偷柏自拍区

   But even if they all know it, there are not many people who can clearly recognize the viciousness of the old lady\'s operation and sneer at it.

  Many people think that no matter how vicious Mrs. Jiang is, she is an elder, an old man. Elders, they are so humbled to give you a step. If you don’t go down, how hurtful is it? How unfilial?

  Even knowing that behind this kind of filial piety is blood and tears.

So what.

  Shen Nanwei saw that people\'s faces became more and more unkind.

   She gritted her teeth.

  The eldest daughter is not at home, she can\'t compete with this group of people at all—the villagers are ignorant, and the skills learned by Shen Nanwei, who was born in Gongdou, are useless.

  Shen Nanwei shed two teardrops.

  The eldest daughter said, when you can’t beat others, you should cry for a while before talking—applicable to the scene of villagers watching.

  Shen Nanwei cried pear blossoms with rain, and when she wiped her tears with her hands, she sighed sincerely—it was so rough, her face hurt when she wiped it.

   "Mother." Lu Jingzhi opened the door and came out, stood beside Shen Nanwei, and raised his hand.

  Qian Zhuzhu let out a cry like killing a pig, and trotted back behind the two sisters-in-law.

  Lu Jingzhi: "..."

   Just wanted to stretch.

   But she likes this kind of deterrence.

  Yawned, her beautiful eyes were filled with water vapor, she fainted softly, her hair was scribbled into a ponytail, swaying with her movements, the whole person was sluggish, but like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

  Shen Nanwei chuckled, she could always feel a sense of security from the little girl.

"You are at home?"

   "Well, sleepy, didn\'t go up the mountain."

  Qian Zhenzhu thought she was lucky, and came to the thatched cottage just as the little lunatic was not at home. Unexpectedly, when she was the happiest, Lu Jingzhi gave her a blow in the head.

  Lu Jingzhi was of course sleepy.

  I didn’t go home half the night last night.

"Let\'s go back to live in the old house? Go feed the pigs, feed the chickens, chop pig grass, cut firewood, wash the family\'s clothes, pick vegetables, cook, tidy up the vegetables, work in the ground, pick up water, pick up manure, and clean up...?" Lu Jingzhi said in a few black faces In the middle, she clapped her hands, "Oh yes, it\'s more convenient for her to beat someone up."

   is telling the truth.

   Not only that, Mrs. Jiang also took a fancy to the new things they packed up these days.

   Wild ginseng!

   How much does it cost!

   If Jiang Jinxu hadn\'t broken his leg, was arguing with Zhang\'s family and other messy things, under Qian Zhenzhu\'s instigation, on the night of selling wild ginseng, Mrs. Jiang would have brought troops to kill her.

"Look at what you said, that\'s your grandma, can it still hurt you? Isn\'t it just to let you do some work, and you hate it now?" Qian Zhenzhu said earnestly, "You go and ask, what The children at home don’t work? Right, sister-in-law.”

   "Um...yes...yes...all work..."

   It\'s all like this, there\'s nothing wrong with it.

  Zhao Chunhan thought blankly, there is nothing wrong.

  Lu Jingzhi didn\'t want to quarrel.

   Sleepy, tired, hungry.

   Otherwise, let\'s fight.

  She turned her head sideways, her eyes brightened.

  Following her line of sight, Qian Zhenzhu saw a stick, with some dark brown traces on the crisp light gray bark.

   That\'s... blood from her head.

   Immediately, cold air rose from the soles of her feet. She wanted to turn around and run, but her whole body was filled with fear, and she didn\'t even have the strength to turn around.

   Even swallowing has become a luxury.

  The little girl obviously didn\'t say a word, but Qian Zhenzhu seemed to understand thousands of words from her dark eyes.

  She just watched helplessly as the little girl raised her foot and walked towards the stick.