Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

"But, brother, shouldn't you go to such a thing? Why did I go? " Murong Yue asked mu with a smile. He finally figured it out. He always thought, what's wrong with this matter? Now I want to come here, isn't it?

You know, my elder brother is very strict with his future sister-in-law. Let alone men, they are almost male. As long as they are male, they are not allowed to contact with each other. How can we let them pass at this time?

"Nonsense, if I can coax you well, can I help you?" A Mu Bai Murong jump one eye, that suspicious look in the eyes, as if have no God to dislike generally say: "I can't admit, so stupid, unexpectedly is my younger brother."

"So it is." Murong Yue understand this, toward a mu smile, smile, there are a lot of calculation.

A broken mirror joined together. A Mu, who was watching the game, began to feel that the game was not reliable. The smile was seen by himself. It seemed as if he was threatening him in silence. "Brother, look, whether you and my sister-in-law can suck up this time depends on my help."

"Don't laugh, go quickly, otherwise, I'll ask Su Niangzi to postpone the construction period of clothes for another three months. When you see the time, you can get the clothes, and how do you wear them?" Amu roared at Murong Yue.

"ZA, the naked threat." Murong Yue thought, looking at amu's appearance, he shrunk his neck. This time, it seems that the situation is serious, and Murong Yue doesn't care to make fun of it. He nods and simply tidies up. Without taking the carriage, he goes to the general's residence.

Ask, this life, for whom, efforts to run?

The answer is self-evident.

When song qiuer hears Murong Yue echoing himself, he looks at him strangely. At this time, Murong Yue looks magnanimous. Looking at Song qiuer, song qiuer suddenly feels that his words are very dull.

"I thought, he did." Song qiuer squeaked. Halfway through, he was interrupted by Murong Yue. Listening to Murong Yue, he said, "sister-in-law, since my brother is out, let's go out and see what you need. Let's go shopping then! Lose all my brother's money Murong Yue tries his best to give song qiuer bad advice.

Song qiuer listens to in this words, direct export "good."

Hum, aren't you busy collecting money? That's good. When you get home, I'll spend it for you!

Murong Yue looks at Song qiuer's full of fighting spirit. His words are in his mouth. He doesn't want to fight song qiuer face to face. In fact, according to the money of the general's house, maybe you can't spend it all your life.

It's just that Murong Yue didn't expect that this time, just because of his sudden idea, ah Mu and song qiu'er began to go further and further.

"Where is Qiu Er going?" Qingluan comes out of the room, looks at Song qiuer and asks with a smile.

"We're going to the street. Should sister qingluan follow us?" Murong Yue asks qingluan with a smile before Song qiuer opens his mouth.

Qingluan also felt that she was not welcomed by Murong Yue.

Still looking at Song qiuer with a smile and ignoring Murong in a few words, song qiuer saw it and had to smile and answer it again with bedlam, saying, "we're going to the street, qingluan. You can go with us. There are so many people and it's more fun."

Hearing this, Murong Yue just stares at qingluan. He doesn't like the girl in front of him. He is the same girl at home. Murong Yue has mentioned it to him many times, saying that qingluan is not a simple person.

"Good." Qingluan replied with a smile.

Recently, that person is coming too. I'd better find a chance for song qiuer to meet that person.

"No, sister-in-law, there are no four people in the carriage!" Murong refused directly.

"Aren't we the only ones?" Song qiuer has some doubts.

"Ha - but we have to pick up the moon by the way." Some people in Murong have noticed that when they just refused too fast, some of them were guilty and had to pull out Zhao Jingyue as a shield.

"Here it is." When song qiuer heard this, he hesitated. Just now he made an invitation. At this moment, others couldn't go. No matter qingluan or Zhao Jingyue, he couldn't give up.

Seeing song qiuer's appearance, qingluan secretly scolds Murong Yu Ren and Murong ting. It's true that the Murong family didn't see anything good. At the beginning, it was not easy for them to wait for a Murong ting. Now it's OK, and suddenly there's another Murong Yue. The Murong family really came to conquer her!

"In that case, I won't go." Qingluan just lowered her head, with a look of depression on her face.

Looking at qingluan, song qiuer didn't feel much better.

"Qingluan." Just as song qiuer wants to stop, he is interrupted by Murong Yue.

Seeing Murong Yue take a look, qingluan, who looks a little lonely in the back, has a happy look on her face. Her elder brother says that this woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp. As a result, she is just like this. Now, is she forced away by herself?

"Sister-in-law, there are not so many people in the carriage. If sister qingluan really wants to buy something, she will tell us that we can bring it back." Murong Yue presses down song qiuer's outstretched hand and begins to comfort song qiuer.

After seeing qingluan go, song qiuer's mind is not around him.

As she walked along, qingluan kept a few words in her heart. Listening to Murong Yu's comforting song qiuer, she cursed Murong Yue and wished to express her sympathy to her ancestors. At the same time, she began to shake her shoulders and sob her clothes. Big tears fell down. On the bluestone slab, she soon saw tears.

At the beginning, song qiuer was still hesitating. Suddenly, he saw qingluan sobbing, but he didn't care about anything.

Catching up with qingluan and looking at the red around her eyes, her eyes are full of tears. She can't help but feel distressed. She takes out a veil from her sleeve, stares at Murong Yue, and begins to speak softly to comfort her. Qingluan says, "qingluan doesn't cry. It's OK. At that time, we'll take two carriages. I'll be with you, so we don't have to worry about the problem of not enough seats."

Speaking of this, song qiuer specially put out his finger to compare two, which made qingluan laugh.

"Well, don't cry if you laugh. It's not good-looking if you suffer." Song qiuer seldom talks to qingluan with a straight face. He always takes good care of his little sister who was seriously injured for himself at that time. Even now, he is reluctant to say a heavy word to her.

"Well, I'll sit with my sister." Qingluan's voice is tender. She wipes away her tears and says to song qiuer.

"Well, then, my sister will buy sugar for you."