Wang Youbao turned his head sideways, looked at the calm and frank and frank Xiao Changyi, and then looked at the villagers in Jiuping Village who were not good goods at first glance, and he already had a bottom in his heart.

But he still asked curiously: "Wasn't Xiao Changyi from your village before, a farmer, where can he get his skills?" ”

The village chief still whispered: "That guy has come back from the battlefield and dyed blood, and he can easily defeat the twelve strong men in our village, isn't that enough?" ”

"I see." Wang Youbao nodded, understanding why Xiao Changyi had an aura that made it impossible to ignore his existence.

couldn't help but look at Xiao Changyi's eyes with more admiration and envy.

In his opinion, those who have killed the enemy on the battlefield are real men.

And he actually wanted to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and serve the country, but his father didn't allow him to go, and fed him a lot of delicious food every day, so that he could look so rich, let alone kill the enemy, and now he can't breathe when he walks a little more.

Seeing what the village chief wanted to say, Wang Youbao waved his hand impatiently and raised his voice: "Okay, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi didn't offend me, I came to buy fermented bean curd with them today, but you, who are not good at farming, all came here I can say ugly things in front, who can't get the rent this year, who will not want to rent my family's land next year!" ”

Regardless of the faces of the villagers, Wang Youbao turned around and bowed his hand to Xiao Changyi and quietly and politely, before being helped into the carriage by Yu Daming and leaving.

Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi didn't care about the people in Jiuping Village, closed the courtyard door and went back to the house.

The villagers of Jiuping Village: "Isn't it quiet and Xiao Changyi who offended the small landlord? How did it turn out like this?

The villagers of Jiuping Village were almost crying without tears.

As soon as he returned to the house quietly, he hugged Xiao Changyi's waist affectionately and said with a smile: "We have already sold forty catties in advance!" ”

"Hmm."

"That fat guy looks good."

"Huh?" Xiao Changyi was obviously a little unhappy.

"What are you doing, jealous?" Quietly raised his little face and asked with crooked eyebrows.

"I'm not jealous." He doesn't like to eat sour.

After a quiet silence, he said: "People in our country say that jealousy means eating taste, that is, when you see me saying that other men are good, you feel uncomfortable." ”

Xiao Changyi understood, and nodded very honestly: "Well, I'm uncomfortable." ”

"Don't worry," the quiet little face rubbed him, smiling, "I only have you in my heart, and I can't pretend to be anyone else."

"Hmm." Xiao Changyi hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction. After a pause, he put his forehead on her forehead affectionately and asked, "Don't make me feel uncomfortable in the future." ”

"No problem"

Xiao Changyi covered her lips and kissed her gently.

Because he kissed it too lightly, she felt so itchy on her lips quietly, she giggled when she was itching, and after Xiao Changyi kissed her, she said: "If the dishes with fermented bean curd in the restaurant sell well, our fermented bean curd will not be unmarketable in the future." ”

"Sales?"

"I just don't have to worry about not being able to sell it."

"Hmm."

"Xianggong," she put her arms around his neck, "I'll make a lot of money to support you"

"Hmm."

"Then you remember to make me fat!"

"I'm already working on it." As he spoke, he kissed her face, which was no longer so yellow-skinned.

"Hehehe" is quieter and happier. No one can compare to her man, and her man is the best.