In the afternoon, when the sun was shining obliquely and it was not so sunny, the village chief took his wife to Xue Miaomiao's field with a plow as promised.

"Oh, Miao Miao, why are you here? Can't you trust me, the village chief? ”

As soon as he ploughed two ways, he saw Xue Miaomiao standing on the ridge, Zhao Zheng remembered the polished rice and cloth he took back, and he couldn't help but smile excitedly on his face, completely ignoring Zhao Han who was frequently cold-eyed next to him.

"How can the village chief think of me like that?"

As if frightened, Xue Miaomiao patted her chest in fear, stared at Village Chief Zhao with a pair of innocent eyes, frowned lightly, and looked wronged, "I can take twenty taels from you, whether you plow or not, for me, there is no loss, how can I not trust you Village Chief?" ”

Is this a matter of trust or not?

Is there any credibility for what this man did at her house in the morning?

Scold.

Fortunately, this person was forced by her to be anxious, thought of an idea that he thought was smart, and gave her a deposit of twenty taels, otherwise, she would have died if she was robbed by him so skinless and faceless?

"Don't worry, Fox...... Xue Miaomiao, this field, the two of us will definitely help you plow the field. ”

Mother Zhao, who took advantage of Xue Miaomiao, was rare, she didn't call Xue Miaomiao a fox spirit, and smiled at her kindly.

“……”

Hell she's here!

This is the village chief's wife who opened her mouth and shut up to scold her vixen?

Sure enough, is this soft hand and soft mouth?

Xue Miaomiao was so shocked that the corners of her mouth twitched, her head was full of black lines, she was really not used to such a village chief's wife, looking at the smile on her face, she must not feel friendly, she only felt creepy.

This person has suddenly changed his sex, I'm afraid he is playing some kind of ghost idea again, right?

"With the words of the village chief's wife, I am relieved."

Guessing in his heart, but his face did not show anything, Xue Miao Miao laughed lightly: "You two are busy, don't worry about me, if you delay time, then my sin will be great." ”

If you can't get the money back, I'm afraid that the village chief's wife is going crazy again, right?

It's a pity, no matter if they can complete it as promised, when it comes to the silver in her Xue Miaomiao's hand, how can there be any reason to return it?

Thinking like this, seeing the excited smile on the face of the village chief's wife, inexplicably, I felt much more pleasing to the eye.

"Oh, this family doesn't speak two words, why are they so outside?"

The mouth scolded Xue Miaomiao's eyes, but Zhao's mother was urging Zhao Zheng, who was standing still in front of her, she didn't want to cheapen the fox spirit for twenty taels of silver in vain, it was her family's silver, and she must not change her surname to Xue.

"Don't worry, Miao Miao, the two of us will definitely help you plow the field on time."

When she got the money back, she found an excuse to go to the vixen's house and go back to those good things.

I really didn't expect that the county magistrate was really willing to spend his blood for this fox spirit, and he bought four bags of polished rice for eighty wen a pound and gave it to her, not to mention the good material for four or five hundred wen a horse.

According to her husband, he took two horses, and five or six horses!

The vixen is just one person, how much can he wear? How much can you eat?

What a shame this is going to be ruined!

It's just that she's a good person, and she can't get used to others spoiling good things, so I'll help her share some of the burden tomorrow.

Not to mention, polished rice is better than coarse rice.

It was not in vain that she took care of Zhao Han for so many years, and now it has finally paid off.

Thinking that she didn't have to spend money to buy food for a long time in the future, Zhao's mother was in a super good mood, and the smile on her face couldn't be stopped.