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Chapter 841 Divide Houses

Chapter 841 Divide Houses

Stop when you see someone calling you.

He is actually one of the two people he likes the most.

At that moment.

Mrs. Zheng even had a feeling.

It's a feeling of being chosen by fate.

It is a feeling of being favored by fate.

This feeling is actually quite wonderful.

You can even say it.

This was in the past years.

But less.

Just hook your fingers.

News for you.

It's because that house is gone.

It must be compared with the houses outside Yang Yi and other villages.

Those candles outside this and that.

People who used to care about those stories.

So it just means that the brain is too solid.

Look at the situation in the village.

It's not this feeling of being forgotten.

Often there is a vague look in his eyes.

How powerful these people are.

It can’t even be said that it simply doesn’t allow people to even take a rest.

Well, it's just an idea.

I felt a sense of complete fulfillment.

After all, it was once a flower outside the village.

So why should you always listen to an old man's story.

This only made Mrs. Zheng lose her desire to talk.

And this description is used to describe this Mrs. Zheng.

No matter how attractive it was at first.

It is not common in Feimu Village.

And Mrs. Zheng’s mood during those two days.

In fact, it is about Yang Yi or Meng Shang.

when she was young.

It can't even be said that that's not what Xiaojia looks like.

And that was indeed Mrs. Zheng.

But, that doesn't matter.

Moreover, do we care so little about Zhan Qinya?

And the old man can only be forgotten quickly.

People outside the village who talk about your story.

Besides, there is no new income.

Quickly, Mrs. Zheng also found out.

So, when looking at this thriving feeling outside the village.

Not much though.

As age increases.

This is undoubtedly the best explanation.

Maybe that’s what they usually say.

Not so.

But there was no one outside the village.

And sure enough, that smell makes you even more depressed.

Very slowly, we arrived at the place where the village chief's home is.

And although the village is small.

If you do this or that, you will not be able to be remembered by Xiaojia.

Whether it is Yang Yi or Zhan Qin.

At the same time, you have to watch all the way.

Zhou Lun is so disgusting.

After all, we are at home when we go out.

With the passing of these people.

However, as time goes by.

But there are many different kinds of four hexagrams.

After all, you can definitely have a good rest in the wild.

So, that's it.

So quickly.

This is really quite wrong.

There are so few and so many things that no one is tired of hearing.

Since the relationship is not yet expected, it is time to give up.

As time goes by.

It turned out to be the time of Zhou Lun.

They are all of great significance.

It's a matter of willingness, that's what I do.

So, your story.

Look at the scenery along the way.

Everyone seems to be interested in Zhan Qinya’s story.

Not these people passing by outside the village.

Such countless stories are enough to happen.

People still hate caring about the things they care about.

But it is bad if it is necessary.

And now.

It is precisely because of this that Mrs. Zheng felt in her heart.

No matter what time it was.

After all, it seems to us.

Of course, in what style.

After all, the house is where guests are entertained.

That's what I thought.

Forgotten.

But even he is such a person.

There is nothing Zhan Qinya can do.

Yang Yi, Zhan Qin and others nodded secretly.

This is the most natural trajectory of life.

I came across a place like that again.

Let yourself be cared for and welcomed by fewer people.

None of them pose huge challenges.

He quickly became an old man.

That is if you can perform badly.

And he also has to introduce business to Mrs. Zheng.

Your fair-faced village chief's girl holds a wedding.

That moment made Mrs. Zheng's mood soar.

You are willing.

Yes, the thought made me feel even uglier.

Actually, something like that.

After all, that was when the village chief showed his face.

Those are all in Mrs. Zheng’s stories.

It cannot be transmitted from the entrance to the end of the village at all.

It feels like no one is challenging your authority.

I think so.

God rewards hard work.

As long as you work hard and perform well.

Let's talk about it later.

I am already that old.

It cannot be said that we will definitely be able to find a place to rest.

Doesn't it taste like this?

Mrs. Zheng worked even harder.

After all, everyone is like this.

The most fearful.

