The General’s Little Peasant Wife

“You dare.” Yang Huai looked at Qiao Tianchang with anger. I didn't expect this man to say such words. It was barbaric: “Ning Mengyao, did you see that? Do you really want to marry a savage man like him? ”

“As long as he's not savage to me, what's wrong with savage? I prefer a little more savage, at least he can protect his family, than a man who can't pick a shoulder, can't carry a hand, can go to the hall, can go into the kitchen, can protect his wife, can beat a wolf.” Ning Mengyao didn't have to say anything.

The women and girls on the side nod their heads. In addition to each other's money, women marry with good taste. You say you are a show talent. What's wrong with show talent? I can't help my family, I don't know if I can really get one step closer. I'd rather choose a man who can help me, and I can't let my daughter-in-law live a good life if Joe Tianjin is not really poor.

I was very satisfied with Joe Tianjin's assessment of Ning Mengyao. “Well, didn't expect you to give me such a high opinion? ”

White Joe Tian glanced at Yao Mengyao and looked at Yang Huai: “Yang Huai, do you really think I don't know your mind? You said you wanted to marry me because I had a workshop and a liquor store. If I didn't have these, would you marry me? No, you won't. You won't even look at me. ”

Yang Huai silently did not speak, and the people beside him understood, saying what to marry, emotion is the family property of people, no wonder to be ashamed to this point.

“I said, Chen, do you have any shame on your family? Did he read all his books in the dog's stomach? How dare you.” She drank aloud with Ning Mengyao's better woman.

The Chen family had no idea that things would turn into this eventually. Her face turned white after a moment. She stared at Ning Mengyao severely. She couldn't help but tear Ning Mengyao apart the bones. It was kind of scary how she looked at it.

“Get the hell out of my house. You guys stay here a little longer, I'm sick.” Joe Tian saw the mother and son making a scene like this and didn't want to walk away and say in anger.

“Yeah, you guys better get the hell out of here. Everybody, really, thinks you're great at shows. ”

“Exactly.”

Everyone, even if you speak to me, I can't stand others to say it like this. Chen's expression and Yang Huai's expression are not very good, especially Yang Huai's.

He's never been so embarrassed.

Yang Huai's sleeve shook, turned around and left. Chen Shi took a look at the departed Yang Huai, and looked at the people in the house. Finally, he followed Yang Huai with impatience and left.

After people left, Joe Tian suddenly apologized: "I'm so sorry, but this happened. ”

“What are you talking about? What does that have to do with you?” “Yes, Tianjing, now that you and Mengyao girl are definitely kissing each other, soon you will be kissing each other. It's not easy for her to live in a girl's house. You too, since you two have come together, you should hold each other together for a good life. As for others, don't worry about so much, we can't care about too much, can we?” Yang Zhu looked at the two children standing together with their hands held together.

This is still offensive to the ancient people of the feudal ideology, but the two are not privately taught, they are also fixed relatives, so nothing.

“Don't worry, uncle.” Joe Tian nods seriously: “I'll take care of Yao. ”

“Uncle is relieved.” Yang Zhu nodded.

For Ning Mengyao, he was treated as a child in love, and now he is naturally happy to see his child have a good place to stay.

Everyone helped Qiao Tianchang to pack the house and divide the rest of the dishes. Each family took some back.

It was not until the sun was about to set that the people left.

After they left, Joe Tian sighed heavily: "You're really tired. ”

“Eun” Ning Mengyao nodded. This is really a bit tired. If you are married, you do not know what you will become.

With this in mind, Ning Mengyao's expression was slightly embarrassing. What was she thinking? Why did she think of the time of marriage?