacted Xiao Qitian, Ning Mengyao also sent Qingxuan to call several high-powered martial arts men.

When the apricot and peach blossom wine came out, Linglo must know that it was him, then he would inevitably not find it. Qingxuan was the only person she was really worried about, or was it better to be prepared to deal with it before.

Joe Tianchang also knew something about Ning Mengyao, so much so that when Ning Mengyao acted, he also started to move.