My Prince Has Farmlands

Chi Ziyu is really afraid of pain and death, but that's better than being spoiled by the old man.

She stood by the fish pond with clear water, holding the belt she had just untied from her waist.

She wanted to find a crooked neck tree and break it by herself. As a result, she strangled it for a long time. The branch creaked and broke.

She fell in all directions and was too frightened to hang up the southeast branch.

She wants to jump into the fish pond. Even if she is dead, don't fill the house for landlord Yang!

Landlord Yang is in his sixties this year. When Chi Ziyu married him, I'm afraid he had to call him "Grandpa".

The fish pond is contracted by Qijia in the village. It is large and deep. There are many fish in it. Qijia's old four comes to catch a few fish every ten days and a half months.

As soon as Chi Ziyu bowed his head, he did see a lot of fish swimming around.

How free!

It doesn't matter. When she dies, she will be free. She won't sacrifice her happiness to fulfill her delusional third brother!

Chi Ziyu didn't think about it. As soon as his eyes closed, he jumped down.

Splash, splash.

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The pond has not been flat for a long time. A row of green bamboo rafts are slowly swimming across the water, rippling.

Qijia's fourth son happened to take a bamboo raft to catch fish. Unfortunately, he also caught a girl with untidy clothes.

On the surface of the water, the blue belt loosened by Chi Ziyu is still floating, gently soft.

Chi Ziyu drank enough water from the fish pond, with drooping hair and wet body, lying on the bamboo raft.

Finally, I opened my eyes and looked at the blue sky with a confused face.

The bamboo raft rowed past, and the water was ringing.

"Am I dead?"

As soon as Chi Ziyu opened his mouth, he choked a mouthful of muddy water in his throat.

In the twinkling of an eye, she saw the man who was healthy and calm, fishing at leisure, and the lush bamboo forest around her.

She's still alive.

The man turned his back to her. He was tall and slender. His black hair was simply pulled in half with a peach wood hairpin, and the other half was scattered behind.

The tailored blue gray cloth dress is obviously the most common dress of a countryman, but he wears it with an elegant taste.

It's just that there are a few holes in the clothes. I don't know how to mend them. It's too shabby to wear them like this.

A look at this kind of man, there is no woman at home

The idea of contempt flashed, and Chi Ziyu suddenly realized where he was.

"You are!" Chi Ziyu got up from the bamboo raft in shock, slipped his clothes down his shoulders and didn't notice, "qixingyun?!"

Qijia is an old man who lives in Xingyun. He is a notorious man in Yunshui village. Whenever the villagers meet him, they have to give up.

Because this man is so strange that he doesn't like to talk to people. Even with his own people, he won't talk more than three sentences all day.

People in the village say that the man looks good, but he is mentally ill and has bad conduct. Therefore, no one dares to marry him after being single in the village for so many years.

It's said that he would be violent at home. It's hard to beat outsiders, and it's also hard to beat the family. Before that, he disabled a man in the village. Qijia lost a lot of medical money.

It's said that he doesn't like cleanliness. His place is as messy as a pigsty.

It is said that it emits an unbearable smell, and no one dares to enter his room all the time.

In the eyes of the young girls in the village, this man is a typical example of marrying a husband.

Marry anyone. Don't marry Qi Laosi. It's widely spread in the village.

……

Chi Ziyu thinks he thinks too much. It's not surprising to meet qixingyun in the fish pond.