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

Feng Tianjiao said as she set the table and chopsticks on her own, and sat down.

Huang Shulang stepped forward and sat down as well. Seeing this, Feng Tianjiao squinted her eyes and smiled, and reached out to scoop him a bowl of pork rib soup: "Come on, son, this is boiled for you by your mother, hurry up while it's hot." drink!"

Huang Shulang took a sip of soup with anxiety in his arms, raised his head for a while, and said, "Mother, is there something wrong with you?"

"Silly son, what can mother do? Mother just wants to have a meal with you. Besides, since mother started introducing girls to you about marriage half a year ago, she has never had a meal with you again. The second mother cooks at home, and waits for you to come home to eat, but you are always missing. Sometimes I finally see you come back, and when the mother cooks the meal, you don’t know where you went? The mother has something in her heart. Miss you so much, do you know?"

Feng Tianjiao said, some tears flowed from her small eyes, she wiped them away: "Okay, don't talk about this, my son finally came back today, let's eat quickly!"

"Mother, I'm sorry, the child is unfilial and made you worry!" Huang Shulang remembered that it had been half a year since he had dinner with his mother, and now he only cared about avoiding his mother, but neglected her beloved son In my heart, I am really unfilial.

Thinking of this, he guiltily picked up a piece of pork belly and put it in Feng Tianjiao's bowl: "Mom, eat it quickly, or it will be cold!"

Feng Tianjiao smiled: "Hey, motherfucker!"

As he said that, he picked up the pork belly in the bowl and ate it happily.

After the couple had a peaceful meal, Feng Tianjiao picked up the bowls and chopsticks and went out.

When he left, he looked at Huang Shulang who was sitting at the table and his head was a little drowsy: "Son, are you tired, go to bed and rest when you are tired!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Huang Shulang suddenly fell on the dining table, Feng Tianjiao opened the door, and greeted Dasha and Damao outside the door.

"Both of you, help the village master onto the bed!"

Dasha and Da Mao nodded, and they helped Huang Shulang onto the bed, while Da Mao covered the quilt and muttered: "The village owner, don't blame us, we are forced to, who made you the village owner?" What? If you are gone, what will the people in our village do?"

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and walked out of the room, closing the door behind their backs and heading towards the lobby.

In the lobby, Feng Tianjiao had already been waiting here, Dasha and Damao bowed to Feng Tianjiao: "Lady, the village master is already asleep!"

Feng Tianjiao nodded: "These three days of drunkenness are enough for him to sleep for three days and three nights, let's meet that beautiful village girl you mentioned tonight!"

Speaking of which, Feng Tianjiao put on her cape of the King of the Mountain, and led the two of them down the mountain.

The three of them walked in the dark for a long time, and finally arrived at Qianjia Village. Suddenly, the old lady turned around and asked Da Mao, "By the way, where did they make an appointment to meet?"

Da Mao was walking around at night, feeling a little nervous in his heart, and he patted his head drowsily: "Madam, I didn't hear clearly at the time...!"

Before Da Mao finished speaking, he was kicked on the leg. He snorted, and now his head was completely awake, only to hear Feng Tianjiao pointing at his nose and becoming furious: "You actually told me such an important thing?" Didn't hear you clearly?"

Feng Tianjiao was so angry that he told himself that he didn't hear clearly when he got here.

Da Mao endured the pain in his feet and tried his best to recall. After a while, he slapped his thigh: "Hey... it hurts...!" God damn it, he actually captured the place where the old lady kicked just now.

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