The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

The hero of the plot, Yuan Chen, has a brother and a sister.

But he is already an adult and has his own home.

The stepmother couldn't deal with these two people, so she wanted to drag Yuan Chen into the water.

The problem is, the confused father can't understand this question, and thinks it's good to kiss more.

There are not so many sayings now, not that two people can't be together because of this level of brother-sister relationship.

Yuan Chen felt disgusted by his father's attitude.

In a fit of anger, he took Li Zhan directly to the countryside.

But even if he left willfully, the family would not let him be wronged.

Father is confused, but grandpa, brothers and sisters, and even grandparents are not confused, and will take special care of him.

Therefore, Yuanchen will not endure hardships, nor will he be short of money.

He came to the field right now, just to ask the captain what they were going to do tomorrow.

Ask clearly before deciding whether they are going to do it.

However, because of the appearance of these two people, the girl in the field was full of love.

Xie Qiaoling also covered her small face, and said in a low voice, "Ah, the educated youths from this city are really good-looking."

The little girl only finished elementary school, and she doesn't have much education.

Not to mention two lines of poems without exaggeration, to express the difference between Yuan Chen and Li Zhan.

Therefore, I can only use one sentence to go around the world.

Wen Ling smiled after hearing this, but didn't respond.

Someone came to pick up the seeds, Wen Ling just helped to register.

"Wen Zhiqing, do you think all the male educated youths in your city are so good-looking?" Yuan Chen and Li Zhan looked so good-looking that they overwhelmed the other educated youths. At this time, Xie Qiaoling instinctively ignored the others and asked directly. Wen Ling.

"Well, this needs to be divided. Aren't there many male educated youths in the village?" Wen Ling didn't answer this question directly, but pushed it back.

Wen Ling was also afraid that this girl would be such a big mouthed person again, it would be interesting for her to spread the word back after she finished speaking.

Hearing what Ling said, Xie Qiaoling really thought about it seriously.

After thinking about it, he shook his head, and said in a low voice and shyly: "That's because Zhiqing Yuan is different from Zhiqing Li, they are exceptionally handsome."

Wen Ling smiled, just as someone came to collect the seeds again, and Wen Ling was released.

After registering, the seeds were distributed again, and Wen Ling was finally free.

Yuan Chen and Li Zhan, who were not far away, had already finished asking questions, and now they were thinking, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the village, they went for a stroll to see the environment, so that they could get acquainted.

"Will there be a good show?" Wen Ling saw that the two of them were not heading back to the dormitory, so he couldn't help asking 233 in a low voice.

But his eyes still drifted over Xie Ziqing's body.

But soon, Xie Ziqing went to fetch water, his figure was far away, and he couldn't see clearly.

233 was sensible right away, and gave Wen Ling a live broadcast.

Yuan Chen and Li Zhan walked into the village swaggeringly.

This is a chance for Xie Yindi who is bored at home and cannot go out.

Xie Yindi hurt her leg, and it was not convenient for her to go to the ground in recent months.

But she can't go to work, and she has already delayed one person's work points. It is impossible to let another person in the family come and delay another person's work points.

So, now that she is at home by herself, it is convenient for her.

Xie Yindi couldn't sit still since she heard the news of Yuan Chen and Li Zhanlai during lunch.

If it weren't for my own family, I couldn't be the head of the house, and because my leg was broken, I couldn't walk.

She wished she could go to work in the afternoon and deliver meals at noon.