Li Fangfang wore a pair of black hot pants and a small black vest, convex and backward, revealing two snow-white long legs and two lotus-like arms, wearing a floral apron, humming a small tune, holding a spoon, and stir-frying vegetables in the yard.

Yang Xiaoqian called her when she came in the door, and the sound of stir-frying covered Yang Xiaoqian's voice, and she didn't hear it.

The smoke of cooking, the aroma of food, and the body fragrance of Li Fangfang are mixed together, a familiar smell, and a warm feeling.

"Aunt Fangfang!"

Yang Xiaoqian walked behind her and shouted with a smile.

"Oh, my brother, I'm scared to death!, Xiaoqian, why are you back!"

Li Fangfang was startled, and when she turned around and saw Yang Xiaoqian, her face was full of surprise.

Li Fangfang's forehead and nose were sweaty, a few strands of hair were attached to her forehead, her face was white and red, her watery autumn eyes, and her sexy red lips.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Li Fangfang became more and more refreshed.

Seeing Li Fangfang, Yang Xiaoqian suddenly remembered the dream he had when he fell asleep in the small hotel on Hongdao today, he slept with Fang Tongtong, Li Shishi and other female colleges, and Li Fangfang was actually in it!

"Yang Xiaoqian, you beast! Although Li Fangfang is not related to you by blood, she is your aunt after all, and you don't even let her go as a widow! You should really go to!"

Yang Xiaoqian had a ghost in his heart, his eyes were evasive, and he secretly scolded himself in his heart.

"Auntie, I'm hungry, make me something to eat!"

Immediately, Yang Xiaoqian pretended to smile casually.

Li Fangfang came over, and he liked to think crankily, and sensitively caught Yang Xiaoqian's dodging gaze just now, thinking that his clothes were too revealing, which made him have some kind of thought, and his heart was pounding, both nervous and excited.

That day, Yang Xiaoqian made a big wedding for her, and spent 5 million to help him regain his freedom and give her a new life, and she couldn't report his kindness to her in her life.

From that day on, her state of mind changed dramatically.

She is a widow's family, with no money and no power, and her only capital is that she is young and beautiful, and she has a lot of experience in that field.

She felt that while she was still young and beautiful, if Yang Xiaoqian wanted herself, she would not hesitate to dedicate herself to him and repay him for her kindness.

She knew that she was not worthy of him, and she didn't dare to expect him to take her in the future, she only hoped that in this life, she could occasionally cook him once or twice and leave the "fast food", and she would be satisfied.

However, she had a good plan in her heart, and once she met Yang Xiaoqian face-to-face, she didn't have the courage to take the initiative.

Although she is a ripe peach-like pretty widow, she is not a shameless slut~ woman after all, she is still very traditional and conservative in her bones, so that she shamelessly takes the initiative to tempt people Yang Xiaoqian, she can't do this kind of thing.

You can't force men and women, so let's wait for the opportunity slowly.

"Little money, turn over the dishes for my aunt, don't be confused!"

Li Fangfang blushed a little, then handed the shovel to Yang Xiaoqian, turned around and went back to the house to change clothes.

Soon Li Fangfang came out, her hair neatly combed, her face clean, and her white-washed jeans, slightly yellowed white T-shirt and a pair of faded red sneakers.

Li Fangfang took the shovel from Yang Xiaoqian's hand, and while flipping the vegetables in the wok, she looked up and down his new clothes with bright autumn eyes, and praised him sincerely: "Xiaoqian, you look like the male protagonist in a Korean drama when you wear this dress, you are so handsome!"

In Yang Xiaoqian's impression, Li Fangfang's clothes and shoes have been worn for four or five years, but she still wears them.

She is such a beautiful woman, wearing this kind of clothes, she is really wronged.

What woman doesn't love beauty?

In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to wear new clothes, it's mainly that the people in the mountains are poor!

She is a widow's family, making a living by farming and selling plastic flowers, and it is good to be able to maintain food and dress up with a year's income, which is a luxury.

Yang Xiaoqian came back this time to change the poverty of Yangjiagou, so that every family can get rich and live a rich life.

Li Fangfang's fiery figure and beautiful face are in stark contrast to the tattered clothes on her body.

Yang Xiaoqian looked a little sour in his heart, he still had more than 60,000 yuan in cash in his travel bag, he took out 60,000 yuan and stuffed it into Li Fangfang's hand, and said, "Auntie, this is for you! You take it tomorrow to buy some clothes and cosmetics in the town!"

"Xiaoqian, why did you give me money again! I haven't spent the 10,000 yuan you gave me last time! No, I can't ask for your money anymore! You have already spent 5 million to redeem me, if I ask for your money again, am I still human!"

Li Fangfang was startled, said nothing, and forcibly stuffed the money back into Yang Xiaoqian's backpack.

Yang Xiaoqian blinked his eyes and grinned: "Aunt Fangfang, I saw that you have been getting a lot older recently, so I gave you money to buy some clothes and cosmetics! This woman is just relying on dressing up and maintenance, you said that you wash your face with soap all day long, wash your hair with laundry detergent, and wear this kind of clothes that you have worn for four or five years, do you think you can not look old?"

Yang Xiaoqian said this to provoke her to accept his money to buy clothes and cosmetics.

But he ignored how much it hurt a beautiful woman to say you Lao Tzu in front of her!

Especially Li Fangfang is Yang Xiaoqian's aunt in her generation, and she is several years older than him, and she is already very inferior in front of him!

Yang Xiaoqian's words hit Li Fangfang's vital point like an atomic bomb!

Li Fangfang's tears gushed out in an instant, she glanced at Yang Xiaoqian in despair, covered her face with her hands, turned around and ran back into the house and threw herself on the bed, crying loudly.

"You foul mouth!"

Yang Xiaoqian slapped himself hard.

"Wang...... Whining...... Woo Woo ......"

The rhubarb on the side saw Yang Xiaoqian crying Li Fangfang, and he was unhappy, and he actually grinned at Yang Xiaoqian.

During this time, Li Fangfang called rhubarb over to eat every time she ate, she had nightmares at night, and she would also call rhubarb over to protect her, and this person and dog became good friends.

It seems that the friendship between Rhubarb and Li Fangfang is almost better than that of Yang Xiaoqian, the master.

Yang Xiaoqian kicked Rhubarb with tears and laughter, and ran into the house to coax Li Fangfang.

Li Fangfang didn't speak, she just lay on the bed and cried, crying sadly.

No matter how Yang Xiaoqian coaxes, it doesn't work.

"Aunt Fangfang, I mean you look old in this dress, but you look more and more beautiful!"

Yang Xiaoqian's words worked, Li Fangfang sneered, got up and went out to stir-fry, but the vegetables were already stuck in the pot.

"Oh, my dishes! It's all mushy! Yang Xiaoqian! Why don't you look at the food! You still eat a fart like this! The old lady beats you to death with a spoon!"

Li Fangfang's pungent energy came up, and chased Yang Xiaoqian all over the yard with a spoon.

Rhubarb jumped up and down, helping Li Fangfang catch up with Yang Xiaoqian.

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