Beautiful Rural Cook Girl

As soon as she got home, she hastened to urge: "Xianglan, you should go and give granny Huang a hand. I am so hungry that my throat and eyes turn sour."

"Ah Xiang Lan Ma slips into the kitchen.

Song Liangchen heard the news and brought a plate of Osmanthus cake from the room to meet her.

"Ah! You are my Savior. " "I feel so hungry that I can eat a cow," Mei Jing exaggerates

Song Liangchen laughs, "that I immediately send a person to buy a cow to come and slaughter to give you to eat now."

"Well, you dare to laugh at me." Mei Jing gave him a look and walked into the room while eating osmanthus cake.

"I don't dare. I'm afraid I'll starve you."

"I don't think you're afraid of starving me, you're afraid of starving your son."

"Son?! You said it was a son Song Liangchen eyes a bright, he is not because of what the idea of inheriting the family, just want a son, feel that the son skin is some, can first try to feed.

After accumulating good experience in this way, she will not have to suffer if she comes back to raise a daughter.

Mei Jing turned his white eyes in response.

Song Liangchen knew that Meijing didn't want to continue this topic, so he turned and said, "how about today? Is everything going well? "

"All right." Mei Jing took out her own token and handed it to song Liangchen. She said with a smile: "look, I will be a person with identity and token in the future."

"Well, when I see Mrs. song in the future, I'm going to make a fist salute." Song Liangchen pretended to have a gift.

Meijing Aojiao said, "that's not true. If you are not polite to me, you will never want to eat my cooking again."

"I dare not to be disrespectful to my wife even if it is for the sake of my stomach." Song Liangchen smiles and nests around Meijing. Second Chinese network www.dearzwxs.com

All of a sudden, the original cheerful atmosphere was still, and Mei Jing was holding half of the osmanthus cake that he had not finished eating.

Song Liangchen thought that she was how, scared to rush up, holding her arm both sides nervously asked: "how?"

"It's OK." Mei Jing lowered her head and shook her head. She was a little lonely. "I just think that my business here in Pingzhou is over, and you are going to leave."

“……” Song Liangchen was silent for a long time, "I will send you back to Fengshan first."

"What's the difference? Now that things in Pingzhou are settled, you're going to send me back to Fengshan."

The battle in the front line is tight. Song Liangchen does not dare to delay, so he does not dare to say anything that can not be realized for Meijing.

Mei Jing lost her appetite in an instant. She got up and put the half of the osmanthus cake back to song Liangchen and said, "then I'll tell Xianglan to clean up and get ready to go back at any time."

"Don't be in such a hurry."

"When do you say that?" Mei Jing's tone is not good. In fact, she doesn't have any strange song Liangchen's meaning. She is just bored and has no place to vent.

Song Liangchen sighed and hugged her from behind. After thinking about it carefully, he said, "the next day will be 15. Let's wait until the body of the old man named Bai falls to the ground."

If you stay two more days, you will have two more days.

"Good." Mei Jing's voice is stuffy, completely lost the joy when she just came back.

The two days passed quickly. Meijing felt as if nothing had been done, but it was over.

On weekdays, the bustling West Street has become more lively because of the execution of Baijian. It has reached the point where one can hardly walk one step at a time.

Bai Jian, who used to have unlimited scenery, is now dressed in a prison uniform with messy hair and is about to be beheaded in the street. This humiliation made him want to bite his tongue and commit suicide.