The full-level boss takes the whole family to farm after crossing

Chapter 315 He Is Not Worthy of My Makeup

Behind the bead curtain, the two sisters turned their heads to look at the other side, with their backs facing the two on a blind date, their shoulders shaking.

Immediately I couldn't hold back my laughter.

The people over there obviously don't understand the suffering of the two of them, and they are still talking harmoniously.

"Our family is single-passed for three generations. If the incense can continue next year, my mother will be very happy."

"Conceived in October, counting from now, you can have two children by the end of next year. Be bold. You marry two, one 25 and the other 30. Then your mother will have four grandchildren next year. Be bolder and say Maybe they're all twins."

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Lu Jingzhi: I will really die of laughter.

Jiang Wunian: My stomach hurts from laughing.

The wind is surging.

But Yang Yuecheng and Wang Chuan both had smiles on their faces, and their tempers were softer than the other.

Hearing the knock on the door, the two got up, and Yang Yuecheng greeted the two sisters, "It's time for us to go home."

"Oh, why are you crying?"

Lu Jingzhi's eyes were red, and there were still some tears in his eyes. When he heard the question, he bulged his cheeks.

It was the tears that were suppressed from laughter.
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An's was uneasy all the way, and she didn't dare to ask more questions. When she got home, she asked in a low voice. Yang Yuecheng stomped her feet shyly and ran back to the room.

An Shi patted her thigh and said to her man, "This, is this interesting?"

I was a little pleasantly surprised by my daughter's sudden enlightenment, but also a little bit dazed.

If it really works, I'm going to get married...

Yang Yuecheng sat down quickly with a blushing face. She didn't have a desk in the room, but it was very convenient to see that the Jiang family had a desk, so she asked a carpenter to make one.

In the words of the sisters, this is her desk.

Pull out the paper.

You don't have to work hard to grind the ink, just take out the pencil and draw on the paper.

As Xiao Ya said, inspiration is fleeting.

A good memory is not as good as a bad writing.

Wang Chuan.

It's very suitable for wandering in her Gou Xue Wen.

As night fell, candles flickered.

What is the reason for the young woman's writing and writing?

In the town, the Wang family.

"How about the girl? What's her appearance, what's her character?"

"Very lively...gentle."

"Lively and yet gentle, is it lively or gentle?"

"Mom, the medicine is ready."

"Tell me the truth, does she dislike our old lady who takes medicine all the year round and needs someone to take care of her? Well-matched women look down on us, or else my son's looks won't worry about getting married."

"That's not necessarily the case. Today, the two little girls brought by Ms. Yang secretly said that I look plain."

"You're still eavesdropping on what the little girl is talking about."

Wang Chuan had a delicate expression.

Not counting eavesdropping.

Count peeps.

The handwriting of the two little girls is beautiful.

One is delicate and the other is sassy.

I'm afraid I muttered too much, and I didn't notice when I dropped a piece of paper.

"The matchmaker said that if the man is interested, he can ask the girl out for a walk in three days. Would you like to go?"

"go."

"If the girl's family refuses, let's go to the next one."

"Why can't you start a business first and then start a family?"

The shriveled and thin woman on the bed shook her head, "I don't live long, and I want to see you get married."

Just a few words of effort, people are physically weak.

"Mom, rest first, I'm going to review my homework."

three days later.

Yang Yuecheng refused to put on makeup, "The weather is getting hot, and I don't dare to wipe my eyes after sweating, for fear that it will be dark."

Lu Jingzhi took it seriously, "Do you think he is unworthy?"

Yes.

Give up, no need.

"Then you still agree to go for a walk." As soon as Lu Jingzhi finished speaking, Yang Yuecheng and Jiang Wunian took out the small book and waved it.

Live material, not to be missed.

(End of this chapter)