Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

If I had a good relationship with this money losing daughter, now, she would not be the one with the red book and iron Certificate in her hand.

If you change to another family, by virtue of your mother\'s identity.

You can crush people to death with filial piety.

But

There is a premonition in Xu\'s mind that the dead girl Ningyan has never treated her as a mother. If

If she dares to do something that a dead girl can\'t tolerate, her future will be more miserable than Ning Wan\'er.

Trembling for a while, Xu\'s hard son stares at a few eyes, Ning You Yu\'s Red Book Iron Certificate in hand.

No one else has seen this.

She can not only see, can not find a chance, but also feel a, hiss, just think, feel life is happy.

No matter how capable a man is, he is not as capable as his own belly.

Xu reached out and touched his stomach.

She\'s less than forty, and she\'s still alive. She should be able to have a baby.

And

Every one of her belly is more capable than the other.

Another one is more powerful.

It\'s just

It is not necessarily a good thing for a son to remarry a widow.

Thinking like this, Xu fell into deep thinking.

Even Ning modest words undoubtedly glanced at her several eyes, did not feel.

Several steward dizzy left Ning home.

Ning\'s family is quiet again.

Xu\'s dinner was finished in a muddle, wondering whether to have another one.

As for Ning Youyu, he collected the book and iron Certificate in his hand.

This was left by his mother before she left.

With this certificate, even if my uncle is not at home, he can support the family.

The next day

Ning Youyu and Wu Baoshi go to xiagouwan school together.

See feng Renqing on the road.

Different ways do not conspire.

Ning Youyu walked straight ahead, Feng Renqing followed a few steps, and finally slowed down.

In fact, he wanted to be friends with Ning Yuyu.

It\'s just

His temper and interest are not the same. Feng Renqing disdains to do things that force people.

Go to the school, rather more than take out the books needed for learning.

The bell rings for class.

A footstep came

Ning Youyu looks up, Leng for a moment, this teacher seems not last year that.

"I will be your husband in the future. My surname is Cui. You can call me Mr. Cui."

“……” The meaning of Mr. and master is not the same.

Ning Youyu heard it, Feng Renqing also heard it, not enough More people don\'t care.

For most people, whether they are teachers or teachers, they are taught to read. To read is to read, regardless of what they call them.

After a class.

Ning Youyu\'s eyes flashed thinking.

It seems that this gentleman\'s foundation is much higher than that of the previous Huzi. Is it possible that his father obtained it with his own privileges?

The more I think about it, the more I think it is

After leaving school, Ning Youyu was called by Mr. Cui and arranged his homework alone.

Sure, this guy is the one sent by his father.

Since the old man has gone to war, he still cares about him. Can\'t he worry less.

Ning Youyu\'s heart is angry and angry.

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Leaving Tongxian\'s Ning banquet, life is not as good as Ning Yuyu.

Mandarin is not fully popular in this era.

Sometimes if you want to ask for directions, or exchange money for some dry food, you have to rely on body language.

Through countless villages and cities, however, the northern land has not yet arrived.

Open the map you drew before.

Ning Yan carefully distinguishes where he is now.

In spring, this is the season of yellow sand.

Ning Yan, with a cowhide water bag in his hand, squatted on a stone and squeezed a dry cake into his mouth.

Slowly swallow.

His waist was covered with whip.

The knife in his hand was placed on one side, and the horse was fed with good fodder by the waiter in the tea house.

In the yellow sand, people of all kinds of accents gathered in tea houses.

The small owner of the tea house couldn\'t shut his mouth happily.

The one in the East wants a peanut, and the one in the West wants a plate of wild boar meat, which can make a lot of money in a day.

I was born to run for money.

People can have nothing, but money is necessary.Ning banquet full, led the horse to continue to walk north.

In the past, green stubbles appear on the ground, and grass comes out of the soil. The farther north you go, the greener the grass is.

We arrived at the camp in the north.

It was spring, and Ning Yan\'s Fox Fur jacket also took off, a clean man\'s strong clothes, a horse, from Tongxian to Beidi.

When you get to the market, the first thing you can do is to find an inn. When you come to the north, you can\'t go directly to the military camp.

Day and night, there is no reason to go to the barracks, the head is not sure.

As for the identity of the general\'s wife Stop it. In most people\'s eyes, general ares is a single dog.

So, if you want to enter the barracks, you have to find a way.

A few days at the inn.

The tiredness brought by the long journey is eliminated.

Ning Yan goes outside.

The north is windy and Sandy. Even if the grass has grown, the spring breeze always has the company of yellow sand.

When I went out, my clothes were clean, and when I came back, I was gray.

