The General’s Little Peasant Wife

“As for, too much, Auntie, I'm afraid you have no idea how good this stuff is selling over there.” Without waiting for Wang Fu to speak, Zhao Mingyu next door said with great excitement.

Ning Mengyao looked at them like they were so embarrassed, his eyes jumped slightly: “Why am I looking at you like dirt buns? ”

A lot of the stuff she got from there, she processed it and then sold it for a high price.

“Auntie, did you strike people that hard? This is outrageous.” Zhao Mingyu awkwardly screamed, but there really wasn't much angry ingredient in the middle, it seemed like a joke.

As soon as Jomo Feng came back, he saw someone staying next to his mother, and smiled, walking over and kicking people away: "Stay away from my mother, save my father from pulling your skin back. ”

“Joe Mo Feng, I just came from over there to see you, and you kicked me as soon as you got back.” Zhao Mingyu rose from the ground and stared at Jomo Maple on the side. This guy was too much.

After a glance at Zhao Mingyu, Qiao Mo Feng's face was disgusted: “I didn't ask you to come here, you came here yourself. ”

Zhao Mingyu was impatient, and his face was even less beautiful.

Jomo and Ishimatsu also came back laughing. Wang Fu saw Jomo, his eyes turned, jumped and kicked at Jomo, and Ishimatsu on the side was pushed away.

He reached out and dragged Huang Fu's foot. He pushed his hand and threw people out. This guy really needed to beat up when he got here.

Ishimatsu stood beside him, pretending to accidentally trip the Imperial Engine while he was working with Jomo.

Though the Imperial Engine soon stabilized itself, it almost fell to the ground, which doesn't count. Jomo seized this opportunity and pressed it against him, reaching out and locking the Imperial Engine's neck: “Sample, do it with me? I'm not afraid I'll rip your bones off. ”

Huang Fu was depressed: "Ishimatsu, why did you trip me? ”

Ishimatsu looked at the Imperial Engine innocently: "I didn't notice, I was careless. ”

That was very innocent, very thick, but the smile in his eyes seemed deliberate anyway.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. The Emperor's engine was silent for a moment. How long have they been apart? How did this guy end up like this? You really went from a white bun to a black sesame filling bun?

“Get up.”

“Wow, it's comfortable sitting like this, just missing a soft stool.” Jomo sat on the back of the Imperial Engine and didn't feel comfortable saying anything.

In this regard, the teeth hated by Wang Fu were itchy, suddenly, and suddenly he threw Jomo out, and Jomo was thrown out without protection, which was good to be caught by Ishimatsu.

“Shit, Wang Fu, you son of a bitch. ”

“Afraid you and I will write our names backwards.” Huang Fu snorted coldly and said with disdain.

Jomo snorted coldly: "Follow me.” Everything here is mother's baby, if it breaks my mother, Dad will definitely clean him up when he comes back, he can't beat his father.

A couple of people went out together. At first, Jomo and Huang Fu Engine started to fight each other. At the end of the day, all the children, big and small, were involved. That was simply a mixed war. Whoever sees fit will be beaten up.

Luckily, no one was looking for a few small problems, but the Royal Father's engine was a bit unlucky and a little miserable to be cleaned up.

Ning Mengyao looked straight at his head there, these little lunatics.

“Enough fun. Go wash yourself.” She ignored them because she thought of something.

That's rabbit fur, and she can totally get people to grow fur rabbits in Side City who can't participate, and they can still get fruit, and then fruit, cans, and fructose are totally okay.

Think about it, Ning Mengyao gave the order, saving time and trouble.

When Joe Tian returned, he saw the mix-up in the yard, looked at his son's performance and shook his head.

“You seem to have forgotten everything I've taught you lately. Do you want to start training tomorrow?” Joe's voice sounded unseen on the side.