There may be a businessman's long-term vision here, but in the final analysis, Mu Qingqiu was not harmed, and he made a profit, and he made a big profit.

Even in the entire Zhushan Village, there are some parents who are short, and there are also people who are lively, but most of them will not fall into the trap for their sisters and brothers.

It can be seen that Tianzhao Kingdom, at least the folk customs of Zhushan Village, are very good.

Mu Qingqiu didn't know that many years ago, Zhushan Village was not as stable as it is now.

To start with Yuan Fangnan taking over the position of Lizheng, Yuan Fangnan is the father of Xiucai, and Xiucai is able to talk to the officials, who dares to make it bad in Zhushan Village? Once Yuan Fangnan was upset, his son twisted him and sent him to the official, and there was no place to cry at that time.

The villagers don't understand the official way, and the more they don't understand it, the more afraid they are, and the power that the ordinary people can't reach invisibly restricts the words and deeds of the villagers.

Moreover, the villagers of Zhushan Village have lived here for generations, and they don't have much knowledge and intrigue that they don't understand.

Although the personalities have their own characteristics, the essence is good, they are all done from their own hearts, and they are conditioned by Yuan Fangnan's special identity, and gradually, Zhushan Village has become such a simple mountain village as it is today.

Mu Qingqiu is lucky, she was reborn in Zhushan Village, although her own situation is really not good, the general environment is good.

As for the few people that Guyang Town came into contact with.

Li Zhengli is the age of teasing his grandson, and when he sees a child who is younger than his grandson, smart and cute, he naturally has a good feeling in his heart.

He bought Mu Qingqiu's pastries, he had a good impression of the stall owner, but more of the value of the pastry itself, for Li Zhengli, he just spent money to buy delicious pastries.

It's just that Li Zhengli bought pastries countless times once, and he ran into Mu Qingqiu's opening business.

So, there was a follow-up acquaintance.

Zhao Dezhu of Xian Zhai, Xiang Crisp Yuan and Fu Wang Chunlan, these people are all mixed in the business field, they have far-reaching vision, in their opinion, they may not be helping Mu Qingqiu, they are just putting a long-term line, just sharing interests.

Mu Qingqiu sighed a little self-deprecatingly, thinking about how alert she was in her previous life, but she didn't expect that in just over two months of stable life, she even left behind the truth that human nature has good and evil, and getting along with each other has interests.

Getting along with others, whether it is out of sincerity or for a purpose, Mu Qingqiu doesn't mind, getting along with others is like this, or sharing interests or emotions, once there is nothing to share, it is time to part ways.

Wang Fengjiao's existence is not accidental, but inevitable.

Mu Qingqiu believes that there will be two, three, or even more Wang Fengjiao, but she is lucky to have only met one so far.

She is not worried alone, but she has a younger brother, she is the heaven of her brother, she must wake up and protect her brother from being harmed.

Thinking of Wang Fengjiao, Mu Qingqiu was really a little impatient, she beat Wang Fengjiao out today, but what about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow? Wang Fengjiao doesn't have a long memory, I'm afraid she won't give up so quickly.

It seems that I'm going to be annoyed for a while.

There are also several children of Wang Fengjiao, especially Mu Yao'er, who seemed to have a knife hidden in her eyes, if the eye knife could kill, Mu Qingqiu felt that she had already been executed by Ling Chi.

Mu Qingqiu pinched her sideburns, Mu Yao'er was more thoughtful than Wang Fengjiao, including Mu Qingyuan and Mu Qingbao, I am afraid that Mu Yao'er would lead her by the nose.

Thinking of Mu Yao'er using Mu Qingyuan and Mu Qingbao as gunmen, Mu Qingqiu frowned, a little hated that iron could not become steel, they were both eleven and nineteen years old, and they didn't even have any opinions, and they were used by Mu Yao'er to play with them, it was really so big to live in vain.

Mu Qingqiu didn't realize that she was not related in her previous life, and she did not reject the Mu family as much as she imagined, subconsciously, she didn't want the grievances of her grandparents and fathers to affect their generation of brothers and sisters.

After all, in their generation, the eldest Mu Qinghuai has made a good start, and the other cousins and cousins also have the right to decide grievances, if there is good guidance, they should be able to get along peacefully.

With this kind of subconscious interference, Mu Yao'er actually used Mu Qingyuan and Mu Qingbao as guns to target her? Mu Qingqiu said that it was unbearable.

"Sister......" Mu Qingxuan called her from the bedroom window, her voice was soft with a little crying, but she was not afraid.

Mu Qingqiu sighed secretly, what the Mu family did was really outrageous, the reason why Mu Qingqiu's soul returned to the underworld was the Mu family? Su Xiuyun was pregnant with Liujia and was tired to the point of dystocia, which was caused by the persecution of the Mu family.

One by one, all the lives are lost.

Looking up at Mu Qingxuan, who was holding the window, he showed a smile, Mu Qingqiu felt a little sorry for his younger brother, if Mu Qingqiu knew that his mother's sister died because of the Mu family, how angry and sad he would be.

That's it, let it be!

If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone.

She will never forgive the Mu family's parents, but between cousins and sisters...... Let it be!

If the cousins and cousins can one day straighten their waists and behave uprightly, Mu Qingqiu will not be stingy with help, and it can be regarded as finding more support for his younger brother. If those people continue to use their heads as decorations and let people use guns, she doesn't mind hitting them again and again until they don't dare to come.

After entering the house, Mu Qingxuan saw that his sister was doing well, and his eyes opened with a bright smile.

Mu Qingqiu took the roasted sweet potato to Mu Qingxuan, asked his younger brother to gnaw it first, and by the light of the oil lamp, he opened the fire valve on the stove, put the pot, poured boiling water into it, put some washed rice, and threw in a handful of walnut kernels.

After cooking porridge, Mu Qingqiu began to clean up the chairs and rice bowls that had been overturned in the house.

During the whole process, Mu Qingxuan kept looking at her sister with sparkling eyes, and her eyes were full of admiration.

After Mu Qingxuan was pushed into the bedroom by Mu Qingqiu, the little guy was afraid and worried, afraid that Wang Fengjiao and others would bully his sister, and also afraid that they would rush into the bedroom to take away his and his sister's new quilts and new clothes.

Mu Qingxuan wanted to help his sister, but he also remembered what his sister said, and his sister said: Do everything according to your ability. My sister also said: There are many things that are not ashamed to be done when Xuan'er is still young, just learn it slowly, and when Xuan'er grows up, she will be very powerful.

The little guy didn't want to pull his sister's back legs, but he was worried, so he quickly climbed onto the kang and looked at the window, and the whole person was tense.

When he saw Wang Fengjiao's mother and son being kicked into the yard one after another, and the son screamed in pain, Mu Qingxuan's eyes lit up, he didn't see that it was his sister who made the move, but he thought that it was his sister who was beating the bad guys.

Waiting for Wang Fengjiao and the others to leave, seeing her sister standing alone in the courtyard in a daze, Mu Qingxuan was very worried, and forgot to go down to the kang to find her sister, and only worriedly looked at the window.

At this time, too, my sister was cleaning up in the kitchen, Mu Qingxuan was sitting obediently on the edge of the kang, her little feet were placed in the quilt, her head was twisted half a circle, and her bright eyes were open, looking at Mu Qingqiu who was busy. xh:.74.240.212