Chapter 1109

A group of big men throughout the yard made the market look quite spectacular.

When passing by Jin, Feng Qingbai spit out gently, "Three women and one street, you can reach two streets."

"What's wrong with both streets? You can't keep up with half a street. This is incompetence. As a man incompetent, do you feel like jumping in front of me? Hahaha!" Qian Wanjin yelled.

Three women were on the same street, Fu said several times, when he didn't understand?

Isn't it ironic that he has a longer tongue than a woman?

Shocked?

The long tongue just beat you down.

Looking at the man who was not ashamed but proud, Liu Yusheng turned back and raised his thumb.

Qian Wanjin was waiting for joy, and a large, slender, large hand also came over, turning the woman's thumb down and down.

Qian Wanjin took off his shoes and smashed the man. The action was completed and the shoes were still in his hand.

"Yo, counseled? No, my money is bear bile, how can I be soft?" Xue Qinglian spit out the mouthwash under the eaves, wondering.

"You know Mao? This girl is so insidious that she is always on guard. If you want to kill him, you must find a foolproof opportunity. My little man has patience. I don't worry." Put the shoes back on his feet, Qian Wanjin facing Xue Qinglian Pointing up.

Under the eaves of the harvest hall, thumbs down.

Qian Wanjin turned a blind eye.

Who is he afraid of?

Feng Qingbai can easily provoke it? The whole compound knew this, and it wasn't just him who counseled.

Not to mention others, to say that Xue Qinglian and Liu Zhiqiu are known in the compound as shameless, and they also have to avoid the wind and green cypresses.

No one is worse than anyone else to say.

With his ingenuity, he would never go to be an early bird.

This is the experience that he has been fighting with Feng Qingbai for many years, in exchange for blood and tears.

When the juniors were having a good time, Father Liu and Father Qian and other grandchildren were already holding Xiao Ma to set up the Longmen array at the door of the stove.

Master Liu has a bad chess basket, but he is addicted to chess. Before Qin Xiao came to Xinghua Village, the old man often tied with him and thought he was a confidant. However, when Qin Xiao stayed in the village for too short a time, when he left, the old man could not find his opponent in the village.

It's easy to come here with an old man with a lot of money and money, that is also good at chess. How can he let it go? While the morning is cool and the sun is not in the sun, kill two sets first.

Jiu Lao held a jug and watched the chess next to him. He sometimes raised his jug and took a sip. The entrance was tea.

Liu Yusheng explicitly ordered a few old guys to drink a daily amount of alcohol. He could no longer pull out more alcohol. In order to understand the addiction, he could only use tea in a jug to deceive him into drinking. Over time, I actually tasted something and gradually developed a habit.

Liu Daliu Er, who also smelled like a chess basket, wanted to look aside. He was kicked into the stove room by the old man, and handed firewood.

So in addition to the constant bickering in the yard, from time to time, it also began to mix into the rogue excuses of the old man's remorse.

Mr. Qian's family was so worn that he lost his temper.

In the end, a strong sense of loneliness was born.

Throughout the Liu Family Courtyard, he felt that there was only one of him and that he was normal.

Of course, the character of the old fox is not so easy to grasp. The old fox also has a characteristic and a thick skin.

There is a saying that Wu Ji must be reversed. He was worn out of temper, and he began to lose face.

Aren't you regretful? OK, everyone regrets together.

Anyway, if you change me, I will change it too.

He made this decision. As a guest, he had to give the host a face. The old man took him to play chess. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak the way he was going. Mr. Liu himself resigned and hesitated when he was distressed, then he was relieved.

However, he miscalculated the wonderfulness of Liu's family. The old man did not retreat. When he saw that he frequently regretted chess, the old man let his eyes shine, and he was introduced as a confidant.

This is the master of a level with him, a game of chess can fight for a long time can not end the game.

Chess meets opponents, and they are quite equal.

Mr. Qian grabbed the ground with his head and worshiped.

After having had lunch for the day, Father Qian started to resign and fled, and returned to Beijing one step ahead.

Didn't forget to take away his disappointing son when he left.

"Ah, it was so easy to find an opponent, but in a blink of an eye, it was a pity." Watching the carriage disappear at the end of the small road at the gate of the compound, Father Liu regretted it.

"Grandpa, I think Master Qian was scared away by you." Liu Yusheng told the truth.

The old man immediately refused to accept, "How can you be scared away? Everyone is quite equal, and my chess skills are not much higher than him. Master Qian must have left in a hurry, and people can do business as leisurely as we do? Besides Xiao Jin, the delicate is still there Beijing is waiting for him, and he has to go back to report peace. "

With a gentle cough, the old man walked back with his hands on his back.

It's a pity. I easily encountered a chess player who was willing to reduce his chess skill to a level with him and could regret chess with him. Why did he leave so quickly?

It's difficult now, I can't find my opponent.

At the back, Liu Yusheng pulled Feng Qingbo into a silent turn and quickly flashed into the backyard.

The sneaky appearance makes Feng Qingbai cry and laugh.

"What are you doing so cautiously?"

"Grandpa really can't find anyone to play chess, he must catch you. He is so sad to play chess with you."

"..." This can't blame him. He is a junior, and the grandfather who lives in front of the junior is unwilling to shame his life, and is not allowed to let him.

He could quietly let the old man win, but who is the old man? The gentlemen in the heart are so uncomfortable when they win this way.

Lost, even less comfortable.

Therefore, the only thing that Feng Qingbai can do is to avoid being caught by the old man when he is nowhere to be found.

It's the old man who's so depressed.

Back in the temple house, the old man was still lamenting that the invincible hand who had killed the whole village had been beaten by his wife Liu.

Taking Feng Qingbai as an example, the old man was blocked by words.

This matter was digested internally between the old couple and not passed on.

As time passed, the day of rice harvesting came to an instant, and the village was hot.

The most lively time to harvest rice is early in the morning.

It is possible to speed up the harvest almost an hour before the sun comes out. When the sun comes out, it is also the least time of the day.

At this time, I looked at the paddy fields beside the Qinghe River, and there were people everywhere. The golden paddy fields were flying in the sickle, and they were bald little by little, drawing various shapes on the golden map at the speed of cannibalization.

On both sides of the river bank is extremely lively.

The harvest of rice is good, and the crop people are not happy. The happiness is not only in the face, but also in the voice that they whisper when chatting.

So here you can see a sight again, the two villages chat next to each other, as close as the family.

The days of Xinghua Village were trivial.

(End of this chapter)