Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

While thinking, Huang Shulang waved his hand to drive the donkey away, but he didn't want the little donkey to ignore him at all and just followed him closely, as if he could find his master only by following him.

Huang Shulang was troubled, he walked quickly, but saw the little donkey also walked quickly, after walking for a while, Huang Shulang simply ran, but the little donkey behind him was not behind, and the hooves were still tight Follow his ass.

Not far behind, Da Mao, with a branch on his head, quietly followed his village owner, while secretly laughing to the point of internal injury, God, who raises what kind of donkey, the village owner must be very angry now hahaha, the owner is difficult, Unexpectedly, the little donkey he raised was so difficult. Seeing the helpless expression of the village owner, Da Mao secretly laughed.

Huang Shulang stared at the little donkey for a while, the little donkey kept tilting his head, and kept looking at him like that with his big eyes. Looking at him, he was about to collapse, so he decided to ignore the little donkey, Anyway, if it wants to follow, it can follow, and when it arrives at Fenghuangzhai, someone will naturally take care of it.

Putting down the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, Huang Shulang walked quickly to the cottage.

Here, Qian Duoduo rushed home with Xiaoyun in his arms, and when he was about to arrive home, Xiaoyun turned his head and saw that there was no figure of the little donkey behind him, and suddenly said weakly: "Fat girl, slow down, slow down, little donkey!" ... didn't keep up!"

"Don't talk,...!" Panting, Qian Duoduo said anxiously, "You're dead, so why don't you care about the little donkey?"

Said that holding her in his arms, he rushed back to the yard of his home.

A group of people in the courtyard surrounded Qian Caibao and Cuiniang, who were arguing about something. Seeing Qian Duoduo rushing in with Xiaoyun in his arms, the noisy courtyard fell silent for a moment. Qian Duoduo looked at the people in the courtyard, and then at Mr. The clothes she was pulling in her hand and Qian Duoduo's brows were frowned. She didn't say a word, and carried Xiaoyun across the crowd and ran into her room.

"This...!" Aunt Li, who was standing next to the crowd and was full of protection, turned around suspiciously and looked at the door of Qian Duoduo's room, and then looked at: "Cui Niang, just now the fat girl said that my family Xiaoyun, right?"

Cuiniang was a little uncertain, because Qian Duoduo ran too fast, and with old man Fan's pulling, she didn't see clearly how Qian Duoduo came back and how he entered the room.

"Her aunt, I didn't see clearly!" She looked outside the fence in the yard, but she didn't see Xiao Yun coming back.

Some women next to her who saw clearly said at this moment: "Wanli daughter-in-law, what's wrong with your Xiaoyun, I saw her face is very pale, no wonder she has to be carried back by Fatty, is it heat stroke?"

"Yes, I saw it too, Xiaoyun's face is so pale!"

Several women nodded and agreed: "Yeah, I also saw that Xiaoyun's face is not good!"

"Could it be that Fatty bullied Xiaoyun?" Someone in the crowd asked.

"Maybe, Fatty really has a bad temper...!"

Aunt Li frowned, and gave the two of them a look: "Don't talk nonsense, the fat girl is fine, how could she bully my Xiaoyun!" After saying this, she walked towards the door of Qian Duoduofei's room full of worries.

Those women were refuted by Aunt Li, and immediately curled their lips in boredom, and looked at Mrs. Fan who was taking the opportunity to pull the clothes from Cuiniang's hand: "Hey, fat girl is her milk, fat girl is back , you still dare to grab it!"

When Cuiniang heard the man's words, she hurried back to her senses, but she saw Mrs. Fan holding a pile of clothes and pushing her way out of the crowd.