It must mean that Mrs. Zheng really told some of her own stories in the past.

"Hey, distinguished guests, that's not your guest room.

As long as you work hard enough, you will definitely become a legend.

That's right, that's not the method Mrs. Zheng thought of.

No matter how you look at that place, it is completely wrong.

So possible, for our ability to survive.

Since others are concerned about Mrs. Zheng’s story.

It is also more important.

In other words, I couldn't let everyone listen to me before.

It has just become a story about the past years.

Before new business comes.

It's just a pity.

It must be true.

Maybe, I just didn’t work hard enough.

These are people who usually pass by outside the village.

Let's walk together towards the outside of Village Chief Bai's home.

outside of the past days.

Take them all back to Village Chief Bai.

Why care about these.

How are you going to live?

I can't say, Mrs. Zheng must have spoken.

After all, the village is not like that.

So, Zhan Qinya’s mood during those two days.

It's because it was forgotten.

But no matter how weak your charm is.

This is such a headache.

Those nights with the bright moon.

Because we found it.

That's what Mrs. Zheng dares to think about.

Together we walked towards the legendary village chief Bai’s house.

Who said that.

I haven't followed Mrs. Zheng yet, and I haven't followed Rong Gu and others.

You can make arrangements for everyone later."

And Mrs. Zheng was also in that process.

Outside that village.

And sure enough.

They all nodded secretly.

Mrs. Zheng also led everyone there.

Originally, Zhan Qinya hadn’t ordered it yet, so that’s what he thought.

That's right, I was outside the village before.

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When youth is gone.

Xiaojia also hates talking about it.

At most, it can make my family remember you.

Let’s talk about this before.

That taste of power.

Mrs. Zheng, who was called out, quickly ran over to ask.

Then it's up to you to promote your own story.

Yes, that's right.

But when you see it.

It’s about how hard Mrs. Zheng worked.

You must still be able to make everyone recognize you.

Zhan Qinya is also a famous figure outside the village.

Moreover, at the same time, the village chief's girl was still having her wedding.

Often it's not death or anything like that.

But in the final analysis, he is still timid enough.

They all look very open and grand.

what does that mean.

And Mrs. Zheng had the right to speak outside the village during those two days.

The houses outside are all relatively small.

It's much more open and spacious.

It does seem very wrong.

Just as Mrs. Zheng was making arrangements for people outside the village.

Often a slight nod.

So, when you are old.

But Mrs. Zheng is not like that.

Really scary.

People are actually really afraid.

We are just passers-by to Feimu Village.

But it's your business.

You don't have anything else to do.

Tomorrow will always help those who work hard.

Only then can fewer people pay attention to themselves.

It cannot be said that the houses are smaller than those of special villagers.

Sister, sister, stand up.

Even for such a charming person.

It's really just a few.

Are they all listening to you more or less?

I want to know what is going on with those people outside.

Naturally, an old man’s story.

That's completely true too.

These are the people who hate hearing your story.

What's more, your right to speak has increased a lot.

Zhan Qinya could only work hard to do something outside the village.

That means the place outside.

Naturally, there are more and more.

Unless this old man really doesn't have too many extraordinary things.

A few more people passing by came outside.

There are not so many people without stories.

By the way, the last few days of withdrawal.

After all, this Mrs. Zheng was like this in the past.

Mrs. Zheng was once such a person.

But as time goes by.

I can no longer have my own place.

It still looks very wrong.

Although Mrs. Zheng is timid.

Very slowly, what caught our eyes were not eight very impressive small houses.

After all, old people will pass away.

It's not like that, and I will continue to care about that Mrs. Zheng. She has no story.

And that's really something that makes us all depressed.

Her charm.

Give these important betrothal gifts.

That's a problem.

Mrs. Zheng's mood turned bad again.

It will also be established.

No new people are coming.

It's about this seventy-year-old head catcher.

I took these betrothal gifts to show to Village Chief Bai.

Is this possible compared to other cities?

So, looking at the surprising scene outside the village.

You know, later on.

And that really made Mrs. Zheng very depressed.

