Extreme Demon Little Farmer

Tang's home is next to Ding Dahu's. There is only one wall between the two families. One morning, Tang Laoer and Tang Laobian and their son. I used the millstone in the yard as a table and drank morning wine here.

These two people are short-time five short stature, only one meter six class height. It is estimated that they are developing horizontally.

"Tut Tut, Ling Feiyu, when did you get to the village? Didn't you bring us any presents? " Tang Laoer grabbed the glass and asked.

Tang Laobian has the appearance of twenty-three or forty-four. He looks at Zhang Mingyue with two straight eyes. He has long been interested in Zhang Mingyue. When he knew that Ding Dahu was taking 300000 to propose marriage, he was almost not angry to death.

"Uncle Tang, I'm here to rent a car. I want to go to the county Ling Feiyu said directly.

"Rent a car? If you drive it yourself, three hundred and one days. I'll have to fill up my gas when I come back. " Tom put down his glass“ hey,. You're rich. You don't care

"Moon, let's go!" Ling Feiyu turned around and left.

"Well, well, you can bargain." Cried Tang Laoer. But Ling Feiyu left with Zhang Mingyue.

"Dad, it's not right. Ding Dahu's family went to propose marriage. Now Zhang Mingyue looks like she's a couple with Ling Feiyu. " Tang Laobian had doubts on his face.

After his grandfather died, Ling Feiyu sent his ashes back. And a white banquet in the yard, otherwise. Tang Laoer doesn't know Ling Feiyu.

"What does that have to do with you. Ling Feiyu is rich and handsome. It's not normal to kick dingdahu Tang Laoer guessed right at once. But it can only make Tang more depressed.

"Brother Yu, what shall we do?" Zhang Mingyue asked Ling Feiyu with a red face.

"Is there a van seller in town?" Ling Feiyu said, "let's go to town and buy one. Only tens of thousands of dollars. Fast! By the way, do you have a bicycle at home? "

"Yes, yes." Zhang Mingyue said, "my father has an old-fashioned two eight bar."

Zhang Mingyue also has a women's bicycle. This did not move the mind, let Ling Feiyu ride with her.

Riding on the two eight bars, Ling Feiyu pedals fast. Zhang Mingyue, blushing with shame and happiness, sat in the back seat of the car. Such scenes, in Zhang Mingyue's mind, do not know how many times. I just didn't expect to realize it one day.

All the way through the village. There are only about 30 families in lingjiazhuang. Most of the adults went out to work. Ling Feiyu and Zhang Mingyue passed by the village. Let the people in the village Leng for a while, remember this is Ling Feiyu back.

At the entrance of the village, I saw Ding Dahu riding a motorcycle. Zhang Mingyue put her hand around Ling Feiyu's waist. Bravely put a face on Ling Feiyu's back.

Ding Dahu saw Ling Feiyu riding with Zhang Mingyue from a distance. He wished he could step forward and kick Ling Feiyu over. But when you think about Ling Feiyu's military value, you still don't have the courage.

Now I see Zhang Mingyue's intimacy with Ling Feiyu. Ding Dahu's eyes are red. With a shake of the hand, the motorcycle ran into the ditch inside.

Ling Feiyu felt an arm around his waist. Then a soft body pressed against his back. He can clearly feel that the two groups of soft things with elasticity. Let Ling Feiyu heart a shake, car faucet a shake, almost into the ditch. It's a small river, two meters wide and one meter deep. But the water is clear.

From Zhang Mingyue tightly pasted on his back. Ling Feiyu will understand when he is still shaking gently. Anyway, the girl behind will follow him all her life.

He could feel Zhang Mingyue's firmness and determination. This is the sensitive sense of the practitioner. It's easy to feel the mood of ordinary people.

At the end of the road, there is a van seller. It cost more than 35000 yuan to buy a van. Throw the two eight bars into the car, and Ling Feiyu drives back.

Zhang Mingyue sat in the co pilot's seat with a happy face. I just feel that no matter what happens in my life, I am poor or rich. Facing the wind and rain with brother Yu. It's all happy things.

The car only has a temporary driver's license, and some procedures will take some time to get. Talking with Zhang Mingyue all the way, I moved all the pear baskets to the car when I got home. The seat in the back of the car is not on.

"Brother Yu, shall we go to the market?" Zhang Mingyue asked.

"How can you sell money there. Send it directly to the hotel. No one wants such a good thing! " Ling Feiyu said haughtily.

It was already ten o'clock when the car started again. When passing by the village. That dingdahu is still there, playing with his motorcycle.

"Hey, hey, this guy's car went into the river to wash. The engine must be dead. " Ling Feiyu turned his mouth.