What has happened to this person recently?

He is clearly a calm and indifferent person, so why is he suddenly so passionate? From time to time, he would show his personality as a domineering and affectionate male protagonist in romantic dramas in front of him.

Faced with his blank look, she did not escape. She held her chin with one hand, her eyes lingering on his face, and she said with a pursed lips: "When a man looks like you, his appearance is impeccable.

It’s over.”

"Can it be that I can only win people with my appearance?" There was disappointment in his tone.

"It's enough here for me!"

"Xia Qianqian!" He began to call her by her full name again, "You are becoming more and more arrogant when you talk in front of me."

"It was you who asked me to tell the truth." She shrank to the corner of the carriage, looking pitiful.

"Peng!" He suddenly came closer and reached out to flick her on the forehead, "Don't think that because His Highness dotes on you, you are lawless."

"The day before yesterday, in front of Mr. He, you still let me pretend to be powerful. Why, it can't be done now."

Xia Qianqian touched the sore spot on her forehead and said reluctantly: "His Royal Highness, you are supposed to keep your word, but instead you change your words day and night. How can you be so convincing..."

Ji Zimo: "..."

Looking at the sullen expression of the girl in front of him, he suddenly realized a truth.

Never reason with women.

Because women don’t make sense in front of you at all.

At the shaft of the car, Xiao Yong and Geng Zhong looked at each other, suppressing smiles and not daring to say anything.

In the court hall, His Highness, who can tell the difference between king and minister, never had the slightest advantage in front of a little girl.

The green tent carriage was speeding by on the avenue.

After a while, the carriage came down from the main road and headed towards Xia's house along the path at the end of the village.

At the entrance of the village, there were two villagers guarding them. When they saw a carriage approaching, one of them picked up a shovel and stood in the center of the trail. He looked alert and shouted, "Who is coming to Fu'an Village? Please tell me your name?"

Geng Zhong tightened the reins, and the horse neighed and forcibly stopped.

But the man stood there, trying not to dodge or dodge, and was almost trampled under the horse's hoof.

"Liu Erniu, I'm going to kill you!" Geng Zhong couldn't help roaring.

"I want to protect Fu'an Village and my wife's cows!" Liu Erniu picked up the shovel in his hand and glared at Geng Zhong, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

That ferocious look is really a bit like a door god.

Xia Qianqian lifted the car curtain and called out, "Liu Erniu!"

Liu Erniu looked up and couldn't help but feel silly, "It's my daughter-in-law... she's my sister!"

He remembered Xia Qianqian's words well, if he dared to call her wife in person, he would be beaten.

Last time, she beat him with a tree branch. The movement was not big, but it hit vital points everywhere. He was beaten so hard that he screamed hysterically, and inexplicably felt shadows and fear in his heart.

"Why are you guarding the entrance to the village?"

Liu Erniu has been running around in the village all day, but today he is staying here in a disciplined manner.

"There are a lot of cows there."

Liu Erniu has a tall body, but his appearance and eyes reveal a touch of childlike innocence, "Uncle Wang said the cow belongs to you, so I came to look after it for you. Uncle Wang gave me milk to drink. The milk tastes delicious."<

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It turns out that Uncle Wang exchanged a bowl of milk for a loyal guard.

Xia Qianqian got out of the car, took out two candies from her sleeves, and handed them to her, "Here you go, this is your reward for being obedient."

Liu Erniu's eyes glowed golden, he took the candy and looked left and right. For a moment, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do.

Xia Qianqian smiled and waved, "Let's walk back!"

Ji Zimo, who was following, stepped forward. When he passed by Liu Erniu, he glanced at him lightly.

Liu Niuer shrank in fright, held the candy in his hand, protected it over his heart, and looked at him nervously and warily.

"Remember, she is my wife." Ji Zimo solemnly warned, declaring his ownership.

His voice was very low, almost like a whisper, but the coercion emanating from his whole body suddenly frightened Liu Erniu so much that his heart skipped a beat.

Why is this person scarier than the fierce sister?

Liu Erniu pursed his lips, looked at Ji Zimo aggrievedly, and was so frightened that he hid behind a tree.

Xia Qianqian, who was walking in front, turned around, looked at his appearance, and hurriedly called to Ji Zimo, "Squid, hurry up."

When he came to her side, she whispered: "His mind is just that of a child, why are you trying to scare him?"

"Are you feeling sorry for him?" He was a little annoyed.

"No!" Xia Qianqian glanced at him and said speechlessly: "I think you have become so childish recently!"

When the two walked to the door of the cowshed, Uncle Wang held a bundle of grass in his arms. Just as he was about to go out, he saw them and said happily: "Girl, Mr. Mo, you are back."

Xia Qianqian stepped forward and said with concern: "Uncle Wang, thank you for your hard work."

"Where is the hard work!"

Uncle Wang put down the bundle of grass in his hand, dusted himself off, and said happily: "I have been planting crops and raising cattle all my life, and this little work is nothing."

"Let's go see the cows!" He bent down and politely led them to the cowshed.

Stepping into the hospital, you will see ten cows eating in rows of cowsheds standing in front of stone troughs.

Under the shed on the side, Lao Tiantou squatted on the ground, holding a large guillotine, and was cutting bundles of grass into inch-long fodder bit by bit.

Hearing the noise, he raised his head and saw that it was Xia Qianqian. He quickly dropped the guillotine in his hand, wiped his hand on his clothes, and said awkwardly: "Miss Xia, you are back."

"Well!" Xia Qianqian nodded, "Uncle Tian, ​​how come you can dry hay so early?"

Lao Tiantou glanced at Ji Zimo beside Xia Qianqian, his expression became more and more reserved, "Although it is early summer and there are green grass everywhere in the mountains, winter will come in the blink of an eye. If you want to prepare enough hay for the winter with the food intake of ten cows,

I’m afraid it will take a lot of effort.”

He pointed at the bundles of green grass beside him and said with a naive smile: "So, I took advantage of the fact that there is a lot of grass in the field, cut more, chopped it with a guillotine, and took advantage of the good sunshine to dry it all and put it away. In winter

, then you won’t be anxious.”

Xia Qianqian looked at the workload, which was also very huge. "If there is a shortage of manpower, please inform the village chief and ask him to help arrange it."

"No, no, no!" Lao Tiantou waved his hand, "Uncle Wang and I work together. Every day, after we feed the cows, we start to prepare materials. There is a lot of work, but we don't have much strength, so we don't need to send people.

”

This old farmer is worthy of being Uncle Wang’s close friend.

They are both down-to-earth, hard-working and humble.

There is nothing wrong with Xia Qianqian.

"What are the milk yields of these cows now?"

Xia Qianqian is more concerned about this. Next, she will develop related industries, and there are still many places that need milk.

As soon as professional matters were mentioned, Lao Tiantou became interested.
Chapter completed!