Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

thousands on thousands of pains, but as like as two peas of pain.

Rather than resist rather than refute, sink then sink.

If you can, a warm day, into a lifetime of memories, is also possible.

Emotion is the most difficult thing to control.

It\'s not that you give up and you don\'t like it if you don\'t like it.

One is to drink not to distinguish reality or dream, the other deliberately indulge themselves.

If it is allowed to develop, it\'s just a matter of deep affection.

Indulging in happiness, neither of them dare to wake up.

Su Hong came back at noon and didn\'t hear anything inside. She opened the door

Seeing two people lying together, he screamed and turned his back.

Wen Yan opened his eyes immediately because of Su Hong\'s scream.

He had an arm over him.

Side view

Four eyes are opposite.

Ning Yan\'s eyes flashed flustered, picked up his clothes to put on, ran out.

It\'s weird to run on the road.

Deep and shallow.

Su Hong is still in a state of stupidity.

Wen Yan frowned and said coldly, "close the door."

"Oh."

Su Hong closes the door and runs away.

Wen Yan reached out and touched his forehead. The pain was terrible

Drunk to be awakened, such a thing is not ordinary people can withstand.

The room smelled of wine.

It smells a little bad.

Wen Yan put on his clothes and opened the door to let the room breathe through.

Then I went to the kitchen early. I had a good sleep in summer. I was tired of a layer of sweat on my body.

Wash, change clothes, sit in the yard, hair naturally dry.

This just goes to the bedroom of Ning Yan rest.

What happened has already happened. He is not a man who wants to die.

But

There is still some responsibility.

After all

I can\'t wait for the person I want.

He raised his hand and knocked a few times on the door.

The man inside opened the door.

After metamorphosis, the girl has begun to show her sharpness.

"May I go in?"

"Young master, please." Even if you have intimate contact with Wen Yan, Ning banquet still carries the rules.

Close the door and pull out the stool at the bottom of the table: "sit down, young master."

Then came a cup of cold tea.

"Young master, drink some water."

"Well."

Wen Yan took the tea cup from Ning Yan\'s hand.

Take a look at Ning Yan and say, "things in the morning..."

"You don\'t have to worry about it." Ning Yan\'s face with a calm smile, the morning seems to have never happened.

This kind of expression is very strange to Wen.

If you change to someone else, which is not a cry two make three hanging.

Strive for a right word, even If you can\'t be a mistress, it\'s OK to have a concubine.

"I\'m sorry for you, after all."

"The young master has never been sorry for my servant. It is the servant who has exceeded the rules. If you just want to say this, you\'d better go back and have a rest."

"You..."

How can you be so calm.

Wen Yan thinks that the present Ning banquet is very strange.

But this sentence can\'t be vomited in any case.

If you say it, you don\'t underestimate women.

"Young master, don\'t think about some things you can\'t think about. The past is over. Go back to your room and have a rest. You certainly don\'t know how much vicissitudes you have now."

“……” Wen Yan was advised to go out by Ning Yan.

Stand in the yard.

The summer sun is irritating.

Go back to the room and clean the room with a broom.

The strong smell of wine is almost gone. Close the window and lean on the bed

Wen Yan thought he would lose sleep, but he didn\'t, the moment when he contaminated the pillow.

I fell into a dream.

There are so many wonderful things in dreams.

Wake up with a feeling of hesitation.

The outside has turned red.

The red glow in summer is still very beautiful.

Sunset and solitary ducks fly together, the autumn water is long, the same color of the sky is not visible in Gouzi Bay, but the red glow full of the sky, still very beautiful scenery.

The smell came from outside.

Wen Yan touched his stomach.

Go to the kitchen.What is busy is Su Hong.

When Su Hong sees Wen Yan, she lowers her head.

Standing in front of such a beautiful person, I\'m ashamed of myself.

I think this is Mr. Wen, the girl said, and also the actual owner of the house.

The master is so bold.

Su Hong finally understood why there were so many people in the village and outside the village who liked the girl, but the girl refused.

Guarding such a childe, how can the ordinary people outside come into the eyes.

If it is, she is willing to wait for the young master.

Su Hong\'s ideas are almost written on the face, there is no concealment.

Wen Yan frowned.

"Dinner is not ready yet?"

"Almost. Just a moment, young master. I\'ll start the pot."

"Well."

Wen Yan goes to the main room.

The hall was empty.

There was no change in the layout.

Even the calligraphy and paintings on the wall are still the same.

Calligraphy and painting will turn yellow after a long time, and the quality will be a little bad.

At this time, it needs careful maintenance.

The maintenance of calligraphy and painting is not a simple thing.

The little girl arranged all the same as before. What is it for?

Wen Yan felt a little tired.

Turn around

The table is full.

Food is not a good thing, simple home dishes, the ingredients are not enough.

