Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 513 The problem of resettlement of 1 people
Lin Anan said very seriously: "If the content of the novel I read is correct, you did accumulate a lot of virtue in your last life. You secretly saved so many disaster victims, established a school, and killed so many villains who kidnapped and trafficked children. Saved those ignorant girls who were trafficked, and stopped many times of man-made plagues..."

Lin Anan counted with her fingers, "At least 10,000+ lives were saved."

Qin Lu buried his head in her neck, kissed her for a while, and said in a low voice: "In my previous life, I helped Mo Aotian kill many people, and later became powerful and powerful. Everything I did was nothing more than atonement. .I never thought that I could accumulate good deeds and blessings, I never thought that I would have a chance to do it all over again, and I never thought that God would bestow you on me."

"So in this life, you must fulfill your dream." Lin Anan rubbed against his chest, a little lazy, like a coquettish cat, she whispered: "Let this be a peaceful and prosperous world."

"Peace and prosperity..." Qin Lu murmured softly, gently stroking the long hair of the man in his arms.

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In the following days, Lin Anan and Qin Lu left early and returned late. The people in the compound were very curious. Sometimes they wanted to report things, but they couldn't find the lord.

Father Guo asked: "Senior Baili, do you know what the lord and mistress have been up to these days?"

"I don't know." The old farmer was practicing calligraphy, and glanced at Guo Babao's handwriting with disgust.

Guo Babao lowered his head with a guilty conscience and practiced calligraphy seriously.

Two days ago, Senior Baili discovered the wooden plank that my younger brother invented to quickly write five-element characters. Senior Baili just confiscated the wooden plank, turned around and left without saying anything or reprimanding him.

Unexpectedly, that night, Father Guo rushed home angrily, holding the wooden plank in his hand, rushed over and beat Guo Babao with the wooden plank.

Guo Babao's back hurts even now.

Father Guo looked at the handwriting written by the eighth son in the eyes of senior Baili, and his chest felt tight with anger, "Your dog crawling handwriting is not as good as your tenth brother!"

Guo Shibao lowered his head silently, but he didn't dare to show his hatred at this moment.

The starling did not confess the culprit who invented the wooden slats. If he did, he would not be able to escape a beating.

Guo Babao glanced sideways at his younger brother, feeling depressed, turned his grief and anger into strength, and practiced calligraphy vigorously. Didn't senior Baili say that his calligraphy was weak, so he should write vigorously!I don't believe it, I can't practice good calligraphy by myself!

The old farmer put down the brush in his hand and saw that it was getting dark outside: "The lord and mistress haven't come back yet?"

Father Guo nodded and sighed: "Many things have been delayed. My eldest son is on his way here, and the ten thousand soldiers have yet to find their whereabouts. The lord and mistress have disappeared..." Worrying, Mrs. Worrying!
The old farmer was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "It should be to find a place to house the 1 people."

Father Guo sighed, "It's been several days."

"Where do people arrange to live temporarily?" the old farmer asked.

Father Guo frowned tightly, with a solemn expression on his face: "I have vacated all the restaurants, and several people can squeeze in a room for a while, but these days the restaurants are always full, and many people have already been eyeing them. There will be leaks. Many people bid to buy this group of people, but they put it on hold because the price could not be negotiated. When they collected enough money, they found that they had already been bought. Find out who bought it."

(End of this chapter)