Take Taobao to the Ancient Times

"What is this?" An Xiaojiu jabbed curiously, hard.

If it's soft, you can guess it's a small animal or something, it's hard. What's that?

An Xiaoqi smiled and said, "Brother Rong don't tease us, our two subjects can't guess what it is."

"It's a honeycomb." Rong Jing smiled lightly, and his face was very calm. "An'an kept sipping to drink honey. I didn't expect that luck just now, but I encountered it. I once heard the military doctor said that the girl's house is good for honey It happens that your sisters and An An are drinking honey together. "

An Xiaojiu suddenly felt that in fact, Rong Jing was also a warm man.

Rong Jing didn't look scared on his face and didn't like to talk. Such a tall man gave a lot of oppression, but in fact, many people were in his heart.

His thoughtfulness and warmth are invisible and in the details.

An Xiaojiu felt that if he could marry Rong Jing in the future, he would be very happy.

Moreover, An Xiaojiu always felt that Rong Lao's family was not simple.

In the village, whose name is not simple or even cheap? Look at Rong Jing, Rong An, and Rong Jing has fought.

Generally speaking, those who have been able to return alive after fighting will be more or less compensated or even official titles.

Looking at Rong Jing is also capable, but An Xiaojiu has never heard of Rong Jing's warfare, but only heard that he ruined Rong Jing ...

I always feel that this family is not like the people in the village.

"Thank you Brother Rong first." An Xiaoqi also thanked him without contorting.

Through these two days, An Xiaoqi also learned about Rong Jing's character. Coupled with An Xiaoqi's own personality is quite generous and hearty, but sometimes softened.

In addition, An Xiaoqi, who was oppressed by the environment in the previous home, did not like to talk.

"Let ’s go and hurry back. I am hungry. I taste your sister ’s craft at noon, and the new dumplings. The meat of the dumplings this time, I plan to sell the skin and keep the meat Eat at home. "

"I heard Aunt Qing said that she would marinate meat and make sausages, and then let Aunt Qing marinate the remaining dumplings and eat them later."

"Yeah, it's always a way of eating, and it's tedious."

Several people, while joking, went down the mountain.

It was just at the foot of the mountain that I heard Yang's sharp voice and many onlookers across the distance.

An Xiaoqi and An Xiaoji glanced at each other and hurried to the house.

What's Yang Yang doing again? !!

"Today's money, you must let these two dead girls out!" Yang's actually sitting on the ground, and started to make a splash.

An Xiaoqi got out of the crowd, and the basket had let Rong Jing go to their house first. "Milk, what are you doing?"

"Okay, you finally came out." As soon as Yang saw the An Xiaoqi and the An Xiaojiu behind him, the whole person was excited, stood up directly, and rushed towards An Xiaojiu.

An Xiaojiu was not stupid, and dragged An Xiaoqi away quickly.

The two sisters dodged, but the people watching the crowd did not dodge.

The Yang's flutter actually hit an old man in his fifties!

The old man hugged Yang's, put his big hand on Yang's buttocks, slammed hard, and pushed in his own direction.

The old man felt that his chest was very soft, and he couldn't help but make a cry that wasn't normal. "Sister, you are so old, and you want me to help you, you come to me at night too."

"Hahaha."

The onlookers heard this and immediately laughed.

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"You!" Yang's gutted, and backing up the old man's chest.

That's right.

This old man is also named Yang, but it has nothing to do with Yang's, because he has no money and is not motivated, looks ugly, and has never married a daughter-in-law.

"Oh, look, this big girl's **** is still leaning against my hand, is it because I don't think I'm strong enough?" Old man with a big yellow tooth, said extremely indecent words.

"Slam!" Yang flung Yang's old man with a big ear-scraper and scolded resentfully, "You are an undead smelly hooligan, and then the old lady tears your mouth away!"

The old man was caught by the slap, and turned half a circle directly on the spot.

Hands, naturally released Yang's.

The old man's half of his face swelled, showing how much Yang's energy was exerted.

"You stink!" The old man suddenly got anxious, walked up and grabbed Yang's collar with one hand, and slammed **** Yang's bulging chest with the other hand. Take.

"Ah!" Yang screamed in pain.

Young's kicked to the lower abdomen of the old man.

"Oh!"

It was the sound of the old man kicking Yang's back.

"His!"

It was the sound of the old man still pulling on Yang's chest.

"Ah, I said that you are so old, you are using this bright bellyband, are you robbing your daughter? Is this going to hook up your old man?

The old man pointed at Yang's exposed white flower chest, and the bellyband loose underneath, leaning forward and smiling.

"Haha, I didn't see that this Yang is so old, that's quite old ..."

"No wonder I can't let Father An care about her son regardless of the previous boss. It turned out to be capable."

In the crowd, there is always no shortage of such voices.

An Xiaojiu was a little hesitant.

A few days ago, it was her that was discussed by everyone. If it was Yang, it would be a turn of feng shui, but I don't know how Yang's mood is at this moment.

"My mother is tearing you up!" Yang was furious and wanted to stand up, but he could only keep calling over the painful stomach.

"Master, I'm waiting for you in bed." Father Yang hurried away after speaking.

Just kidding and staying for a while, what happened to Yang's old man and son?

At that time, wouldn't he be able to eat and walk away?

Everyone laughed and stunned Father Yang, but no matter what everyone said, Father Yang could not stop walking faster and faster.

Still detoured back.

An Xiaoqi looked at Yang who was lying on the ground, but he didn't have a feeling of happiness in his heart. He sighed and walked over to try to lift Yang.

Who knows, Yang's fist struggled to grab An Xiaoqi's clothes regardless of his loose front placket!

"His!"

An Xiaoqi ’s clothes have been washed a long time ago. I do n’t know how many times, they are worn out.

"Ah!" An Xiaoqi was frightened and screamed.