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MTL - The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort-Chapter 23 】reward
This is awkward.
I vowed to say that I did not steal anything, but also threatened to drive the people who filthy themselves out of the village. As a result, the people were stunned and told the villagers to stunned.
"Hey, Liu Cuihua, is this something going on?" Luo Auntie asked dissatisfiedly. "Is this what you said, didn't steal? The big guys can see it clearly! This is the white of Jingyun and Wangshu!" ”
Everyone nodded, such a nice and clean dog, ten miles and eight townships could not find a second one.
Qiao Wei didn't talk, and now she doesn't need to talk about it. Liu Xiezi can't live, can deceive the public's feelings, everyone's spit, enough to drown her.
She explored her hand and solved the rope on Xiaobai.
Xiaobai is just a cub, clever and clever, can be confused, the tortoise is faster than it.
Needless to say, she also guessed that it must be eaten and eaten with ecstasy, so that Liu Zizi has a chance.
Liu Xiezi reached out and stopped Qiao Wei: "What are you doing? You must be your dog when you see the same length? This is my own! Your dog wears clothes, my dog has no clothes! You see it. ?"
Qiao Wei was smirked by Liu Xiezi: "Where is the scorpion caught? When did you catch it?"
"I... I caught it this morning! Just in my backyard! Lao Liu, are you saying?" Liu Zizi married a husband.
Lao Liu was completely arrogant, but he was afraid. Liu Xiezi said that he generally did not dare to refute, and he was ambiguous.
Liu Xiezi proudly raised his head: "Have it! It's mine!"
Qiao Wei faintly held the lips: "Are you sure you caught this morning?"
"Of course!" Liu Zizi put the waist straight.
Qiao Wei smiled: "That's good."
Liu Xiezi saw her actually laughed and asked, "What are you doing?"
Qiao Wei pulled out the dagger, and cut the rope on Xiaobai's body in the scream of Liu Xiezi. Xiaobai got the freedom, and screamed at Liu Xiezi, trying to tear the vicious guy out!
Qiao Wei said: "White, come back!"
Xiaobai paused and slammed back into Qiao Wei’s arms.
"Remember what she throws your clothes? Go and get the clothes back." Qiao Wei is not to prove anything, she is distressed with cloth money, and she does not want to waste fabric to make it a set.
Xiaobai slid out of the wall of the backyard and smashed his pink cotton.
People are stunned and won, and now, Liu Xiezi has nothing to say.
What is even more terrible is that she is stupid, and she has made the whole village a fool.
The face of the village chief became very ugly. Liu Cuihua usually loves to make trouble. Seeing that her grandmother and his grandmother are cousins, he has only closed his eyes, but this time, she is a bit too much. Now!
In the face of the village next door, the face of his village chief was thrown into the grave of the ancestors!
"Come to Xiao Qiao!" He swears.
Liu Xiezi’s mouth is screaming, and he is about to cry: “Three brothers... How are you also facing an outsider? I am your sister.”
The village chief said with a sigh of relief: "Now I know that you are my sister? Why don't you think that you are my sister when you steal something? This thing is going out, let me go where the brother's face is? I said that I am a village. Long, even my own sisters are not well managed, how to manage such a big village? Still not admit the mistake? Well, I understand, you don’t plant the land in Dongcun, I am not a good teacher. You! I am guilty of you! Xiao Qiao."
He turned to look at Qiao Wei. "That piece of land, you take it."
"Hey?" Liu Xiezi violently thundered, "The third brother said that you want to give it to me! You can't talk, don't count, three brothers!"
The village chief looked at Lao Liu impatiently: "Take your wife!"
Lao Liu smacked his own niece and walked away until he left. Everyone could still hear the scream of Liu Xiezi killing pigs.
The niece is gone, and the iron cow is naturally gone.
He didn't understand that he wanted a dog. How did he make this happen?
Cui Yun Niang greeted everyone to sit down: "Sit down and sit down, huh? There are still a few dishes not on!"
Qiao Wei looked at the ugly village head, and said politely: "Chairman, thank you for presiding over me, I don't think I am a foreigner. But that land, you still take it back, I have two on the mountain. Mu of land."
The village chief just turned out to be anxious. When he was impulsive, he said that he would give Qiao Wei the land. Afterwards, he actually regretted it. Of course, Qiao Wei is not afraid of picking up. He has a way to return the land. At the moment, Qiao Wei offered to retreat to him, but he was embarrassed.
It’s a fascinating thing, it’s not greedy, it’s hard to understand.
"The place on your mountain is not good, the sunshine is not enough, and you can't grow good crops." The village chief thought about it. "The land in Dongcun is actually not very good. If you grow it, you can plant it. It doesn't matter if it is broken. Receive your rent."
This time I really want to give the land to Qiao Wei.
The original intention of Qiao Wei to participate in the meeting was to help Luo Auntie's busyness. I didn't expect to accidentally harvest a piece of land. Even if it was a wasteland, it was not stronger than the land.
Of course, this is the credit of Liu Xiezi.
Liu Xiezi steals chicken and does not eclipse the rice. He is afraid to vomit blood three liters.
After Qiao Wei thanked the village head, he found the old man in the temporary account, and thanked him. She could see that the old man had hated her, but it was a radical approach to Liu Xiezi.
The old show did not help her to listen to her a thank you, he looked at the door, determined no one, excitedly looked at Qiao Wei said: "You ... your father shouting?"
"My father?" Qiao Wei looked at the old show strangely, how did he suddenly ask this? Hesitated for a moment, as the truth said: "I don't have a father."
"What about your mother?" The old man asked.
Qiao Weiton paused: "I don't have a mother, I am an orphan."
When the old man and his wife died, the young lady was only five years old. It is not wrong to say that she is an orphan. The old show was even more excited: "Where did you marry when you were a teenager?"
Isn’t the old show going to tell her about the media? They all checked her account.
Qiao Wei shook his head and said: "I don't know, I was abandoned when I was born. I grew up in a lonely garden."
No, Miss is obviously in the parents of Joe.
Didn't he admit the wrong person, Xiao Qiao just happened to look like a lady, and happened to be about the same age as the lady, but also happened to be named Joe?
No, impossible, one or two coincidences, so many stacks together, he does not believe!
Since the lady is not willing to admit her identity, I don’t want to force her for the time being.
After a day's meeting, everyone was tired. Luo Auntie remembered that Qiao Wei wanted to ask about the private affairs and called Cuiyun's brother over: "You Joe sister asked you a few things, how many children you recruited in your private school, How much is a year?"
Cui Yun’s younger brother said with a veteran: “If you are over seven years old, you will be repaired on January 2nd and 2nd.”
"One month two or two?" Luo Auntie was shocked. Her husband was working in the county, and there was no money for one month. It is no wonder that the four men of Zhao’s family farmed, and they were still poor, and they all read this book.
Qiao Wei also thinks that two or two are very expensive. Her two children have four or two in a month, and nearly fifty-two in a year. It is an astronomical figure for her still in its infancy.
“I heard that there is a private school in the town,” she said.
Cui Yun’s younger brother is more than a finger: “The house is more expensive, it’s three or two!”
"Three two..." Qiao Wei was silent.
"Do you want to study for the doll? Look for me! I don't want money!"
The old man’s head appeared outside the window, and he scared Qiao Wei almost from the shackles!
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