Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 138 Laugh to death! (4)
"You..." After seeing the face covered by long hair, Li's face changed drastically.

Dust free!

Night Mu people!

"Girl, there are quite a few trees behind your house. I can build a small thatched hut under the tree as a family, or I can live on the tree, as long as you take me in." After the show, he continued to beg Han Chulan to take him in.

Unable to enter the village openly, the first method he thought of was to dress up as a beggar and enter the village. Sure enough, he was avoided by people all the way into the village. In the house next door to Shi Ziye, the man in that house was honest at first glance, and gave him a few sweet potatoes, for which he was scolded by the mother-in-law of that house.

Ye Qianze's concern for Han Chulan had already made Wuchen realize that he wanted to stay, and as long as Han Chulan agreed, even the eldest son would not be able to drive him away.

This girl should be the wife that Shizi married here.

Before putting on makeup and entering the village, Wuchen also found out that Ye Qianze got married in two months and married the daughter of the Han family in the neighboring village.At that time, his heart ached to death. His Royal Highness, such a proud son of heaven, wanted to marry a peasant girl as his wife. It really insulted His Royal Highness's status. If the Royal Highness knew about it, he would definitely feel even more heartbroken.

Glancing at Ye Qianze with a sullen face, Han Chulan pointed at the door coldly, "The tree is behind the house, please go out from this door, turn right, go straight, the bottom of the tree, the top of the tree, it's up to you to choose."

Wu Chen secretly twitched his face, he didn't expect Han Chulan to really let him go under the tree, but he finally stayed.

"Thank you."

Wuchen thanked Han Chulan stiffly, picked up his bowl, stood up and went out, went under the tree, sat down against the tree, took out a big pancake from his tattered clothes, and started to bite .

This is the person who has been hungry for three days and three nights!
Only then did Wuchen be sent outside the house, and another person entered the house, this time it was not a beggar, but a little boy with a monk who was not like a monk and a nun who was not like a nun swayed in.

As soon as the little white face came in, he clasped his hands together and said to Han Chulan: "Shi Zi, excuse me, benefactor, hello, benefactor, I am begging."

Ye Qianze shot a sharp knife eye, and the little white face trembled slightly, but he put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, benefactor, I am asking for alms."

Han Chulan glanced at Ye Qianze, and asked the little boy with a half-smile, "Are you a monk or a nun?"

"The poor monk is a monk." The little boy folded his palms together again, and recited Amitabha again.

Han Chulan pointed to the nun's hat on Xiao Bailian's head, "Do monks also wear hats now?"

The little white face was calm, and he replied calmly: "The poor monk takes his hair to practice."

Han Chulan smiled: Nima, that's fine too!

"Benefactor, poor monk begging for alms."

"Would you like rice, oil, salt or meat?" Han Chulan asked amusedly.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk and does not want meat. Donor, the poor monk passed by here for alms. It was getting late and he couldn't go back. He wanted to spend the night. Oh, the poor monk is very casual. The sky is the quilt and the ground is the mat. The poor monk looked at the many trees behind the benefactor's house, and hoped that the benefactor would allow the poor monk to rest under the tree for one night, the Buddha will definitely bless the benefactor's kindness."

Han Chulan cast another glance at Ye Qianze, who had a gloomy face, and smiled: "Master, please, please go out and turn right, go straight ahead, and you will be under the tree, the bottom of the tree, the top of the tree, the master chooses. "

"Thank you."

A certain master clasped his hands again, said Amitabha to Han Chulan, turned around and left the house, turned right, walked straight ahead, came to a tree in the backyard, took a look at Wuchen, crossed his knees He sat down, then opened the cloth bag he carried with him, took out a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper, and ate it happily.

This is a monk who does not want meat!

Wu Chen at the side scolded: "Stinky boy!"

The little white face chuckled: "Boss, your method is too inferior, the pancakes are not delicious." After the sound fell, Wu Chen rushed over, tore two roasted chicken legs from his hand, and then jumped onto the top of the tree, Sitting on the treetops, gnawing on the roasted chicken legs.

With a bitter face, Xiaobailian muttered: "Boss, I won't take you like this."

"Who told you that your method is better than mine."

Wuchen snorted coldly.

Then he asked, "Where are the others?"

"Line in line, come one by one."

The little boy bit off the fat chicken butt, which is his favorite!
forecourt.

Float into a man and a woman.

They were all dressed in red, and the woman was still wearing a red wedding dress, with a phoenix crown on her head, but the woman was a bit too tall, half a head taller than the man.

This time, the two of them did not enter the house, and were blocked by Han Chulan at the door.

Worried about her injuries, Ye Qianze moved a bamboo stool for his wife and let Han Chulan sit on it.

He wanted to see how Wuchen and those people appeared in front of him openly.

When he saw a man and a woman floating in, he froze, with a strange expression on his face.

Mrs. Li glanced at the man and woman, and burst out laughing. Grandpa Han and the old couple didn’t know what Li was laughing at. In their eyes, the man and woman looked like newlyweds. A couple who escaped marriage.

Han Chulan was startled for a moment, then smiled, and before the other party could speak, she asked, "A beggar or a lodging?"

"Girl, today is a good day for me and Jiannei. On the way to welcome the bride, I met a robber. The robber wanted to rob Jiannei and go up to the mountain to become the wife of the village. I had to run away with Jiannei. Passing by here, it was getting late, and we were lost again." I hope I can stay overnight." The man in the red dress said politely, but his gaze was on Ye Qianze, who was staring at the "female" in the wedding gown, his face became more and more strange, Want to be angry, but also like to laugh.

Han Chulan stood up, couldn't help turning around the "bridal wife", and said, "Nearly half taller than me, girl, you are really tall! You are already a bride, why are you as hard as a log?" , women, you have to be gentle, so that you can win the favor of your husband."

The "bridal bride" pulled out a veil with infinite style, shook the handkerchief with infinite style, and gave Han Chulan a "gentle" body with infinite style, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your advice, miss."

A big man disguised as a woman, that appearance is already ridiculous enough, and he has to imitate a woman's handkerchief, imitate a woman's style, but his voice is low and funny, Han Chulan can't help it anymore, hee hee She laughed so hard that her shoulders trembled, and her wound was pulled again, causing her to grit her teeth in pain.

"Blue."

Ye Qianze looked at her distressedly, and gave the two hidden guards posing as newlyweds a hard look.

(End of this chapter)