Yeti Village [Farming]

Next door [Master Jiao opens a restaurant, so what?] Is open~ Qing Mu'er grew up in the poor rouge powder, and all she saw and heard were the tricks of wagging her buttocks, raising her fingers and smiling in anger. He knows these things. When he was fifteen years old, the beautiful man in the courtyard gave him a baggage and asked him to escape. He ran forward in a daze, hiding all the way, but could not escape from the thugs in the courtyard. When he was desperate, he met a marriage team. He thought he was saved, but he didn't expect that the matchmaker forced him to get into the sedan chair. "The bridegroom ran away, so I'll take your place!" Lying in the sedan chair, Qing Mu'er was despairing of all his thoughts. He had failed to live up to the expectations of the beautiful husband. He escaped from the abyss and was thrown into another abyss. His life was never easy. When the sedan curtain was lifted by a cold and fierce man, he thought he would be punched to death. In order to survive, he put away his little fingers, straightened his little buttocks, and imitated others to behave like a foreigner. Hearing that the man next door was as fierce as a tiger, he imitated the gourd, placing his hands on his hips and staring. He thought he had learned well, but he never thought that even if he put his hands on his hips and cursed, he would still look like a demon. The name of the young husband came out from nowhere, and the husband he replaced also came back. He looked at the cold black face and hard fists of the blacksmith and thought, he will die. He was not the only one who thought so. The people watching the excitement were all prepared for the young husbandman to be beaten to death. However, it was the person who spread the rumor and the husband who fled thousands of miles away who were beaten. I saw the blacksmith, who always had an expressionless face, hugging his newlywed and coaxing him carefully: "My dear husband, don't cry. Let's go home for dinner. I'll make you your favorite braised pork today." The ironworker lived a happy life, except for the laughter and laughter of his baby. People around him said that Qing Muer had come out of a dirty place, so who knew if he would still be able to have a baby? Only Qing Mu'er knew that he had been fed medicine and it would be difficult for him to have children in this life. In order to prevent the Zhao family from losing their descendants, he found a matchmaker and said that he would take a concubine for the blacksmith. He thought the blacksmith would be happy, but unexpectedly, the blacksmith pulled down the bed curtain with a cold face and took him to practice every day, blacksmithing during the day and piling at night. After three years of this, he finally became pregnant with his first baby. As long as you hit it deep enough, accurately enough, and hard enough, that bullshit medicine won't work. Anti-theft 60% ——[Advance receipt please collect~]—— [I want to sleep, the cat doesn't meow] I am a cat, I am six years old this year. After eating and sleeping every day, the cat will be healthy, lively and delicious. This is due to the fact that I have a very gentle master. The owner's name is Jian Yan, and his appearance... I can't see clearly, but judging by my eyesight, he looks very white, like the white light outside the window, light and blurry. The owner's favorite thing to do is to sit on the balcony and look at the scenery with a photo in his arms. He spends the whole day looking at it. Don't they all look the same outside? What's there to see? Maomao is puzzled. Occasionally I would jump on his lap and he would pet me. This was the most comfortable time for me, because every time he finished petting me, he would always feed me a fragrant cat strip. "Little one, please eat well." "Meow~" Cat doesn't want it! But on this day, he didn't let me jump on his lap or touch me. He chased the scenery he saw every day. "Bang——" It was such a loud sound that it scared me to death. Suddenly, many people came to the house that had been empty all year round. They came in and out, but there was no gentle figure of the owner. Where has the master gone? Cats don't know. Later, someone touched my head and seemed to say to me, or to the air: "Jian Jian, you bastard, how could you be willing to abandon your cat?" Master doesn't want me anymore? Cat is sad. I'm going to settle the score with him! But the building is so high, there are so many cars, and the road is so long. I finally found the owner after a lot of effort, but why did he become a tall stone? Maomao is puzzled. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to two years ago, when I was just picked up and brought home by my owner. The master in front of him was dressed in white clothes and still so gentle. Master master master! I'm back! The cat was excited, the cat was happy, and the cat couldn't help but meow. What Miao said was: "Jian Yan!" The owner seemed confused, a little silly, and seemed shocked. "I heard that cats only live fifteen years. I am four years old this year. Can you stay with me for another eleven years?" As long as you get through that day, you can survive. * Jian Yan has been in a trance recently, especially when he heard a cat calling his name. That "Jian Yan" sound was exactly the same as the sunshine-like boy's voice in his memory. This must be an auditory hallucination. By some strange coincidence, he opened the door and let the cat into the house. Maomao is very good, but the number of auditory hallucinations is increasing. Jian Yan feels that he may not have much time left. Maybe, he should find a friend to send the cat away. His arm sank, and a boy with drooping cat ears hugged his arm, meowing aggrievedly: "Jian Yan, are you going to leave me again?" This time, it was not an auditory hallucination. His boy is back. Text third person Intention: full of harvest