Nongmen Hot Wife

Chapter 1 Time Traveling into a Peasant Woman

"Lady, what's wrong with you, aren't you hungry? Eat quickly!"

Zhou Yiran sat in front of the dilapidated table, staring at the man in front of her with wide eyes.

This man is called Zhang Daniu, he is her husband, no, it should be said that he is the husband of this body, he is just a soul wearer, and he is not familiar with him at all.

It's been the second day since I came here. When I came here last night, the two of them were doing negative distance exercises. At that time, she just fainted from fright.

To be reasonable, she has been single for 30 years and has never even touched a man's hand, but because of this reason, every boyfriend breaks up within a week of dating, and sometimes she herself suspects that she is sick.

Now, her petite heart really can't stand being fucked by a man as soon as she comes, and she hasn't been relieved until now.

It's just that she was too tired from work, took a nap, and somehow came to this poor and remote place, she really wanted to cry.

No electricity, no running water, not to mention mobile phones and computers, without these, she really doesn't know how to survive.

The more I think about it, the more I want to cry, conscientious and conscientious, firstly I didn’t become a mistress, secondly, I didn’t murder and set fire, and thirdly, I didn’t have any accidents, I couldn’t figure out how such a thing like time travel could happen to me, and it was still a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

No, it can't be said to be a girl, because it was broken last night and became a woman.

Seeing that his wife was about to cry but not crying, Zhang Daniu became anxious.

"Lady, what's the matter with you, is there something uncomfortable, let me take a look at it for you."

I really want to answer him: Look at you, you ghost!

Now she feels uncomfortable all over. Think about how comfortable a living woman can be if she is killed by him. Sitting is uncomfortable, and it feels like there are nails under her buttocks.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhang Daniu became even more anxious. He got up and came over, trying to pull her to check.

"Don't touch me." Zhou Yiran opened his hand, glared at him, looked at the food in front of him, and became disgusted, "Is this for people to eat?"

A small plate of pickles, a piece of flatbread, shriveled, one can tell that the taste will not be delicious.

After Zhang Daniu heard her words, the expression on his face was very stiff: "You first make do to fill your stomach."

"Don't eat." She got up and went back to the room, went in and closed the door heavily. After a bang, she felt something floating down from the top of her head. When she looked up, the corner of her mouth twitched.

With a thatched roof, can such a house shelter from wind and rain?expressed doubts.

Will the house be demolished if a strong wind blows over?

Thinking about living here in the future, going crazy, scratching hair randomly.

Outside, Zhang Daniu looked at the closed door and looked down at the food on the table, very sad.

He traded the flatbread and pickles with the sister-in-law next door.

Thinking about it, I still put it away and keep it for her.

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At noon, Zhou Yiran's stomach was so hungry that she couldn't bear it anymore, she got up and came out, looked inside and out, but didn't see the man, turned around and went to the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen, she was dumbfounded.

An earthen stove, a pile of firewood, walked over and looked around.

In the cupboard, there are two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks, one pair is new, and it can be seen that it was added recently.

After looking around, she didn't find anything to eat, except for the weeds in the basket, she didn't know what it was, and her intuition told her that it could be eaten, otherwise it wouldn't be here.

This family is also really poor. It is estimated that the clothes on her body are the most valuable in this family. The clothes are still new, and they have only been bought for a few days.

Turning around, I saw that the pot was covered, and when I walked over, I lifted the lid. What I saw was the morning pancakes and pickles. After hesitating again and again, I finally reached out to take the pancakes and brought out the pickles.

Putting it on the stove, with doubts, he took a bite of the flatbread.

"Bah, bah, it's really unpalatable."

Immediately, I didn't want to eat any more, so I put the flatbread down and left the kitchen.

"Smelly man, where did you go, and if you don't come back at this time, this is the rhythm of starving my mother to death."

As soon as he finished complaining, he came back.

When Zhang Daniu entered the door, seeing her resentful face, his heart skipped a beat.

"Mother... madam."

Seeing him come back empty-handed, he knew that he was going to be hungry again at noon, and suddenly felt dizzy from a dizziness.

Seeing this, Zhang Daniu hurried over to support her.

"Don't touch me." Even if she couldn't stand firmly, she didn't allow him to touch herself.

"Hey, what's the matter Erya sister, why are you not allowed to touch you?" The person who spoke was the widow Liuhua next door, the daughter-in-law of the deceased Zhang Tieshi, who lost her husband at the age of 20. Only ghosts can endure loneliness .

Zhang Daniu's cakes and pickles were exchanged with her, and he knew they were for this little lady, so he deliberately made them unpalatable.

Zhang Daniu was honest, he thought it was the same as before, so he didn't pay attention.

Zhou Yiran looked into her fox-like eyes, and sized up Zhang Daniu, and there was something else in the words. She was already in a bad mood, and her words directly ignited the fire in her heart.

"None of your business, slut." He yelled loudly.

"Who are you calling a slut?" What Liu Hua dislikes the most is that she immediately changes face when she hears others say that about herself.

"Whoever promises will be." Just now she looked at Zhang Daniu's appearance and winked, Zhou Yiran dared to assure her that this woman must have such an affair with Zhang Daniu.

"Zhang Daniu, do you want your wife to bully me like this?" No, she complained directly to Zhang Daniu, the voice was so delicate that she vomited straight away.

"I..."

"You still don't admit it, look at your current appearance." Before Zhang Daniu could speak, she interrupted directly.

Seeing Zhang Daniu turning his head to the side, Liu Hua snorted coldly, and gave her a hard look: "You are not allowed to come to my house to exchange food in the future, you two will starve to death."

When Zhang Daniu heard this, he quickly turned his head and chased after him.

Seeing this, Zhou Yiran immediately said: "If you walk out of this door, you will never come back. Get lost as far as you can."

Zhang Daniu at the door stopped after hearing his wife's words, and looked back at her: "Sister-in-law Liu is angry."

"Then I'm still angry, didn't you see?" She actually cared about other women, and really wanted to slap him.

"I see." Zhang Daniu replied in a low voice.

Although the voice was very small, she still heard it, and she became more and more angry with his attitude, so she couldn't control her emotions.

"Since you saw it, do you still want to chase her?"

"If you don't chase her, what will you eat, lady?" Zhang Daniu muttered a little aggrieved.

Zhou Yiran heard this, combined what Liu Hua said just now, and asked him.

"The food you gave me today belongs to her family?"

"En." Zhang Daniu nodded.

"Then what did you get for it?"

"I made the baskets myself." After speaking, he pointed to the same baskets beside him.

Looking at his hand, I was a little surprised, I didn't expect that he still has this skill, and the weaving is quite good.

(End of this chapter)