Feng Hua took 2 yuan and 5 cents and was about to leave, but Mrs. Ma hurriedly said: "Xiaohua, your brother Ma Jun's leg has to be raised for a while, and the doctor said that you have to make up for it, and you must keep it for grandma next time you send meat." ”

"Okay. But auntie, how did Ma Cannon's legs break? ”

"Hey! Don't mention it! It's not the broken road in the village, and I don't know how many people have kowtowed and bled out? As soon as you mention this, I remember, I have to find Liang Qingshan to talk about it well, the road he built has damaged my grandson, and I have to find him to compensate. ”

Feng Hua was speechless for a moment, I'm sorry Uncle Liang......

Mrs. Ma couldn't persuade her to enter Fenghua when she saw it, so she turned around and really went to find Liang Qingshan.

After Ma Cannon was hospitalized, she remembered to ask her grandson what was going on with this leg. As a result, Ma Cannon said that he didn't know what was going on either.

He was carrying water on his shoulder, and when he walked to the big stone road, he suffered a sharp pain in his leg, and he collapsed. Ma Cannon was a little in pain, and he couldn't figure out whether his leg hurt first and then fell, or if he slipped and fell and broke his leg.

The difference in the middle was too short, and it hurt too much, he really didn't think about anything at the time, it hurt when he patronized it, and when he thought about it again, he couldn't remember which one came first, and his mind was full of pain.

However, when he fell to the ground on his back, he looked around 360 degrees, and there was no one within a radius of 100 meters, so it must have been his slippery foot and broken leg.

Then who is Liang Qingshan looking for? Who told him not to repair the road when he was not good!

Mrs. Ma went to Liang Qingshan confidently.

Not to mention, Liang Qingshan was really a little weak-hearted, that section of the road was uneven, he always stumbled people, and it was really time to repair. Liang Qingshan rarely listened to Mrs. Ma's nagging for a long time, of course, there is no benefit, the reserve grain in the team is only a few catties, where can it be wasted on Ma cannon.

Besides, Ma Cannon just went on like this, and his report was all written......

Feng Hua didn't go home, she kept paying attention to Mrs. Ma's movements, she now has 100 yuan, and she can want to close the family at any time.

Mrs. Ma hurt Liang Qingshan for a long time, and after months of sulking, she finally took a breath, and she really planned to take advantage of her happiness to propose.

Ma Cannon naturally agreed, he couldn't wait, if he wasn't lame, he would want to go by himself. I just glanced at Feng Hua a few times at the window, and I think she looks better than a few days ago! I really want to marry and go home and watch it every day.

Mrs. Ma took out Liu Xiaoli's underwear...... Count the money carefully. She doesn't care about any underwear or underwear, she is an old lady, what does it matter, in your eyes, this is a piece of cloth.

"Wait." Ma Cannon picked out a handful of money: "This is taken from his family, don't know each other, take our money in exchange." "Ma Cannon's heart is quite fine.

"Yes, yes, it's still my eldest grandson who is smart! The child born is definitely smarter! "The daughter-in-law has a score, and the grandson is not far away.

Ma Cannon heard this now, and his mouth was so cracked that he couldn't close it.

Feng Hua outside the wall was so angry that he was going crazy.

She couldn't hear others associate her with Ma Cannon, the despair and resentment in her previous life were vivid, and at this time, the most hated person was in front of her, saying the words she didn't want to hear the most, and Feng Hua's mental power rioted.

Outside, the wind blew and the leaves swayed. With the seal as the center, all the grass and trees are poured outward.

The window of Ma's house "snapped" and was blown shut by the wind.

"Oops, it's going to rain? Why don't I go tomorrow? Mrs. Ma said.

"Don't be, it's so close, it's only a few steps away, maybe it's raining when you come back." Ma Cannon urged.

Seeing her grandson's anxious appearance, Mrs. Ma felt a little uncomfortable, but for the pity of her grandson's broken leg, Mrs. Ma still got up and went to Fengjia.

Feng Hua entered the door early, and someone took care of him, otherwise she would not be practical at work every day, always thinking about what her grandson lacked, don't fall off the kang or something.

The wind continued, and the old lady ran a few steps quickly, and the wind gradually became lighter.

"Strange, why is this wind only blowing in my house?" Mrs. Ma looked back in the direction of her home, the branches were still swaying, but the wind and waves were calm here.

But she thinks about it, it's a whirlwind, right? What's so strange.

Feng Hua is now in an uncontrolled state, his mind is very clear, but his body cannot move. She could clearly feel a storm whirling in her mind, and in the dark she had a feeling that it was where space existed.

She wouldn't be thrilled and ruin the space, would she? Feng Hua was a little distressed, there was a lot of money in it! So many big black ten~~~ a 100,000 ah~~~

So many vegetables and fruits~~~

So much beef and mutton~~~

So many live chickens and live ducks~~~

......

Forget it, she was reborn, as long as Fang Yuan is still there, everything can be willing, including this space.

The storm in my mind was silent, as if it had never been there, and vanished.

Feng Hua regained control of his body. Seeing that Mrs. Ma was about to enter Feng's house, Feng Hua didn't have time to check the space, so he ran towards her and took away her cloth bag when she entered the range of spiritual power.

It contains three small packets, one pack of 50, 30, and one pack of 20, a total of 100 yuan.

Mrs. Ma has reserved a range of bargaining. If the 30 we talked about before becomes just right, if you don't achieve 50, if you don't do 50, if you don't do it, 70 will be 70, if you can't do it, 80 will be 80, and if you can't do it at 80, if you can't do it again, Mrs. Ma will be angry~

Feng Hua didn't stop, and a gust of wind blew not far from Mrs. Ma.

Mrs. Ma stroked her windblown hair with her hand, not caring at all.

When Old Man Feng saw that Mrs. Ma came over in the middle of the night, he was sure that at least 30 yuan had not run.

The adults of the Feng family are all crowded in the house of Old Man Feng and Old Lady Feng, waiting to see the progress, after all, this is a matter of 100 yuan, and it is related to the house.

Only a few children were driven back to their homes. Liu Xiaoli handed over her son to Feng Ronghua and kept it herself. She really doesn't like horse cannons, and she really doesn't want this to happen.

And in the afternoon, Feng Meihua secretly sent her Feng Hua's filial piety, and she was a little more towards Feng Hua in her heart.

If she marries Ma Cannon, where can she still get filial piety. The daughter-in-law is someone else's, and she can't pour anything into her mother's house, otherwise she will be scolded to death. If Mrs. Ma is like that, it is even more impossible for Feng Hua to take things out.

"Old man Feng, how much did your Feng Hua sell for? Has anyone paid again? "Mrs. Ma found a big fortune and had money in her hand, so people floated, and she didn't speak politely, and even the last layer of fig leaf was lifted.

What to marry, what to marry, in the final analysis, isn't it just buying and selling, who doesn't know who, they buy and sell one by one, what kind of crane in the same hill, what to pretend!

Old man Feng was so angry by her, he still habitually wanted to pretend, after all, he had been pretending for a lifetime, and he couldn't do it so freely.

Old man Feng didn't squeak.

"30, a fixed price, I'll pick up someone tomorrow." Old lady Ma said.