MTL - Transmigrating Into A Cannon Fodder-Chapter 42 : disposal

Lin Qing’s words read a hint of hatred from Dong Hao’s eyes.

I am angry.

The attitude of a woman is too mad!

The burdock rolled down the mountain, and it was so arrogant.

The **** Ye Shaoqing can tolerate this kind of person living in the house.

Obviously a rogue!

She subconsciously called: "Aroma, Alan."

No one responded to her.

Dong Xiao smiled with a look of pleats: "Mrs. You have made a few vegetable gardens out. The people in the house are rare. Your two hoes are clumsy for making a morning meal, let alone packing up the land. The old slaves still want to restore the backyard to the original state."

In this way, she is still doing her job of buying food.

Dagongzi rarely eats in the house, but there are many silvers. She can make a lot of oil every month.

At the moment, this yellow-haired **** is inserted into a bar. What good is it to fish in the future?

In addition, if the backyard is restored to its original state, it will be troublesome to fill the pool with the guard at the door.

Such behavior, and ultimately, they complained.

If it is lost, Dagongzi will definitely deepen her prejudice. Will it not fall into the gentle town of her granddaughter?

I hope God bless, her granddaughter came over earlier.

So as not to miss the opportunity.

Lin Qing's words: "..."

This old mother skin!

Ming knows that people are less active, and still look back and forth in front of her eyes to find a sense of existence.

Don't give a lesson today, how can she stand up?

Her words are sharp: "Since Dong Hao is so disgusted with my two gimmicks, why don't you take care of yourself? You don't forget, you are also a sinner, even if you have been fed a husband, you still can't change your identity."

Dong Hao has no fear: "Da Gongzi speaks in the morning, and does not need the old slaves to arrange the house in the future."

Lin Qing’s words are a step, she doesn’t care, it doesn’t mean she is going to be led by her nose. This old skinny touches her bottom line today!

"But he is not there, everyone has to listen to my orders. I have always rewarded and rewarded. If you can't work, what are you doing in the government? Are you ancestors? Do you think you are qualified? Don't force me to marry you. Get out!"

Dong Wei lived.

Lin Qing’s word snorted with disdain and stepped into the backyard.

With the eyelids swept away, the two maids are working for the cabbage seedlings, and the two family members are watering together: "Condensed, Alan, you stop the work in your hand, supervise Dong Wei to take care of the garden, but if you have a little scorn, let your whipping ""

Condensed aroma, Alan was a lot of anger at this time.

At the moment, the order of Lin Qing’s words is exactly what they want: “Yes.”

The two immediately put down their hands and lived in front of them: "Dong Wei, the seedlings of cabbage, we are already getting better, we will not bother you. You go to the pines in the Dagongzi Medicine Garden."

All of them are poisonous herbs, and when they smell, there is a smell of smoked people, they can't dare to get started.

Dong Wei stayed, and did not expect Lin Qing’s words to be so hard.

When she saw her, she did not move. She immediately smashed an ear scraper on her face, and the sound shook the big wangwang and Chunxi’s scoop was lost.

At first they felt that the maid's wife around her lady was more handsome than the younger lady. I didn't expect the more fierce.

It is simply a tigress.

Whoever marries such a woman, afraid that it will not be a good day.

Beside the ear is a fierce reprimand: "Old things! Let you work, you hear no, slowly, I see you are looking for!"

The back of the scent is a slap in the face.

Dong Wei was beaten, and when he reacted, he sat down on the ground and cried, afraid to resist, pointing to the fragrant scent.

Also provoked two fists of condensed incense, and finally honest. Pick up the farm tools on the ground and cry and work.

The fragrant swigs sighed: "I knew this, why should I be!"

Lin Qing’s words stood by for a moment and stepped back to his yard.

Dawang kindly reminded: "Condensed, Dong Wei is the mother of Dagongzi after all. If you sip like this, don't you be afraid of blasphemy?"

Ningxiang did not think so much, she only listened to Lin Qing's words.

In the case of the Chrysanthemum, she was so rude that she was not blamed by the Dagongzi. It was just an old lady, and she didn’t have to worry about it.

This is a speculation, the more the bottom is full: "Dong Yi can not tell the difference, this is her end, you should take the ring. Later, the lady's instructions, that is the meaning of the big son, you can not Standing in the wrong team."

Three words and two words shocked two people.

The **** met Ye Shaoqing in the middle of the road.

The words of Lin Qing’s words are conveyed intact.

Ye Shaoqing had no expression on his face, but he had betrayed his emotions if he had a blush.

It was inevitable that he was seen, and he pretended to be deep: "How is the wife going through this time? Is there any trouble?"

"The lady has never been to the front door, listening to the lady's personal maid, saying that she stays in the room to read the scriptures every day, presumably for you to pray."

This sentence once again pleased Ye Shaoqing, passed the market, entered a shop, bought a large box of special cakes back: "The newly opened snack shop in the city, sold cheap for the riders, brought you some."

Lin Qing's words looked at the wooden gift box in front of him. The original store was also discounted.

Open the lid, crystal cake, pea yellow, peony roll, horse cake, all she loves.

She doesn't quite believe that the store discount will come according to her taste.

Looking up at him for a moment, no debunking, smiled lightly: "Look at the gift you brought back, I don't blame you for not going home." Pinch the pastry and stuff it into the mouth, the sweet smell of the entrance. Fresh.

It is delicious than the cakes in Beijing.

Ye Shaoqing sat opposite him, his eyes were drooping, his eyelashes were thick and long, with natural curls.

Lin Qing’s words looked at him from time to time, thinking that he was anxious to return to work in the station.

The cakes in the mouth are swallowed, and the things that the Eight Stars came to visit today are told.

Ye Shaoqing listened to the brow and locked it for a long time. "I plan to take you to the camp for a few days. I will send you back to the government after the matter is resolved. But the environment there is not comfortable here, are you willing?"

Lin Qing’s words thought that she was having a lot of trouble and needed him to guard at any time.

I have never seen the ancient army, nodded. "I have you, I don't care if I live, but how do I arrange these two gimmicks?" When it comes to this, I have to mention Dong Wei: "And your mother, I really can't stand her. You haven't returned for more than half a month, she doesn't do the housework in the house, and it also calls my hoe, often dangling at our door..."

Lin Qing’s words are a good complaint.

Ye Shaoqing is not ill: "Your gimmick can also be taken, it is always the next person, life and death are not enough to threaten me. As for Dong Hao's things, how can she be faulty is also a nursing mother, you look at disposal, but don't Too much."

Lin Qing’s mouth curled up: “It seems that I am still your weakness.” The door is closed. She worried that the wall had ears and lowered her voice: “You said that you didn’t like me before, is it embarrassing to admit it? When I was young, Not very beautiful and cute? You have long been fascinated by me?"

She feels like this.

Sometimes a glimpse of a glimpse, it is fixed in memory.

Ye Shaoqing glanced at her: "If you are really beautiful and very cute, only you will not marry Miss Shen."