Little Pretty Doctor Farmer

Xiaocui can see what old lady Yun is doing at a glance. Without waiting for old lady Yun to react, she collects the food on the table.

Cloud old woman watched Xiaocui take the meal, angry cloud old woman rushed to and Xiaocui tear together.

Xiaocui has been working in the village all the year round. She has a lot of energy in her hand. When old lady Yun comes, she doesn't wait for Wang Cheng to help her. She just kicks old lady Yun over.

"Dead old lady, I'm not afraid of you. Today, I'll leave my words here. I'll give you some food to eat. Even if I throw it away, you have to pick it up. If you're not satisfied, tell Miss Yun to see if she's standing on my side or on your side." Xiaocui crossed her waist in both hands and said in a cold voice.

As the saying goes, the villain has her own mill. Old lady Yun is the villain. When she meets someone who is more powerful than her, she has to admit it. Besides, how dare she tell Yun Xiuqing about it? Yun Xiuqing can't wait to get rid of her. Old lady Yun takes a look at Xiaocui, gets up and goes back to her room.

"Xiaocui, are we too cruel to the old woman?" Wang Cheng is a big man. Seeing their brother and sister bullying old lady Yun, he suddenly feels guilty.

"Cruel what cruel, cloud old woman belongs to is pedal nose on the face, you give her face, she can ride on your neck, besides, cloud girl how good person, so good person, all can't get along with this cloud old woman, you say this old woman is how hateful." Xiaocui and old lady Yun have been together for more than a day, and she has seen old lady Yun's ugly face all over again. She just felt that she didn't know how to hate her.

Wang Cheng also thinks that Yun Xiuqing, a kind-hearted girl, can't get along with old lady Yun. Old lady Yun is certainly not a good thing.

After returning to her room, old woman Yun cursed Xiaocui and Wang Cheng according to her muttering belly. She hated her teeth when she thought that the couple had cooked so many dishes.

Finally, old lady Yun couldn't bear hunger, so she went out of the room and came to the kitchen door. However, when she pushed the door in, she found that the kitchen door was already locked, and even the kitchen windows were closed tightly. Let alone herself, the mice who could only make holes didn't go in.

Just at this time, Xiaocui's door suddenly opened, which made old lady Yun's legs soften.

"Why, did you find the chicken bone?" Xiaocui hands ring chest, the old God asked.

Old lady Yun stares at Xiaocui and turns back to her room.

Old lady Yun here is hungry, while Yun Xiuqing, who is staying in Zhang's house, is treated with good wine and meat.

When Master Zhang learned from Pu weicang that Yun Xiuqing was still hungry, he ordered the cook to stir fry the dishes. He made a large table for Yun Xiuqing, without any heavy samples.

Yun Xiuqing watched Pu weicang go out for such a big table of food. She was surprised and couldn't close her mouth: "Pu weicang, did you ask the cook to cook it? I told you to keep a low profile when we go out. "

"It was master Zhang who ordered the cook to do so much when he heard that you were hungry. Originally, Master Zhang wanted to come and have dinner with you. I thought there was an outsider. You must not eat well, so I refused him." Pu weicang is a cautious man. He doesn't like to see Yun Xiuqing eating.

Yun Xiuqing didn't know Pu weicang's careful eye. She said, "Pu weicang, you're so sweet. What can I do without you?"

Pu weicang sits on one side, looking at Yun Xiuqing's bold and unconstrained eating, and makes a hook. All he does is to make Yun Xiuqing inseparable from him. At present, he is very successful.

Yun Xiuqing had a full meal, and finally collapsed on the wooden chair with a big burp. The feeling of satiety was good.

Maybe beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Just now Yun Xiuqing's indecent behavior is still lovely in Pu weicang's eyes.

"Pu weicang, do you think that Zhang Shen dares to tell Laozi about his teasing me today?" Yun Xiuqing is full now, and she has time to think about other things.