Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 1095 Smashing You To Death

This season, the water in the ditch is very small, covered with green algae and smelly silt.

Silt must be smelly, otherwise why would it be called mud.

"Ouch!" Shi Anping fell hard, his face was painful, "Damn girl, give me a hand, I can't get up."

It was really hard to fall, probably to the waist, an old bone, the posture of the fall was too unlucky, just one hit, and the waist was broken.

This is his own shamelessness, who is to blame?

Fang Shiyi folded his arms and smiled mockingly, "It's just right if you don't get up. If you die here, no one will doubt you. Besides, I'm just a nine-year-old girl. I can't hold you back. It's so hot outside. , I have to go back, and after a while, I have to be signed!"

"You! Don't leave!" Shi Anping was in a hurry. It was at least four or five miles away from the village. How could he go back without help?

"Oh, that's right!" Fang Shixi took two steps and then came back.

Seeing her come back, Shi Anping thought she had changed her mind, so she was happy, "Eleven, hurry up... get me up, I can't move my waist, I have to go back to the doctor, don't worry, as long as you help me back up, or Go back to the village and find someone to carry me, I will definitely not pursue what happened today."

Fang Shiyi's eyes narrowed slowly, "Let me help you? Go ahead and dream! I just thought, you said so many disgusting things before, I have to give you something, otherwise how can I vent my anger!"

Fang Shiyi picked up a lump of soil on the ground and threw it at Shi Anping.

Big and small, they all hit her.

Do you think it doesn't hurt to hit a lump of dirt on your body?
Bullshit, definitely enough pain, enough ecstasy.

Shi Anping yelled as he was hit, and could only cover his face with his hands, trying to protect a place.

She didn't stop until all the dirt bumps around her were smashed.

Clapping the ashes on his hands, he snorted coldly, flicked his braids, and left home.

Shi Anping is now like a clay figurine, his face has been hit several times, his face is swollen several times, and tears are about to come out from the pain.

Fang Shishi trotted home, and when he reached the village, he simply took off the straw hat on his head.

Seeing Mrs. Wu again, she was still rubbing hemp, and seeing Fang Shiyi bouncing back, she thought she was playing somewhere.

"Eleventh! Our family is going to dig leek roots this evening. If you want, come and help me with the work for a while, and I'll share some with you." Mrs. Wu stopped what she was doing and shouted at her.

"Okay!" As for vegetables, Eleven now welcomes everyone.

Anyway, their house now has a lot of open space, as long as it is repaired, they can plant whatever they want.

The land is the cornucopia of farmers. As long as you are willing to work hard, it can give you whatever you want.

Eleven will not tell anyone that Shi Anping is lying half dead in the field, whether he is dead or alive, anyway, it has nothing to do with her now.

Dui sat at the doorway of the eaves, peeling a wooden wedge.

There is no plane, no saw, only a machete, and it is difficult to make so many small furniture for him.

Fang Shixi ran back quickly, picked up a scoop of cold water in the small hall, drank half of it, splashed the other half on his face, rubbed it a few times, and immediately felt much cooler.

"Dumb, I'm going to go to the mountains to collect herbs tomorrow morning. Don't go anywhere when you're at home. If you have nothing to do, give me all the wasteland in the west. I'll use it later!"

"You want to go up the mountain to collect herbs? I'll go with you!" Dumb didn't ask her why she collected herbs or what she did for them, these were not important.

(End of this chapter)