Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6063 Misunderstanding
At this moment, Yang Yongqing was lying face down by the side of the cool bed, his mouth was like that wooden barrel, a steady stream of 'pig food' was poured out of his mouth, and a large amount of food quickly accumulated on the ground. beach.

After being baptized by stomach acid, these things further fermented to produce a scalp-numbing rancid smell, mixed with the smell of low-quality alcohol, and the mouse that came out for food in the corner was so smoked that it turned around and went into the mouse hole.

The people in the same room were all dumbfounded.

Tan clapped her legs and jumped three feet high, her brows turned into two chopsticks, and her face was covered with a black pot.

"My Lord Ditian is really afraid of something, young boy, you bastard, I will strangle you to death!"

Tan turned into a whirlwind old girl, and before Yang Huamei and Sanya could react, she rushed to the bed, her sharp nails gleaming coldly.

Her bare feet suddenly stepped on a puddle of warm and greasy stuff, Tan yelled inwardly, and fell backwards waving her hands.

"Milk!"

"mother!"

Sanya and Yang Huamei exclaimed almost at the same time, and Sanya, who was a little closer to Tan Shi, dropped the soup bowl in her hand and rushed to support Tan Shi.

"Grandma, how are you?" The third girl asked worriedly, looking up and down at Mrs. Tan.

The body didn't fall to the ground, but the feet were too scary...

Yang Huamei also rushed to Tan Shi's side at this time, and helped to straighten Tan Shi.

"Mom, why don't you wear shoes and run all over the place?" Yang Huamei looked helpless, a little bit blamed.

It's fine if you don't wear shoes, and if you are rash, it's not that the third girl has quick eyes and hands to help her in time, and she will probably break her waist this time.

If the back of the head is damaged, the trouble will be even greater.

"Ah, my feet, my feet, my feet are going to rot..."

When Tan came back to her senses, she put her arms on the shoulders of Sanyatou and Yang Huamei, her feet bounced around on the ground, yelling, the roof almost fell over.

Sanyatou and Yang Huamei were tossed and swayed from side to side, almost falling down.

The two coaxed patiently, and finally carried Mrs. Tan back to sit on the stool. The third girl went to scoop up water from the kitchen opposite to wash Mrs. Tan's feet, and Yang Huamei went to the yard by the door to get a broom and dustpan. Before this, the dust from the bottom of the stove was indispensable, otherwise the dust would not be able to be cleaned, and it would all stick to the broom and spread all over the room.

During the division of labor between the two of them, Mrs. Tan sat on the stool with her feet dangling with difficulty, regardless of whether Yang Yongqing was awake or drunk, she cursed Yang Yongqing from hair to toenails, from brain to bone marrow. all over the place.

Yang Yongqing didn't know how much he drank and how much he ate, so he lay there throwing up and resting for a while, resting for a while and then throwing up again.

The side of the cooling bed was dirty, even the cooling bed was stained.

Tan's eyes couldn't see, but her ears were good. Hearing this series of big movements and smelling the pungent sour smell, she trembled with anger.

As more and more filth was spit out, Yang Yongqing's alcoholism gradually faded away.

He tilted his head and squinted his eyes to look at Tan's side, and in his eyes, Tan became countless afterimages superimposed together.

He grinned stupidly, raised a finger and waved it in front of his eyes: "Hey, there are so many tits, one, two, three... ouch..."

Before I counted to five, my stomach was overwhelmed again.

Hearing the heart-piercing vomiting, Tan's face turned green.

For this reason, cursing Yang Yongqing could not quench her anger, she simply scolded towards the backyard at the top of her voice: "Fatty girl, it's all your fault, you black-hearted thing, wolf-hearted..."

(End of this chapter)