The General’s Little Peasant Wife

When they all left in the morning, Joe Tianzhang also went to the palace and talked to Xiao Qifeng for a long time before leaving.

The next day, Joe Tianchan's family packed up and prepared to return to Baishan Village.

Now, Ning Mengyao has been in shape for seven months, and his stomach is already very large. Joe Tianjin slowly drove back with Qingxuan and Ning Mengyao, and the others first.

Two days away, Ning Mengyao they walked almost five days before they arrived.

This time back to Baishan Village, the village has changed dramatically, many people have built brick and tile houses, and the big workshop, the most important difference between Ning Mengyao is that their home is gone.

It's not that there isn't. It's like two families turned into one, only the gate.

Turn around and look at the man next to you: "What's going on? ”

“You'll find out later.” Qiao Tian carefully held Ning Mengyao towards the house.

As soon as she got to the door, the door opened from the inside, and when she saw everything inside, the whole person stood still.

What you see is a huge sea of flowers, many different kinds, all of which you like, a row of trees along the way through the door, pink cherry blossoms.

Ning Mengyao suddenly thought of what Qiao Tianjin had said before: “Did you prepare this? ”

“Well, yeah, didn't you always want to build a hill here?” From the outside, this hill is actually nothing, but we didn't know until we got inside that it was really a fairy realm.

“Let's go inside and see if anything doesn't fit your mind.” At the end of the road is a nice two story small building, some staggered and some houses, just like the one in front, but smaller.

This is what she used to design in the hills, she has always wondered, when the children are born to build them, who knows that when they come back, the Zhuang Zi will see them completely, not only this, but also their ideal Zhuang Zi.

“The sky is smooth...”

“Let's go, let's go home.” Joe's smooth face was filled with a smile, and Ning Mengyao's eyes were also heavily drowned.

Ning Mengyao nodded and entered the main house with Xiao Qitian. It was different from Ning Mengyao's dream, let alone the second floor.

“Let's go get some rest.” Qiao Tian reached out and held Ning Mengyao's waist to take people upstairs.

When they arrived at the door, Ning Mengyao's eyes were suddenly blindfolded.

“Give you a surprise. ”

Ning Mengyao leaned against Joe Tianjing and was forced to walk forward.

When the two of them get in, Joe Tian unwinds.

Seeing everything in the house, Ning Mengyao almost cried out, it really seemed like she was in a modern room, except for the vintage smell, almost everything else.

Walk up to the balcony and look at the flowers grown there in flower pots, big and small, with a happy smile on your face: "Thank you for the smoothness. ”

Reach out and hug Ning Mengyao from behind: “Don't say thank you to me, our home will be here from now on, no matter where we go, we will eventually come back. ”

“Okay.”

The two of them stood on the balcony and looked out at the scenery, and the people in the hill saw the happiness of the two of them, with an exciting smile on their faces, and their ladies and aunts really matched each other.

Soon after, Ning Mengyao fell asleep on Joe Tianjing's body, listening to the breath coming from his ear, lifting people up and gently placing them on the bed.

She lowered her head and kissed her on the stomach, kissing her cheek again, so she went out quietly.

Jiang Quan waited below. After Qiao Tian went down, he looked at him with a smile: “Thank you Uncle Jiang. ”

“You don't have to be polite with the old slave. This is what the old slave should do. These are the books from the time of the liquor store and the sauce factory, and these are the fish and shrimp.” In addition to this, there are naturally workers' salaries and so on.

“I know these, I'm going to the back workshop today.” It was already open a month ago, and I don't know what people are doing, and the guys here don't know if they're used to it.

“The goods will be ready in no time, and the supply of seven shops will be fine.” It's all little pieces of stuff.