When Shi Zhenxiang saw the content of the video, she immediately became angry: "Wang Yongli, you kill a thousand knives, you actually went out behind my back to break my shoes?"

I'm going to kill you......

When did you start getting involved with Zhang Xiaoyan's slut? Say!

You still drill cornfields, you conscienceless thing, you're quite good at playing.

And the face to eat the food I sent, eat the.

The old lady fought with you, see if I don't kill you today, bastard. ”

"Ah......h

A terrible scream came from the village committee, so miserable, it was really sad to smell and cry!

With Wang Yongli's small body, Shi Zhenxiang beat him like an eagle catching a chicken, without any suspense.

Wang Fugui listened to the screams in the house and walked outside contentedly.

remembered that yesterday the village chief Wang Yongli and the village doctor Zhang Xiaoyan had an affair and rolled down a piece of corn stalk on him, so I was angry!

Since the old man Wang Xiansheng left last year, he has left a few acres of thin land for Wang Fugui to live.

Wang Fugui knew that basically no one in the village regarded him as his own, and very few people looked down on him.

But humiliating him in front of the village chief Wang Yongli, if this revenge is not avenged, he will not be a man.

"Let you bully me, and deliberately toss in Lao Tzu's field, see how Lao Tzu pends you."

Wang Fugui still felt resentful, and after sending the video to the village chief's wife, Shi Zhenxiang, he used the village chief's wife's mobile phone to directly send the video to the village's official group.

It didn't take long for the men, women, and children in the village to see, and by that time, "hey, hey, hey." Wang Fugui couldn't help laughing.

"Since I was a child, my master taught me that revenge is not revenge.

Village chief, Zhang Xiaoyan, you bully me on weekdays, look down on me, still mess around in my field, destroy my corn, and deliberately give me a wasteland where birds don't today, this is your ...... of retribution. ”

Wang Fugui returned to the courtyard of his house, looking at the dilapidated earthen embryo house, leaking on all sides, it was really a family with four walls.

In the rice jar, there was nothing on the stove except for two hard coarse grain nests that could be used as weapons, and the really poor rats did not make nests.

Five years have passed, and after five years of recuperation, Wang Fugui's injuries have not only fully recovered, but also his physical fitness is better than before under the nourishment of the god-level Great Returning Pill.

"From today onwards, I can finally live without being aggrieved, and it's time to start cultivating the Qiankun Creation Technique."

Suddenly, a gurgling sound came, and Wang Fugui touched his hungry stomach and smiled bitterly: "It's the right thing to find a way to fill your stomach first." ”

In the fields of the countryside, the last thing that is lacking is food.

Wang Fugui dug a few sweet potatoes in the east, picked a few cobs of corn in the west, and picked a few lotus seeds by the pond.

Before leaving, I saw a few bullfrogs jumping in front of me, "Isn't this meat to eat?" ”

Wang Fugui smiled, his eyes were quick, and after a while, seven or eight bullfrogs had been dealt with.

A few more lotus leaves were wrapped, and when I walked to my own land, I had a good harvest of grains in my hands.

In Wang Fugui's words: They are all from the villagers, how can this be called stealing?

I found a pile of dry firewood, wrapped the sweet potatoes in lotus leaves, buried them underneath, and built a bonfire with corn and bullfrogs roasted on them, and after a while, the aroma of kung fu overflowed.

"Fugui, you little conscienceless, I'm afraid that you will be hungry, so I asked you to bring you food for a long time, and you actually eat alone here?"

Wang Fugui turned his head and saw Song Meijuan's beautiful eyes wide, her hands crossed on her waist, and she was standing behind her angrily.

"Hehe, Sister Meijuan, it's better to come early than to come sooner, just baked, sit down and eat together."

Song Meijuan looked at the ingredients on the bonfire and was stunned, the bullfrog was already golden on both sides, moisturizing and oily, exuding a tempting aroma of meat.

For Song Meijuan, who hasn't eaten meat for a long time, the temptation is too great, so that children can see it and cry.

Song Meijuan swallowed her saliva, "Fugui, you bastard boy, how can you steal other people's things?" ”

"This is not called stealing, this is a gift from God, that pond is borderless, how can the bullfrogs I caught there be called stealing?

Eat with confidence, Sister Meijuan, I'll catch it if it's not enough. ”

When Song Meijuan heard this, she sat down with confidence, "It seems that the food I cook for you on weekdays can't satisfy you?"

The big white steamed bun that just came out of the pot, I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I hurriedly sent it to you, but you were not at home.

I thought that you would definitely come to work in the fields when you weren't at home, so I came here to look for you. ”

As Song Meijuan spoke, she took out two big and round white steamed buns from her arms, still steaming.

In order to be afraid that the steamed buns would be cold, Song Meijuan kept holding the steamed buns in her arms, and she didn't pay attention, and her chest was hot.

Before Song Meijuan got married, she was a famous beauty in ten miles and eight towns, not only beautiful, but also kind-hearted.

Seeing that Wang Fugui has no father and no mother, the old man Wang who adopted him is gone, and no one loves him in the village, a good guy, he is still a fool.

Song Meijuan couldn't bear to see Wang Fugui hungry for a full meal, and she helped Wang Fugui everywhere this year, and never forgot to give a copy every time she cooked a meal.

Wang Fugui was moved in his heart, how could people not like such a good woman.

looked at the sexy figure unconsciously with a bumpy face, Song Meijuan's mature body, with high peaks and deep valleys, exuded an aura that could make men crazy and intoxicated.

Song Meijuan naturally felt Wang Fugui's blazing eyes, and her afterglow peeked at the strong body, and her whole body softened.

Song Meijuan bit her lip vigorously to sober herself up, and rolled her eyes coquettishly: "You little villain, where are you looking?" ”

"Sister Meijuan, you're all red, I'll rub it for you when you come here, it's not good to leave a scar."

"Think beautifully, do you want to eat steamed buns? If I don't eat it, I'll take it back. ”

"Eat...... How can I not eat it, my favorite food is the big steamed bun made by Sister Meijuan herself. Wang Fugui snatched the steamed bun in Song Meijuan's hand.

"Sister Meijuan, you eat bullfrogs, roasted sweet potatoes, and roasted corn, and I eat your big steamed buns, hehehe."

Song Meijuan glanced at Wang Fugui and muttered in a low voice: "If I hadn't known that you were a fool, I would have thought that you had opened up and taken advantage of me." ”

Wang Fugui held the big steamed bun with the woman's body fragrance on Song Meijuan's body in his hand, and couldn't help but bite it hard.

"It's so white, it's so fragrant......."

Song Meijuan took a bite of Wang Fugui's roasted bullfrog, the expression on her face immediately changed, and she was surprised: "This roasted bullfrog is so delicious, how did you make it?" ”

Wang Fugui smiled and said: "This is a secret, I have a secret recipe." ”

Since he was a child, Wang Fugui followed his master to the north and south, and often foraged in the wild.

Therefore, Wang Fugui is accustomed to carrying salt, sugar, cumin, monosodium glutamate and other commonly used seasoning packets.

"Sister Meijuan likes to eat, I can make ...... for you at any time."

Song Meijuan heard this, and her face was filled with a happy smile.

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