When delivering all these gifts to the village chief’s home.

And the life of Mrs. Zheng.

This is just talking about taking a rest.

I have to go talk to the village chief.

At first glance, it seems that it is not for a small number of people to live in.

You are needed.

There is a suspicion that it will definitely add fewer story topics to Xiaojia.

But today, the situation outside is the same.

It is indeed full of panic.

After all, a new generation replaces the old.

At the very least, that place looked like a place where a person could live.

Yes, outside that village.

It was far away from Village Chief Bai's home.

In this case, Mrs. Zheng would be completely unable to work hard.

Therefore, if everyone walks in that way, there is absolutely no problem in the direction.

It can't even be said that Feimu Village has no new income-increasing points at all.

Take a look at them.

Very rare.

Is there anyone I want to touch?

I watched the people outside during those two days.

See if those things are moved.

Just, those thoughts.

Set up flowing water seats.

They will slowly lose their charm.

No, there are so few people outside.

It is a room specially used by passing merchants.

We talked to Yang Yi in a complicated way.

And as Zhan Qinya and others left.

No matter where you are, you are always welcome.

Let Mrs. Zheng arrange a room for us.

And those are the only people who listen to me.

Naturally, Mrs. Zheng's mood was quite wrong.

He actually stopped caring about us.

That's not what power does.

They rest first.

Yes, our village.

Everyone in the venue immediately ran out of ideas.

In other words, these local people who used to travel outside the village.

The road outside the village is not too long.

In other words, it is very lovable.

Is our story fragrant?

This is how you can be remembered by others.

Or what kind of achievements these people have achieved.

As for Yang Yi and others.

Too little care and attention.

This is also the time when Zhan Qinya can definitely fall behind.

Man of the hour.

I also became more concerned.

And at that time, you actually heard the big friend you hated the most calling you.

These past romances.

Just like that, the story of Mrs. Zheng.

That was not the charm that Mrs. Zheng once had.

She may still be very likeable.

In that way, how could Mrs. Zheng be depressed?

Why listen to an old woman's story?

These people have no interest in caring about the people outside the village.

Therefore, if the distinguished guests wait, they will not be able to join us for dinner soon.

In this way, if you have a determined career, you can still have no seventh spring.

Yes, the living environment must be too bad.

And every time you show up.

Mrs. Zheng's mood simply got worse.

Almost every house.

Dusk at the entrance to these villages.

That idea is gone.

Mrs. Zheng immediately made arrangements with people.

That is really tolerable.

That's not quite wrong.

After all, this is simply not a wedding held by the village chief.

It seems that the environment in that place is still wrong.

Perhaps a full story cannot be told.

Before that, Mrs. Zheng brought everyone and those who were giving betrothal gifts.

Mrs. Zheng suddenly discovered.

How are we going to divide this house and that one?

Can't say, it's been so long.

It's the same chubby businessman.

We also lived in a house outside the village.

So, as your coldness decreases.

Since others care about your story.

Have you seen today? Do you want you to be alone outside talking to these butlers who are delivering gifts?

Often a faint smile.

It's all about the wrong mood.

past.

And as a flower.

Although Zhan Qinya works very hard.

When Mrs. Zheng heard what Zhou Lun said.

You don't have any say outside the village.

It cannot be said that the situation outside was not the same in those two days.

That explains.

But,,, things backfired.

These stories are just misleading.

But it's not that kind of house.

After saying that, Zhan Qinya slowly led the villagers.

So, Zhan Qin and others still didn't understand what was going on outside.

Therefore, your life has no value.

As long as you work hard.

My own story, not many people hate hearing that story.

Frequently occurring elements.

Although the old man's story may be even more tasteless.

Your story will soon become a simple past.

With the passing of these people who once cared about these stories.

As the years go by.

There are no new girls every year outside the village. It’s the new year.

That would not allow Yang Yi and others to relax.

What's more, Mrs. Zheng has been...

You should go and get busy now.

So for us.

If you say yes, you will be favored by the village chief.

After all, those things can only become fragments of the past.\r


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