[Miss Chang has been crossed! ] 】

Mu Yunan covered her aching head and looked blankly at the unfamiliar environment around her.

Didn't they just die with the mission's goal? Why didn't you die?

He didn't have time to think about anything, and a strange memory flooded into his brain.

A noble girl in Beijing, Miss Mu Yunan?

The fragmented memories were slowly put together, and the pain in her head was no longer so unbearable, and Mu Yunan gradually recognized a fact.

TA crossed.

Worn on the soft and weak ancient daughter.

What a beep dog.

Death doesn't make people die well.

It's come to an era where you don't even have a mobile phone!

【Miss Chang's daily farming】

Miss Qianjin's life is too bland, and every day is to tease the best aunt and sister-in-law in the family.

Mu Yunan is by her side every day. Only a maid named Tourmaline was with him.

The gate is not allowed to go out, and the second gate is not allowed to be entered

With a monthly salary of one or two per month, it is not enough to go to Wanhualou to waste.

Life is getting more and more difficult, and Mu Yunan has to come up with the idea of making money.

Mu Yunan kept chatting with the maid for a short time, trying to understand the business structure of this world.

In the end, I found a good way to make money, and no one wanted the land in the mountains, so I opened up the wasteland casually.

emmmmm, even the harvest is not good.

In the first year, Mu Yunan had no principal, and every month, she bought all the seeds, and because of her inconvenient identity, the vegetables she grew could only be handed over to the hawkers to sell on her behalf.

By the second year, Mu Yunan had become a little rich woman.

Most of the time, you don't need to do it.

In addition to the private shop, the trust of the shopkeeper is fully managed, and even contacted a few restaurants, every month, the net profit of the restaurant is enough for Mu Yunan's chic.

[Save and save a hand.] 】

"Who are you?"

On this day, Mu Yunan went to harvest the crops planted in the field, but she didn't want to see a newly built straw house next to her vegetable garden.

Quietly picked up his scythe and approached the small thatched house.

There was no door in the thatched house, and Mu Yunan saw a middle-aged man drinking tea in the house from afar.

Good guy, he actually stole Lao Tzu's food!

"Are you the owner of this garden?"

The man put down the teacup in his hand and greeted Mu Yunan in a friendly manner.

"You stole my food?" Mu Yunan doesn't have a good impression of this uncle.

"I just settled here, and I really don't have anything to eat at home, so I'll take you some vegetables first. You convert, I have all the vegetables in this garden, and I will pay you. ”

In order to apologize slightly, the middle-aged man took out a certain amount of silver, and admitted very calmly that he had stolen the vegetables.

Mu Yunan clicked a few times in her heart, with this silver, she can go to Wanhualou to play again.

"Okay! Negotiable. ”

Mu Yunan took the silver unceremoniously.

The middle-aged man only laughed dryly twice and did not speak.

"I said you're not without money, how can you live in such a shabby place?" Mu Yunan is in a good mood after making money, probably holding it in the house for a long time, and this time she feels very suitable for the uncle, and she wants to chat with him about a few words of family life.

"It's a rush."

The middle-aged uncle who seemed to be friendly, but he was not in the mood to chat with Mu Yunan, and turned around to go back to his thatched house without four walls.

"Hey, I said." Mu Yunan called out to the uncle.

"How?" The uncle paused. "Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

"You're poisoned?" Mu Yunan stared at her uncle's eyes and asked very seriously.

The middle-aged uncle lowered his eyes silently, and quietly pinched the hidden weapon in his hand.

"Do you still have any money?" Mu Yunan's words changed.

"Do what?" The uncle's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was not good, obviously treating him as a short-circuited robber.

"I said if you have the money, I can consider helping you heal the poison." Mu Yunan smiled lightly, blinking innocently and blinking her eyes wide.

The uncle hesitated for a while before nodding cautiously.

Mu Yunan motioned for him to sit cross-legged on the ground, and sat behind him himself, using his skills to heal the poison.

"What's your name?"

"Keep a hand." The uncle closed his eyes and silently endured the pain of healing.

"Poof!" Mu Yunan's leisurely luck is a broken name in her heart.

"You're a doll?" The toxins in his body were all gone, and Liu Yishou felt that his eyes were much clearer, but when he looked at the person in front of him again, he found that something was wrong.

Mu Yunan's skin is so tender that she can pinch out the water, and there are still holes in her moist earlobes.

Leaving a big hand, he actually let a female doll be saved by personal luck.

"Ahem, treat you, you just have to take the money." Mu Yunan coughed extremely unnaturally, and changed the topic with a slightly red face.

With a frown, he frowned and said softly, "I have no money." ”

"What are you talking about?" Mu Yunan quickly picked up her sickle, looking like a dog in the sun.

"How dare you lie to Lao Tzu!"

TA has thought about where to listen to the top brand of Wanhualou today, but there is no money!

"Shaoxia looks at my house, does it look like a rich man?"

"Then you were so generous when you just bought groceries!" Mu Yunan's whole person is not good.

"Although I don't have the money, I can do things for you." Leave a hand and make a promise very seriously.

"What do I want you to do?" Mu Yunan refused without thinking about it.

"Do you have anyone you want to kill?" Leave a hand to ask very straightforwardly.

"......" Mu Yunan deeply suspected that she had a neurotic problem when she went out.

"I'm a killer, as long as you have someone you want to kill, I can kill it for you."

The word killer touched Mu Yunan's nerves.

At one time and another, he was also a killer.

"When a killer gets this job, you can be considered a killer's face." I don't know whether to laugh at myself or laugh at each other, the look in Mu Yunan's eyes is obscure.

Leaving a hand and smiling awkwardly, he didn't answer.

From then on, he left one hand to follow Mu Yunan and started the first grid.

After Mu Yunan made a fortune, she bought her favorite Wanhualou.

[Mingyan Mountain met the deceased. 】

"Sister? When I go to Mingyan Mountain tomorrow, my sister has no clothes to wear, otherwise you can lend me that pink one, okay? ”

Mu Yunan looked at the concubine who was acting in front of her, and sneered in her heart.

That pink is a new spring dress that the house added to her.

Gave her, what to wear herself?

The original owner used to be stupid, as long as the girl cried twice, she borrowed any good clothes, but she borrowed so much, and she never saw her pay it back.

There's no way, my mother-in-law can't be favored, and I can't afford to provoke my sister's biological aunt.

But Mu Yunan won't get used to her.

"What are you going to do tomorrow in Mingyan Mountain?"

Pretending not to hear the words of borrowing clothes, he was quite concerned about Ming Yanshan.

"Sister forgot, tomorrow's name is Yanshan, the garden party of Qifu."

"Oh." Mu Yunan's eyelids moved, and the little abacus in her heart snapped.

"At the garden party held by the Qi Mansion, everyone must be dressed brightly, but I don't have any clothes, hey." Seeing that Mu Yunan didn't care, the sister-in-law mentioned it again with teary eyes.

"For you, for you." Don't bother Lao Tzu.