Chapter 271： Chin
Chapter 271 Qian Shi
"An Jun, now our village belongs to your family. After the house is completed, you will live in it. Are you going to reclaim the wasteland you bought?" The old village chief asked with a smile, drinking.
Tan Anjun nodded when he heard the words: "The wasteland must be reclaimed. Let's make plans when the farming is slack. At this moment, build the house first and then consider other things."
In fact, he understood what the old village chief meant, and he probably wanted him to ask the men in the village to help open up wasteland.
"Well, that's the reason." After hearing what he said, the old village chief couldn't tell the rest, hey, let's talk about it later.
"Sister-in-law is right, there is nothing to rush, and we will come to help when we are free." Yang Cunzhi glanced at the old village head and said with a smile.
This old fox wants to send people to his sister's house? Everyone is not stupid, dreaming?
Father Yang cheered: "Village Chief, today is my son-in-law's birthday, let's not talk about anything else, just drink and eat!"
"Yes, yes, it's my fault, come and drink, drink!" The old village chief happened to borrow the donkey from the slope, and dared not mention this matter again.
Immediately, everyone was excited and pushed each other to exchange cups.
"Hey! Why is it so lively here? Wow! There are good wine and food!"
Everyone in the yard was eating happily, when the sharp and piercing soprano sounded abruptly.
Everyone looked out one after another, and saw a thin woman with dark yellow skin and heavy make-up. At this time, she was holding a handkerchief with one hand on her waist and fanning the wind vigorously.
The woman with heavy make-up looked at the people in the yard, and quickly walked towards one of the tables. There were two old bachelors whistling with bright eyes at the table. She glanced at the other men with disdain, walked towards one of the men and stretched out her hand. Pinch his ear and twist it vigorously: "Okay, the surname is Tan, the wife doesn't care, but you sit here and eat and drink with peace of mind as a bachelor, are you planning to live alone? Or are you looking for another vixen? "
"Wow! When you came back in New Year's Eve, didn't you say that your wife died?" Why did you come back alive and still dressed like this?
When the other people sitting far away heard it, there was an uproar!
"This woman is Tan Danian's daughter-in-law? Aww! Does this outfit look weird?"
"Back when Tan Danian returned to the village, someone asked about her daughter-in-law, and I heard him say that her daughter-in-law died. This...!"
"What's so weird? Isn't this attire almost the same as that of a bustard in a brothel? Let me tell you, Mrs. Qian, you've been hanging out in a brothel these days, right?" Adding fuel to the flames, looking at the silk skirt that Qian Shi is wearing, she is so envious and jealous!
Eyeballs are almost red!
After all, while everyone was watching the excitement, I quickly picked up a few pieces of meat and put them in my own bowl. If you can't finish eating, you can take it back and save it for the evening. Everyone in Shanghe Village has their own bowls and chopsticks for the banquet. It is the owner's own equipment.
After listening to Widow Lin's words, everyone looked at Qian's eyes with color, and looked at Tan Danian erroneously.
"No wonder! Back in New Year's Eve, Mrs. Qian was still alive, but he admitted that his wife was dead, so...he was waiting here!" Another villager suddenly realized that he had realized the truth.
"Shut up!" Qian glared at everyone angrily.
Tan Danian couldn't bear everyone's contemptuous gazes, and became angry from embarrassment: "Let it go! Bastard, do you want to let it go?"
He clamped Qian's wrist with one hand, and stared at her angrily.
Qian and Tan Danian have been husband and wife for six years, this is the first time seeing him really angry, a little frightened in his heart, and the hand twisting his ear can't help but let go.
Today's last update (fourth update)
(end of this chapter)
"An Jun, now our village belongs to your family. After the house is completed, you will live in it. Are you going to reclaim the wasteland you bought?" The old village chief asked with a smile, drinking.
Tan Anjun nodded when he heard the words: "The wasteland must be reclaimed. Let's make plans when the farming is slack. At this moment, build the house first and then consider other things."
In fact, he understood what the old village chief meant, and he probably wanted him to ask the men in the village to help open up wasteland.
"Well, that's the reason." After hearing what he said, the old village chief couldn't tell the rest, hey, let's talk about it later.
"Sister-in-law is right, there is nothing to rush, and we will come to help when we are free." Yang Cunzhi glanced at the old village head and said with a smile.
This old fox wants to send people to his sister's house? Everyone is not stupid, dreaming?
Father Yang cheered: "Village Chief, today is my son-in-law's birthday, let's not talk about anything else, just drink and eat!"
"Yes, yes, it's my fault, come and drink, drink!" The old village chief happened to borrow the donkey from the slope, and dared not mention this matter again.
Immediately, everyone was excited and pushed each other to exchange cups.
"Hey! Why is it so lively here? Wow! There are good wine and food!"
Everyone in the yard was eating happily, when the sharp and piercing soprano sounded abruptly.
Everyone looked out one after another, and saw a thin woman with dark yellow skin and heavy make-up. At this time, she was holding a handkerchief with one hand on her waist and fanning the wind vigorously.
The woman with heavy make-up looked at the people in the yard, and quickly walked towards one of the tables. There were two old bachelors whistling with bright eyes at the table. She glanced at the other men with disdain, walked towards one of the men and stretched out her hand. Pinch his ear and twist it vigorously: "Okay, the surname is Tan, the wife doesn't care, but you sit here and eat and drink with peace of mind as a bachelor, are you planning to live alone? Or are you looking for another vixen? "
"Wow! When you came back in New Year's Eve, didn't you say that your wife died?" Why did you come back alive and still dressed like this?
When the other people sitting far away heard it, there was an uproar!
"This woman is Tan Danian's daughter-in-law? Aww! Does this outfit look weird?"
"Back when Tan Danian returned to the village, someone asked about her daughter-in-law, and I heard him say that her daughter-in-law died. This...!"
"What's so weird? Isn't this attire almost the same as that of a bustard in a brothel? Let me tell you, Mrs. Qian, you've been hanging out in a brothel these days, right?" Adding fuel to the flames, looking at the silk skirt that Qian Shi is wearing, she is so envious and jealous!
Eyeballs are almost red!
After all, while everyone was watching the excitement, I quickly picked up a few pieces of meat and put them in my own bowl. If you can't finish eating, you can take it back and save it for the evening. Everyone in Shanghe Village has their own bowls and chopsticks for the banquet. It is the owner's own equipment.
After listening to Widow Lin's words, everyone looked at Qian's eyes with color, and looked at Tan Danian erroneously.
"No wonder! Back in New Year's Eve, Mrs. Qian was still alive, but he admitted that his wife was dead, so...he was waiting here!" Another villager suddenly realized that he had realized the truth.
"Shut up!" Qian glared at everyone angrily.
Tan Danian couldn't bear everyone's contemptuous gazes, and became angry from embarrassment: "Let it go! Bastard, do you want to let it go?"
He clamped Qian's wrist with one hand, and stared at her angrily.
Qian and Tan Danian have been husband and wife for six years, this is the first time seeing him really angry, a little frightened in his heart, and the hand twisting his ear can't help but let go.
Today's last update (fourth update)
(end of this chapter)
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