Farming concubine you are so sweet

"Oh, this little bitch has sharp teeth! Do you think you look great? You have the ability to come out! "

Chu wanqiu was really angry today, so she immediately answered, "I didn't say it's great to look good, but your ugly mouth is poisonous and nothing!"

"You, you... Don't stop me. I'll go in and fight with this little bitch!"

"Oh, don't be impulsive. You can't get into the lunatic's yard. Whoever gets into it will go to his house next time..."

"Yes, bear it. I don't believe this little bitch doesn't go out all her life. It's not too late for us to clean her up when she comes out!"

Chu wanqiu understood the meaning of Jun Mochen's words. He said not to let her out of the yard was not afraid of her sneaking away, but to stay safe in the yard.

He was wrongly blamed

The gossipy woman who gathered around the gate cursed again. Seeing that Chu wanqiu ignored them, she left angrily in a short while.

Just after noon, Jun Mochen came back and bought rice, white flour and a large piece of meat. Chu late autumn was surprised by these things.

Most farmers eat brown rice and corn flour, and sell meat. They also buy a small strip of beating teeth for the festival. How can you buy so much at once like Jun Mochen? How much does it cost?

When Jun Mochen saw that Chu wanqiu's eyes had been staring at the things he had bought, Jianmei frowned: "I don't think it's good enough to buy again."

Chu wanqiu quickly shook his head: "no, no, these are good enough. Other people's families may not be able to buy so much meat for the new year."

Chu family's new year, she and her mother don't eat meat. They can't even smell the meat.

"Here you are. Wipe the body of the white bottle and the hands of the red bottle." Jun Mochen's tone became more and more indifferent: "take care of yourself. If you are ill, don't count on me!"

Chu wanqiu took the ointment in her hand. The whole person was a little confused. Her hand was stained with cold water yesterday. Today it is really itchy, but how does this man know?

And her injuries... She blushed with embarrassment at the thought of her being pressed by Jun Mo Chen last night.

Jun Mochen saw Chu's white face in late autumn slowly climb up the red clouds, like a good rouge. A pair of apricot eyes were watery, which made people couldn't help but swing.

His tan eyes sank and wrung his eyebrows: "don't be delusional. I don't have any ideas about you."

Chu wanqiu blushed even more. This time she was angry. She felt that the man was really inexplicable. She said she was like a fragrant steamed bun.

Jun Mochen glanced at Chu wanqiu lightly: "now there is no shortage of rice noodles in the kitchen. You can cook."

Chu wanqiu turned and went to the kitchen. The man's mind is really beyond ordinary people's comprehension. It seems that every sentence has some deep meaning. She doesn't know why she doesn't speak in vernacular and has to beat around the bush.

After dinner, she put a little oil and diced meat in the dough pimple soup she made. After it was done, the aroma overflowed, and she kept swallowing.

Like in the morning, she took a big bowl and gave it to Jun Mo Chen. Then she folded her body and prepared to go back to the kitchen for dinner.

Last night, she didn't touch the rice. In the morning, she only ate the eggs given by Jun Mochen. Now she is hungry with her chest on her back.

"Wait a minute!" Jun Mochen said in an ordered tone: "you take your bowl too, and you should eat together in the future."

Chu wanqiu didn't know why Jun Mochen was mad. She explained patiently: "women can't eat at the table, otherwise they will be gossip."

Jun Mochen snorted and smiled, "do you still have little gossip? I care? You must eat with me in the future. I'm afraid you'll poison your rice. "