The pastoral wife of the evil leader

Chapter 18 The Harmful Village Chief

"Yeah." The people below were fascinated and couldn't move their eyes. In their eyes, there seemed to be a wolf light?If Huahua's former poisoning teacher was here, she would definitely say, this kid is taking drugs!
Lazily propping his head, the man on the tree looked at the foolishness of the man below, and smiled softly.

After the flowers came back to their senses as if in a dream, they raised their sleeves to wipe off the halazi at the corner of their mouths very naturally, looked at the human being on the tree suspiciously, and said, "Zuiyue, why are you here?"

She hasn't called him yet.

"Your cries, even the ghosts a hundred miles away, heard it, of course I heard it too, you came to my grave so soon?"

"Eh..." Huahua was speechless, let this ghost see her ugly face so quickly, embarrassing!

"After a while, I'll go to the town to buy some paper for you to burn." Hua Hua took a closer look at the clothes on Hua Zuiyue's body. Although she didn't know what material it was made of, she knew it was better than the linen cloth she was wearing. More than a hundred times.

"I think you are dressed so well, you should have a good life, right? You don't need my little paper money, hehe." Huahua rubbed her head and smiled, sadly reminding labor, capital and people are all in debt now, how can you Does time care about your shit?

"A certain ghost" just smiled and said nothing.

He took off a leaf, held it in his hand, and looked at it boredly. For a long time, he looked at the flower with some resentment and desolation. So until now I have no money to reincarnate, and my body was brought into the coffin when I died."

"You still have to pay for reincarnation?" Hua Hua was burnt out by the message conveyed by this ghost!In this world, if you don't have money, you can't do it in the world. Even if you die, you can't be a poor ghost!

The corners of the eyes of the man on the tree hooked up indistinctly.

"That's right, this underworld is just like your mortal world. You have to pay money after passing the three journeys, drinking Mengpo soup, and entering reincarnation. If you don't have money, you can only be ghosts."

"However, I see that your outfit was not bad at home before. Why didn't anyone burn paper for you?"

With this person's attire, one looks like he is rich as hell!

"Hey." The man on the tree suddenly fell silent, his eyes finally became lonely, he raised his head and looked at the silver wheel on the sky.

How much content is included in this "hey", just like Huahua's "secret" to the second aunt, as rich as possible.

She came to Zuiyue today just to ask for one thing.

Even Zuiyue herself was puzzled when she saw her leaving with that thing. After a long time, when he thought it over clearly, his eyes and eyebrows were full of curiosity and interest, interesting, and he got these two words in his heart.

"When grass grows on my grave, I hope that you will be the first one to offer me incense and paper. If I really become a ghost, I just want to haunt you for life and life, so I will never keep that Money to buy that bowl of Mengpo soup."

Lying lazily on the tree, watching the loess road gradually disappear the figure of the man, in the long and narrow eyes, the cold ice disintegrated instantly, turning into a touch of tenderness and loneliness.

The cool night wind lifts up thousands of strands of hair, scattered into silky thoughts, obsessively entangled, becoming demons and obsessions.

"Hehe." The red lips outlined a gentle arc, a little cloying and pampering.

It was the face that looked a little crazy, but Qingcheng's face was suddenly tainted with ice and murderous aura.

He took out half of the silver mask from his arms, slowly covered it on his face, turned his head, and looked at the depths of the woods not far away, "Little mice, I have interrupted my good business, I am angry." .

The gorgeous red lips evoked a cold arc.

"Ying, I remember that one will not fall, and the disabled ones will be sent to me. My hand has been frozen for a long time."

"Subordinates obey."

Hua Hua went out to "steal ghosts" in the middle of the night last night, and only sneaked back when the sky was about to dawn with a panda eye.

Early in the morning, he was dragged up again by Da Ya like a pig, and then, the whole person was directly carried to the field by Da Ya that woman.

"I knew I was lazy in one day, and I deserved to be sold."

Da Ya looked contemptuously at the dying man crooked under the mulberry tree next to the field ridge, picked up the hoe, and continued digging the ground with the two elders in the family.

"Second Sister, do you want to go back to sleep? The dew is heavy in the morning, and it's easy to catch cold." Juanzi looked at the flowers with some concern.

"No, no, it's okay, you guys start talking, I'll be dizzy for a while, and I'll be fresh after a while." Hua Hua barely opened her eyes and said in a daze.

"Hey! Gouzi, have you come to work in the fields this early in the morning?"

In the dimness, Hua opened her eyelids and squinted at the person who disturbed her sleep.

On the other side of the field, two people walked towards him. One was a middle-aged man with a beard. The clothes on his body could be without a patch, which was navy blue. Behind him was a 175cm man who looked like a monkey. , looking about 20 years old.

From the very beginning, the monkey never took his eyes off Huahua. He looked back at Huahua, thinking that she was flirting, and returned an extremely obscene smile, which made Huahua get goosebumps all over his body with disgust. .

The two Gouzi, who were turning over the ground next door, saw people coming, put down their work in a hurry, and went up to greet them.

"Mr. Zhang, why did you come down to the ground with such a noble body today?"

"Hehe, I'm an old bone. It's time for me to move around. I drink and eat with those old men all day long. I'm getting tired of eating all those delicacies from mountains and seas. I also want to come and breathe the air of this countryside."

The middle-aged man straightened his long gown, looked at the two and laughed.

Delicacies?In this poor and backward ancient times, your little village chief is tired of eating delicacies from mountains and seas?Bragging, my wife is really tired of eating.

Huahua took a look at that person and immediately disliked him. He is just a person who likes to show off everywhere. Nima is a village head. Do you think you are the emperor?Tired of eating?

Curling her lips, she walked up to Juanzi and asked quietly, "Juanzi, do you know what our village chief does on weekdays?"

Thinking about what he said, it also means that he really associates with some respectable people on weekdays. Otherwise, how could he afford to wear cotton clothes all by farming alone? Also, why is he so fat? Such a monkey son was born?Is this baby kind of a mother?What a pity.

Juanzi was only ten years old, how could he know so much about adults, he just shook his head and asked three questions.

On the other side, Huahua listened to her second uncle and said complimentingly: "The village chief has your eldest son doing business outside, and he counts the gold and silver every day. Why does he need to go to the fields to do such drudgery?"

(End of this chapter)