Perhaps because of the weather, climate and natural scenery, the folk customs here are also very fierce.

It is not butcher Zhang who kills pigs and sells meat on the street, but a pretty little lady.

The little lady cuts meat with a knife on the chopping board, and the meat that is just right will be cut off. If she wants a catty, she won\'t give you one or two catties.

If you want to talk about the price.

You\'ll be slapped back by the meat seller.

Big man\'s, but also grinding haw.

What is the standard.

Women also carry the burden of doing business on the streets.

If a man wants to come up and take advantage of it.

The women from several stalls went up together and called the man dad directly.

This folk custom

It\'s a competition with the later generations.

Ning banquet in the street wandering, although wearing men\'s clothes, but is not Huamulan, how can resist the comments of street women.

After a while, the people who do business on the street know that Ningyan is a woman.

Ning banquet

However, looking at Ning Yan, he was dressed in men\'s clothes, and his hair was tied high.

I think it\'s pretty.

It\'s not the same as the rough man in the north.

So, these women didn\'t tear them apart.

Even when the temperament comes up, he reaches out his hand and pinches a few on his buttocks and face at Ning banquet

Ning banquet

She thought she was the roughest woman.

Now I come here and find that I\'m just weak.

Daily by these women tease, also have to smile.

Although these women are a little tough, in terms of combat effectiveness, they really can\'t compare with her.

Three or five days passed.

These women began to talk about a new topic: "the one in Cheng Qian\'s family went to the military camp to wash clothes for people. It was almost ruined by those animals."

"The livestock in the barracks have never seen a woman for hundreds of years, and they can see them like that."

"Fortunately, the military discipline is strict, otherwise Cheng Qian\'s daughter-in-law will not return."

"It\'s terrible. Going there to wash clothes makes a lot of money. But, some of those men haven\'t seen a woman for ten years. Cheng\'s daughter-in-law is buckteeth and pockmarked, so it\'s almost ruined."

"Well, I wanted to go there at the beginning, but it\'s a pity that I\'m too good to go back."

“……”

Washing clothes is a way.

As for personal safety.

Ning Yan clenched his fist, if someone attacked her.

That\'s the real eye down.

Ning banquet here has a decision, over there several women still continue to speak.

"By the way, you know, it\'s said that there are many brothers in the barracks. They have been holding on for too long. They can\'t see women and they have ideas about men."

"Well, it\'s just the last man. It\'s a rare thing."

"No, it\'s said that a little general had been fed a mare in his camp before."

“……”

Pour all kinds of spicy words into Ningyan\'s ears.

Ning banquet still does not move like the wind.

What is this.

In her last life, she went to the club with those soldiers and ruffians.

Speaking of sound and lust, people in this era are not as good as she can play.

Women together are worth three hundred ducks.

After the topic opened, we took 18 turns.

The little lady selling pork, the butcher\'s knife in her hand is chopped, and the business comes out.

Everyone who spoke was quiet.

The pig killing lady is very satisfied with the effect she has made.The corner of the mouth a Yang, said: "tell you a grapevine news."

The mysterious appearance of God attracted Ning banquet. Ning Yan looked at the little lady of the pig killing house with expectation in her eyes.

Don\'t say, she also likes to listen to these people\'s nonsense.

"Do you know why general Lu, the God of war, has not married up to now?"

“……” A crowd of women shook their heads.

The little pig killing lady\'s smile was even more proud.

Ning Yan: the God of war his wife is here.

The heart thinks so, but can\'t say, rather banquet also hold the fluster.

"It is said that general Lu likes men."

"Hiss, what..."

The sound of a neat and cool breath echoed in the street, and the little pig killing lady was more satisfied. On weekdays, in addition to selling pork, there is really no other fun to speak of. Now there is a large audience, feeling that it is still very happy.

A clear and well-organized language came out of his mouth: "general Lu has a military division named Wen. Do you know that?"

"Yes, I know. It is said that this military master is the disciple of the Oriental national sacrifice master. He has studied geomantic omen and celestial phenomena, and he is also very good at arranging troops and arraying."

"Not really."

She nodded heavily.

There were not many people in the great xuanchao Dynasty who knew this military division Wen.

But they do know about it.

Mr. Wen Jun is good-looking. He is gentle and jade like. He wears blue clothes all the year round.

What\'s more, like general Lu, he hasn\'t even touched a woman in his twenties, which makes people curious.

Ning banquet Ning Yan had a lot of things to say, but couldn\'t say it

PS: many people are curious about the * * in Chapter 13. This is San lengci! Well, thank you for your support and love.