Spicy Farming Wife:General's Busy In Chasing His wife

A large basket of fried hemp leaves, Su Hongshan was not polite, and took one to eat with a smile.

Thank you and went home with food.

Su Hongshan has been very busy and moved to a new house at the entrance of the village. She has not been in the village for some time.

Many people saw that she rarely came into the village and said hello one after another. At the same time, many people went back to their houses and brought their own things to her.

As always, they are home grown dishes and so on.

It's not a valuable thing. Su Hongshan can't refuse it. She accepts all the visitors.

Until I couldn't take anything in my hand, I just shook my head with a smile to the person who gave the thing:

"I can't take it any more. You see, I can't take it in my hand."

"It's OK, it's OK. We'll send it to your home. If you have many families, where can we eat this food?"

"It is said that Han Dazhuang of your family can eat a pot of rice at a meal. It is estimated that these things are not enough for your family's Han Dazhuang."

Su Hongshan: "has Han Dazhuang's reputation for being able to eat spread all over the country? It's known that he can eat a big pot of rice.

However, she still wants to say that a big pot of rice may not be enough. No matter how much she makes, she never brings leftovers.

As a result, Su Hongshan went around the village and came back home with many dishes.

These people sent her home, but they didn't stay much, so they went back directly.

Su Hongshan beckons people to take things back, full of helplessness, and says she can't go to the village. Look, it's hard to refuse so many things.

Looking up, I saw that Han Dazhuang was back.

As soon as she saw him, Su Hongshan couldn't help thinking about what the villagers said about Han Dazhuang eating a big pot of rice just now. She couldn't help laughing.

When Han Dazhuang saw her from a distance, he laughed at him and stopped walking. Then he stepped up to her:

"what's the matter? So happy? "

Su Hongshan smiles and shakes her head: "it's OK."

"Well?"

Han Dazhuang has some doubts in his voice.

Su Hongshan looked at him and said with a smile, "I'm just curious. Why don't you just eat fat?"

This figure is no one, the standard eight abdominal muscles, narrow waist and wide shoulders, wearing clothes show thin, undressed show flesh... No wonder she and he stay in the same space recently, she can't help thinking about seven and eight.

This man is in such a good shape that she can't help thinking about it.

Han Dazhuang picked his eyebrows, but nodded his head seriously and said:

"I only have strength to eat."

Su Hongshan was stunned and turned her eyes speechless.

However, it is true that this is a man who can kill a tiger with one blow. It is a fact that he can only eat with long strength, although it is enviable.

She stopped talking about the jealousy and asked, "what do you say about going to the village head's workshop? When will the workers be in place? "

"The village head has arranged it. I'll come later."

As they were talking, they saw a carriage coming in at the entrance of the village.

"Who is this?"

Su Hongshan was puzzled when she saw the carriage stop in front of them. The people on the car lifted the curtain and asked, "fellow townsman, is Su Cuilan from this village?"