peasant girl fragrance

Chapter 53

After hearing this, Leng Dingshan's complexion darkened a little, his eyes seemed to be replaced by black mist, he stood up abruptly, and strode out, "Since I'm back, I can't let the villagers bully you."

You Xiang looked at the open door, the man had long since disappeared.You are in a hurry, where are you going?Does this mean you are leaving or are you wandering around the village?
Three days later, Leng Dingshan still did not appear, as if he had never been back.You Xiang sits under the jujube tree and meditates, how is the Wuziao planted?Uncle Loyalty and Uncle Ping, it's really reassuring, last time we built an earthen hut over there, and usually sent Mrs. Ming to deliver food and rice, so I didn't care about it for a few days, and I don't know what happened?It's just that it's inconvenient to walk around now that I have a big belly, let's talk about it after giving birth!

Mrs. Ming hurriedly came from a distance, saw You Xiang, took a few steps, came to her side, and said in a low voice: "Old man Zhou died this morning, he died in his own field, the wet field on the ridge in early spring , He accidentally fell while walking, just hit a rock, and died on the spot, this is evil!" "The Zhou family is currently having a funeral, and the Ma family has made a lot of noise a few days ago, and they haven't taken that step yet." , Needless to say now, after the funeral, we can separate the family..."

You Xiang was taken aback for a moment, feeling that this matter was quite weird, although the old man Gao was old, he had a strong body, it was impossible for him to fall and die, what a surprise?But she didn't think deeply, she didn't have a good impression of the Zhou family, so she just died!What to do with her.

The Zhou family's farce was over, the villagers in the neighborhood also calmed down, Youxiang's heart was relieved, and life returned to peace, and in a blink of an eye, it was May, and Youxiang was about to give birth.

The rapeseed behind the house was harvested by a farmer from Wuziao, and according to the memory of the previous life and the advice of the village chief, he extracted dozens of catties of oil. Worry is the issue of fertility.

(End of this chapter)