This is easy to understand.

People who are just out of poverty will not be too willing to eat.

Eating meat every day is probably the most satisfying time.

Wen Yan sits alone on the seat to eat.

Two small bowls of rice are not much for a newly grown man. After eating two bowls of rice, Wen Yan put the bowl on the table

"what about her?"

Wen Yan asked.

Su Hong bowed her head and said, "the girl is not hungry for the time being. She is sleepy and wants to sleep."

"Sleep in the daytime."

Wen Yan got up and took a look at Su Hong and said, "go boil a bowl of porridge and add red dates to it."

"I will go now."

Su Hong goes to the kitchen and gets busy.

Wen Yan goes to Ning Yan\'s room again.

Through the open window, you can clearly see the woman sleeping inside.

The silhouette lying on the bed is so beautiful.

It\'s just

Everything is in a mess.

Wen Yan sighs.

Push the door and walk in.

The woman on the bed did not have any movement, warm words frown, after approaching, found that the person\'s face on the bed is a little too red.

I reached out and touched

Fever!

Wen Yan frowned.

How rough he was when he thought about it in a trance.

Rare, Wen Yan ear tip also turned red.

Turning around and going out, she asked Su Hong, "has Mr. Xue come to gouziwan?"

"Mr. Xue? It\'s right next to me. It\'s the courtyard with red tiles. "

"Well!"

Knowing that Mr. Xue lives nearby, Wen Yan is relieved a lot.

Although he knows how to diagnose and treat minor diseases.

But

It\'s hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Decocting medicine needs medicine. Now I can\'t catch up with some herbs. It\'s better to go to Mr. Xue to get a pair of county seats.

Here comes Mr. Xue

The general development will not change.

Unfortunately, the girl he was waiting for didn\'t show up.

Wen Yan couldn\'t tell what he felt in his heart.

There must be some negativity.

However, people who have been through the whole life have seen all kinds of big waves, and now they feel that it doesn\'t matter.

I have to get by anyway.

We can\'t think about it because of this.

In short, it is a kind of mentality that is boring to live, but doesn\'t want to die.

He took medicine from Mr. Xue, and Wenyan asked Su Hong to decoct the medicine. He took the porridge and went to the Ning banquet room.

The room was a little dark in the night.

Take the torch and light the candle in the room.

Under the dim candle light, the man lying on the bed had an indescribable weakness.

The little girl was not so vulnerable even when she was driven out of the old Ning family by Xu.

Emotional debt, the most difficult to pay.

Especially

I know I won\'t like it. If I have a relationship, I don\'t know how to refuse.

Although procrastination is not a solution, the current situation can only drag.Wen Yan pushes Ning Yan to wake up and holds porridge close to Ning banquet.

"Have some porridge. You\'re sick. Take medicine and go to bed later."

"Oh."

The head is a bit dizzy, rather banquet a little action, the body has some maladjustment.

There is some pain in the unspeakable.

But

The pain is not unbearable.

Frown will not have what taste of porridge spoon by spoon finish.

Originally, the food was quite slow. Looking at Wen Yan sitting next to him, his eyes seemed to fall out of the window and into the distance. I didn\'t know what he was expecting.

The speed of food for Ning banquet is faster.

What about her

I still don\'t want to see you look like this.

If you had known, you would not have been wrong.

It\'s just

Sometimes something you know is wrong, but you can\'t resist it!

This is how people have no self-control.

Finish it quickly, and you will leave.

She doesn\'t have to be so tangled.

A sick person\'s brain doesn\'t work very well.

Now the Ning banquet is the same.

This matter has not been solved for a day, who can completely let go.

If the present Ning banquet is from later generations, then Ning Yan will probably think about it as being bitten by a dog

A typical ancient girl now.

After all, it\'s a big and big thing.

Finish the porridge and get ready to go to bed

However, Wen Yan did not leave.

Wen Yan stares at Ning Yan and slowly says, "if you want to marry me, it\'s OK, just It\'s nothing to do with love. At most, it\'s only in the name of Mrs. Wen. I won\'t marry you, but I won\'t... "

What else, Wen Yan didn\'t say.

Ning Yan guessed it.

Probably won\'t touch her again.

Mrs. Wen

It\'s good to hear.

"Yes."

Mrs. Wen became Mrs. Wen. After she died, she could be buried together. When she was born, she could not sleep in the same bed. If she died, she could be buried in the same tomb.

To the smile of shangning banquet, Wen Yan nods.

Turn the moment, the corner of the mouth hook up, self mockery.

He even began to play with the tiger.

Although

Little girl is not a tiger.

But ah!

I want to try my best to make the little girl feel comfortable. As for myself, I\'ve been through it all my life

It doesn\'t matter.

Lonely time is long, also used to.

Nothing in the world can\'t be used to.