To eat, or not to eat? Wong Tai Sin was in trouble, holding his tail and rolling on the beam, and when he lowered his head again, he saw that Qinghe had woken up, lying flat on his pillow and looking up at it expressionlessly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey, little girl, this great immortal has come to see you." It sucked in its saliva, jumped down and grabbed the little boar in front of her, holding it down with one paw on its back.

"Ah! Gift. ”

"Thank you, I want to think about that thing with you before."

"Oh~" Wong Tai Sin pushed the little pig away, rested his head on his paws and lay down, "It's okay to talk about it in a few days." "Anyway, the chicken has already eaten, and it can't be spit out.

Cheng Qinghe sat up, looked at his yellow and thin fur and stretched out his hand, where did all that meat go?

Wong Tai Sin stared at her approaching fingers in a daze, sniffed almost invisibly, saliva overflowed, and his eyes gradually narrowed into vertical pupils.

"Alas, Cheng Qinghe~" Someone shouted at the bottom of the mountain.

She looked over and stood up with her fingers back.

Huang Daxian saw her walk away coldly, and also stood up with her, his eyes looked at her neck intently and gloomily, as long as he flew up and took a bite, this large piece of fragrant meat, but it was it, thinking so, it arched its back, and its hind legs were accumulating.

The peach blossoms are scorching at the bottom of the mountain, standing under the grass hut can be unobstructed, only to see a man and a woman in the middle of the mountain about 20 are climbing up the mountain, and they can't see their faces clearly.

At this time, Cheng Qinghe felt a strong killing coldness behind her, and before she turned around, her body had already taken the first step, she pounced forward, and the weasel instantly flew over with its teeth wide open and against the top of her head.

Her heart beat violently, and she got up, and Wong Tai Sin couldn't catch up, and hooked a mahogany branch to cushion it, but saw the hound-sized weasel, squatting on the thin branch and staggering, staring at her with bared teeth, and letting out a menacing growl from his mouth.

She felt cold in her heart, she didn't dare to move, and looked around, except for a box of mineral water, where was there anything to take advantage of? A fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Cheng Qinghe, Cheng Qinghe, I'll tell you~" A girl panted and climbed up, and when she saw Qinghe with her back to her, she couldn't help but look over curiously.

Nothing but rickety branches!

Cheng Qinghe's stiff back softened, and he slowly exhaled.

"Qinghe, right? I am Mengyuan, the village chief is my grandfather, this is the new village official in our village, Zhu Jiangtao. ”

"Hello." Zhu Jiangtao stretched out his clean and white hand.

The two of them graduated from college in a big city, and they didn't want to live in a first- or second-tier city, so they applied to become village officials.

Cheng Qinghe absentmindedly took the two of them around the fruit forest at his house. Her father went to the provincial capital to buy pesticides to kill weeds, otherwise this errand would not have happened to her.

The two village officials chattered all the way and were very happy, and they had just been assigned to meet such an opportunity, as long as nothing major happened, and everything was stable, promotion and transfer were a certainty.

Several mountains in Yucun were requisitioned for projects, including some fruit forests contracted by the Cheng family.

I don't know how many people's eyes are red, what does a split word represent? A surviving seedling can lose dozens of dollars, not to mention the growth of this large area.

Cheng Ming came back and knew about it, but he sat down on the hillside, his eyes were red, and he went to the village chief without saying a word.

Come on, I'll calculate this account with you, three forests, not to mention others, the seedlings alone have invested nearly two million, and his family has been pondering ways to increase production in the forest every day, and finally there has been an improvement, you will levied me in a word?

Repay? I know, the developer loses, right? You can't get the money all at once, right? I borrowed a lot of debts and transplanted a lot of adult plants, just waiting for the harvest, so you let my Cheng family drink the northwest wind?

Cheng Yun is usually amiable, and rarely gets angry, but he can't bear it when this matter is left on anyone.

At this time, many villagers had gathered outside, standing at the door and looking in, and some were listening in the corner of the house, making a lot of noise.

Meng Yuan and Zhu Jiangtao followed, listening to Cheng Ming's voice a little louder.

Rural communications are backward, and they have a lot of strength to dig food in the fields, and they are used to relying on roaring to communicate.

Mengyuan looked at this momentum, you dare to murder my grandfather? Relying on the long nails, she stepped forward and scratched her sleeves, this girl was born pampered, and her peers are also because her grandfather is the village head, and her parents are gone, how much is used to her. Do you TM dare?

Cheng Ming couldn't dodge, his cheek was scratched with a claw, bringing up two blood marks, he was stunned for a moment, and wanted to catch Mengyuan's hand with his teeth and claws, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he could only cover his head in embarrassment to block her messy tearing and scratching.

"Daddy!" Cheng Qinghe squeezed into the crowd and saw this scene.

The other villagers were stunned and looked at each other, but none of them stepped forward to help. Only the old village chief stood aside, and persuaded him not to fight.

"What's the matter with you, what's going on?" Cheng Qinghe hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mengyuan's arm, using his strength to eat, but he was small and short, and that bit of energy was not enough to see.

"Qinghe!" Cheng Ming shouted, worried, stretched out a hand to protect Qinghe, but was scratched again if he was careless.

"Zhu Jiangtao, don't come and help!" Meng Yuan roared angrily and pushed Cheng Qinghe away.

With this push, Cheng Qinghe stumbled under his feet and fell to the pile of debris behind the door with a bang, raising a puff of dust.

She vaguely propped her hands on the dusted planks and tried to get up, but without success, but her head was buzzing, and she knew that it was a blow to her forehead.

"Everyone, help pull her away." Seeing this, Zhu Jiangtao beckoned the villagers to pull away Mengyuan, and walked a few steps quickly to help Cheng Qinghe.

"Qinghe!" Cheng Ming came back to his senses, his eyes widened, and he slapped Mengyuan's face and pushed.

He strode over and took Qinghe over and hugged him.

Looking at it this way, Qinghe's forehead was concave into a triangle, and the wet blood slowly seeped out.

"Grandpa, look at him." Meng Yuan was about to step forward to avenge the push, but was stopped by the villagers.

The old village chief took a closer look and sighed, "I have to go to the hospital!" ”

Needless to say, Cheng Ming carefully held Qinghe in his arms and was about to leave, but was stopped by the village chief again.

"Cheng Ming, this is a matter decided by the above, even if the old man and I oppose it, it is useless, besides, after this project is done, it will benefit the people of our whole village!"

Could it be that for the sake of our whole village, my Lao Cheng family doesn't have to live? But he endured it and gritted his teeth.

"yes, that's right!"

"Also, Cheng Ming, for the sake of our Lao Yu Village, take care of it~"

"That's right!" The villagers chimed in.

"......" Cheng Ming straightened his back and walked out quickly.

Cheng Qinghe was blindfolded, everything was in his eyes, but his heart was sad for a while, look, this is the simple villagers of our Yu Village~