Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 195 You, what is left

Sure enough, as Xiao Dongming said, after lunch, as soon as the stamina of rice wine and baijiu picked up, he began to feel sleepy.

The Lin family has an unused guest room, but Fang Shuhui cannot arrange for him to rest.

No matter how good the relationship between the youngest daughter and him is, there are village rules in the village, and it is the daughter who suffers when people say it.

Lin Yulan tilted her head and leaned out slightly, looking at the backs of the two walking out, the shelled peanuts in her hands were jumping and flying between her slender fingers like life.

The two men are about the same height, Song Yi is strong and powerful, and Xiao Dongming is elegant and chic.

Talking side by side, the pace is the same, the same tall and straight figure, one is like a pine and cypress, and the other is like a poplar.

Her gaze involuntarily fell on the handsome and unruly back in the slender white shirt, and her eyes were full of spring.

actually…

Her family's big fool looked weak, and when he carried her waist down the princess back to the room, he didn't wobble at all. She really looked thin when she was dressed, and she was fleshy when she undressed...

The waistline is firm, the buttocks are slim, the abdominal muscles are easy to touch...

"Hey~ Wipe off your saliva, please~ I suspect you want to pounce on you and drag him back to the room..."

Lin Yuzhu cracked open a peanut, poured out the peanut kernels, glanced at her teasingly, and threw the peanut shells at her.

"Ah? Suck~" Lin Yulan came back to her senses, subconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth, "I'm not drooling..."

"Huh? You lied to me!" She became angry from embarrassment, her watery eyes sparkled, and she was aggrieved, "Who, who is greedy for him!"

"Yes, yes, you didn't." Lin Yuzhu shrugged perfunctorily, grabbed a handful of peanuts, lowered her eyes, raised her brows slightly, and curled her mouth slightly, "It's just that the eyes show a little taste, and the meaning is still unfinished."

"You don't need to describe it so accurately!" Lin Yulan gritted her teeth, smashed the jar, threw the peanut back into the basket, and flattened her mouth aggrievedly, "Sister... don't I really want to stay in the village~"

"You want to be with others all the time, don't you?" The old god Lin Yuzhu gave her a glance, "Look at your potential~ Then let me ask you, how much money did you earn in the town?"

"Uh..." Lin Yulan swallowed in embarrassment, with a sad face, "Why do you ask such a hurtful question?"

That negative number is too shocking!
The air was suddenly quiet.

Lin Yuzhu stretched her body and leaned back, resting her elbows on the top of the chair, slowly twisting the peanuts in her hands, and raised her eyes to glance at her.

"What do you mean, you plan to continue sucking blood as a leech?"

The calm demeanor and casual tone carried the desolation that did not belong to summer, like the wind in late autumn sweeping the fallen leaves rustlingly.

Lin Yulan shrugged her shoulders and retorted subconsciously, "I also work hard to make money..."

"Cake making is not your strong point. A sewing machine has a limited working capacity, and besides, it is a tool for others to eat. If the scale cannot be used, good steel cannot be used on the blade, and good crops cannot be planted in season, your efforts will be exhausted." Become lackluster."

Lin Yuzhu's gaze gradually narrowed, she folded her arms, leaned against the edge of the table, crossed her fingers on her chin and looked at her, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Love does not have the ability to keep fresh forever. The economic base determines the superstructure. Imagine if one day your love ends in a mess, what are you left with?"

Lin Yulan's heart fluttered with every single word in her light tone, and she was stopped by the question.

She suddenly found it difficult to answer this question.

It's only just falling in love, and I never thought about falling in love again.
The little face was so tangled up that it was about to cry.

Lin Yuzhu looked at her quietly, and reached out to pat her on the head, "Plan your future honestly, you~ If you want to be a rice bug, you should lie in your own rice vat anyway, and roll over as you want. You pinch it out."

"Hiss~" Lin Yulan unconsciously picked a peanut and threw it into her mouth, chewed and nodded, "That makes sense, I'm going to pack my mind and prepare to become a strong business woman!"

"So." Lin Yuzhu got up and clapped her hands, gave her a gentle smile, and pointed to the hoe behind the door, "Therefore, when the heavens will send a great mission to people, they must first work hard on their minds, work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, and empty their hearts. body. We should go to work."

"No." Lin Yulan was immediately discouraged, lying on the table and wailing, "Isn't it too big a gap for a strong business woman?"

The eye-catching peach pink long skirt is replaced by old long-sleeved trousers for farm work, the youthful flower buds are replaced by honest big braids, and the embroidered white shoes are replaced by worn-out liberation shoes that are resistant to dirt.

Lin Yulan felt that her aesthetics had been severely attacked, and she looked at the two huge puddings on the knees of the washed-out fat pants, and wanted to cry without tears.

I can only turn grief into strength and dig hard.

After not working for a long time, she seems to have returned to the time when she first wore it, working all afternoon, her back hurts and her arms cannot be lifted.

Xiao Dongming didn't get enough sleep the night before, and got up early in the morning, taking a nap in Song Yi's room until mid-afternoon.

Originally wanted to go to the Lin family, but Mrs. Song told him that she saw the Lin family sisters going to work in the afternoon.

He didn't know where the labor tasks were, and because his injury was still recovering, he couldn't do farm work, so he simply helped Mrs. Song with the cleaning.

The Song family had to hold a wedding, so it had to be cleaned inside and out, what needed to be washed, and the walls had to be painted with fresh whitewash.

This job was supposed to wait for the Song family brothers to come back, but Song's mother couldn't stop him, so she had to let him go to Song Yi's room to find an old suit of clothes to change before painting the walls.

The sun moved westward little by little, and when only half of it was hidden on the western mountain, the children who went to school ran home with their schoolbags on their backs.

The bell for the end of work rang, but Lin Yulan still gritted her teeth and persisted. There was only a little work left, so it was better to finish it all in one go.

The setting sun fell into the back of the mountain, the magnificent afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded, and the sky turned gray and dark.

"It's been too long since I've done any strenuous work. I really can't stand it, I don't have to go to work tomorrow, otherwise I guess I won't be able to get up..."

Lin Yulan followed Lin Yuzhu with tired steps, carrying a hoe. A dustpan filled with herbs was hung on the hoe, and she shook it every step.

"Don't worry." Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips badly and raised the corners of her mouth, "After a while, you will feel what it means to live worse than death."

"No, sister, is it a little too much for you to speak like this... My mentality has collapsed... Would you like to look at the newly ground blisters on my hands... It's too sinful..."

Lin Yulan chased after her with a mournful face, showing her red palms.

The place where there were thick calluses lost the protection of calluses, and red blisters swelled up without shame.

Lin Yuzhu disliked sweeping away, and quickened her pace to move forward.

"I don't look at it, and I don't feel sorry for you. Why don't you cry and throw yourself into your Xiao Dongming's arms and show him to him, he must be very distressed. Coax you softly, and give you a whir~"

"Huh? There is still this kind of operation? Is it too bitch? I am a real man with iron blood, is it really suitable..."

"Be more confident, put away the word ?. What's wrong with being hypocritical in front of your man, who is not a soft sweetheart?"

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