Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 32 "Hungry and Eating"

"Yes! Yes! Let Qingfeng do it! These are hard work! Let him do it!"

Huang Shi, who was sitting beside her, also nodded her head again and again.

"There was no way to do this before. Qingfeng wasn't at home, and the old man and I couldn't do anything, so I had to drag you down and let you be busy all by yourself, doing everything."

"Now that Qingfeng is back, don't get involved in these labor-intensive tasks! Save yourself from being exhausted!"

Now that Qingfeng has come back, let alone make her tired, she will go back in the future, and Kejun, who is seen by her own mother as tired and out of shape, will definitely feel distressed.

"Then I'll cook!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Kejun turned around and went into the kitchen, clutching the plate with his hot round face, secretly rejoicing that it was okay.

Just now Dong Qingfeng was standing in front of her, his strong chest muscles were in front of her eyes, she could even smell his unique body odor, immediately she felt her face was hot again, and her chest felt tight , The mouth is very thirsty.

Fortunately, he turned around in time, and if he was a second later, he would have thrown himself into his arms.

At this time, Meng Kejun realized that he was actually a peerless pervert, and that he was so hungry and thirsty.

Just seeing a strong chest muscle makes me want to pounce on it immediately, it's over, it's over, how can she stay in this house from now on?

This Dong Qingfeng is afraid that sooner or later he will be thrown down and eaten up completely.

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, for fear that the more I thought about it, the more I would feel obscene.

After breakfast was ready, the sweet potato porridge was packed out of the kitchen in a big basin, when Dong Qingfeng came out of the room with a bow and arrow in his back.

"When I hunt something, I will take it directly to the town to sell, and I won't be back until the afternoon. This family is now dependent on you to take care of it!"

Pinning the sharp knife on his waist, Dong Qingfeng instructed Meng Kejun who was standing in front of him.

"I see that your complexion is not good. Don't try to do the work in this house, save all the work that requires effort, and wait for me to come back!"

Taking a closer look at Meng Kejun's expression, Dong Qingfeng was still a little worried.

"Don't you eat? It's all ready!"

He went down to the ground early in the morning to water such a large field, so he must be hungry now.

"No! I'm already late!"

Dong Qingfeng shook his head, it was too late for him to water the ground today, he had already started hunting on the mountain at this time in the past, and he was about to rush to the door after speaking.

"Wait a minute!"

Anxiously shouting to Dong Qingfeng who had already walked to the gate of the courtyard, Meng Kejun immediately turned around and went into the kitchen again. When she was cooking just now, she saw a few potatos with wrinkled skins on the ground, so she simply threw them all away. The bottom of the stove is baked.

Holding the sweet potato wrapped in vegetable leaves, Meng Kejun hurried to Dong Qingfeng.

"I took this to eat on the road!"

Dong Qingfeng smiled after receiving the sweet potato handed over by Meng Kejun, she was still thoughtful.

Just after breakfast, Yue Ya'er brought two fresh cucumbers to find Ping'er. The two kids were lying side by side on the bed, eating and laughing, very unhappy.

Seeing Ping'er's blushing face, screaming and laughing just like ordinary people, Meng Kejun, who was watching at the door, was slightly relieved.

"That's right! Kejun, you asked me to weave the bamboo bag!"

Dong Jingye got up and gave Meng Kejun the bamboo bag that had been woven under the corner of the eaves.

"I'm going to go fishing in the creek in the backyard. Maybe I can eat fish at noon!"

After taking the bamboo bag, Meng Kejun was about to run out of the house but was stopped by Dong Jingye.

"Let me go! The sun is so big that you, a girl, don't get sick from the sun!"

Dong Jingye took the bamboo bag from Meng Kejun's hand, he found that since yesterday, Meng Kejun's complexion has not been very good, it is not necessary, it is better not to go to the sun.

It's not a few steps to the creek in the backyard, he just walks there.

"Let your father go! Just stay at home and take good care of Ping'er!"

Mrs. Huang also held Meng Kejun's hand, now that Qingfeng is back, she must let Kejun take a good rest.

Now that there is nothing to do all of a sudden, Meng Kejun feels that he is too busy to panic.

The Dong family only has a palm-sized piece of land in the backyard, and Dong Qingfeng has finished all the work in the field. There is still a long time before lunch, and Ping'er and Yueya'er are playing well again. Here, the more you sit, the more you can't sit still.

Still unable to sit still after thinking about it, she hurriedly chased to the door and stopped Dong Jingye.

"Father! Let me go! Your legs and feet are inconvenient, so you should stay home and watch Ping'er!"

As he said that, he snatched the bamboo bag again, then picked up the bamboo bag and ran to the back of the house.

When I came to the creek behind the house, the creek was neither wide nor deep, and the water was very clear. You could see the small fish in the water swimming happily along the water.

Following the water flow, Meng Kejun found a place with a slightly higher terrain along the side of the stream, put the bamboo bag in, pressed it firmly, and made sure that the bamboo bag would not run along with the water, then straightened up body.

Unexpectedly, Meng Kejun stood up all the time, and Meng Kejun, who had just raised his head, was blinded, and his whole body became dizzy. Fortunately, her hands and feet were quick and quick to react. The big rock, so that the whole person did not fall into the creek.

"Are you OK?"

A pleasant soft female voice sounded faintly behind Meng Kejun.

Then as she approached, Meng Kejun suddenly felt a lot cooler, and smelled a pleasant smell, faint, soft, faint, indescribably good.

"Are you OK?"

The voice behind him sounded again.

Only then did Meng Kejun turn around and met a pair of big black eyes. Her snow-white skin became even fairer against the background of the goose-yellow clothes. It was because of the oil-paper umbrella she held in her hand that Meng Kejun felt a lot cooler. .

why?
Meng Kejun wondered why when he stared at Xilian, he also felt his face was hot, his chest was tight, and his mouth was so thirsty?

Are you really so hungry?Do both men and women eat?
Thinking of this, Meng Kejun's hot face turned even redder.

Xi Lian stared at Meng Kejun and frowned tightly, as if very worried.

"it's okay no problem!"

Meng Kejun quickly waved to Xilian to indicate that she was fine, she must not let Xilian know what she was thinking at this time.

"Why don't you go back and have a good rest! I don't think your complexion is very good!"

Xilian originally didn't want to say these words. To be honest, she didn't like this Meng Kejun at all, and even hated her. Who told her to take away her favorite brother Qingfeng.

But since Brother Qingfeng is willing to marry her, it means that Brother Qingfeng likes her, and since Brother Qingfeng likes her, she doesn't hate her so much.

"It's fine! I'm fine!"

　Dear little angels, move your fingers to turn forward two chapters. Today I made a major revision to the article, and deleted two chapters. It is more enjoyable to turn forward!
　　
　
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