Chapter 112

Qingsang felt that she was being rude, but she scolded her very well.

In other words, they are all savages in the village, why is she pretending to be civilized?

"Cousin Qingsang, what are you talking about? We are relatives after all! You see, my mother has treated your family well these days, and she does all the work. You should be grateful."

"Ning Qingsong, are you out of your mind? It's your mother who begged me to save your sister, so why am I the one who accepts your family's grace?"

Qingsang's face became even colder, and she even rolled up her sleeves, "Okay, I don't have time to ink with you two, and I won't dig out the meat I eat, but put down the meat on hand!"

"Isn't it just that you ate some meat and took some meat? Cousin, don't be so extreme in your work, otherwise you may end up with nothing good in the future... Ah!"

In the middle of Ning Qingsong's speech, he saw Qingsang attacking him with a big kitchen knife. He was so frightened that he threw away the meat and ran away.

"Fuck, you fierce woman, I haven't seen you so fierce before, why have you become so cruel now, a woman like you is not afraid that she won't be able to get married!"

"Go away, I have men and women, so why don't you slap yourself!"

"call out!"

As Qingsang said, he threw the big kitchen knife towards Ning Qingsong, and with a bang, it hit him firmly in front of him, only three centimeters away from the sole of his foot!
Another damn three centimeters!

Ning Qingsong turned blue with fright, pointed at Qingsang and tremblingly said: "Crazy woman, you crazy woman! It's unreasonable!"

"I'd love to, get out!"

After driving away Ning Qingsong and Ning Qingyun, Qingsang started making sausages.

This thing can be stored for a long time, even if it is hot, it can be stored for a period of time.

Qingsang was really worried that smallpox would cause water and food shortages, so he had to make preparations first.

Qingsang worked from afternoon to evening, seeing that it was almost time for dinner, she went to the stove to make dinner.

There is no way, Xiao Lin was the cook, but who let his hands be hurt by the venom of the poisonous fruit?

Anyway, you have to pay attention.

During dinner, Xiao Lin came back, full of dust, probably due to the strong wind on the construction site, which was covered with dust, and his whole body looked gray.

Qingsang had already boiled hot water and carried it in, but when she saw the rash on Xiao Lin's hands, she couldn't bear it, so she wrung out the towel herself and wiped it for him.

Xiao Lin was a little overwhelmed by the sudden tenderness, his eyes were gentle, but they throbbed violently like burning candles. He slowly closed his eyes, feeling the little messy hand gently rubbing against his face.

That feeling, as cold as jade, cool and refreshing, makes people feel refreshed.

Xiao Lin obviously didn't do anything, but felt a little drunk.

He slowly closed his eyes, leaned comfortably on the chair, and enjoyed the beauty to the fullest.

Gradually, he fell asleep.

Qingsang didn't realize that her actions caught the mind wandering beside her, and when she turned to wash the towels, she found that he was asleep.

"It's probably because he's tired. He's done the most these days."

Thinking of all the recent incidents, Qingsang shook her head, muttered to herself, and went out with the dirty water.

Ning Zhou's and Ning Liu's returned with a full load, a ox cart of supplies.

But they found Qingsang immediately.

"Girl Qingsang, I just ran into the butler of Yuan Yang's family on the street, and asked if our daughter has been selected!"

(End of this chapter)

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