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Chapter 121 Calling out for the Yuan family

The old couple explained and persuaded each other, thinking that the misunderstanding would be dissolved after making it clear.

Unexpectedly, everyone did not disperse and remained standing there lingering.

The Su family faced these people, and the air was silent, "..."

Su Dasu was carrying a bucket in his second hand, not knowing whether he should just carry the water at this time.

Go and leave a room with the old and young women and these people together, and they can't let go.

If you don't go, it's really a waste of time.

The Su family has not been solved yet. The people from the Twelve Pier will continue to rush over. The whole family has to seize the time to work.

Su Da wiped his face and spoke carefully at these people, implying that it was obvious, "Do you... have something else?"

If it's okay, it'll be broken.

I really have to work.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes immediately lit up when he saw everyone opposite him.

Su Da took a step back, and a bad premonition suddenly arose. He asked the wrong thing, but he must have asked the wrong thing!

really.

"Su family Bodhisattva, I have a small request... Can I open a wasteland behind your yard? I, I grow vegetables too! When I was exiled, I brought two cabbage seeds from my house, but I have never had them.

Use it and it is well preserved!"

"I also want to open a piece of wasteland next to your house. It doesn't take much, just a small piece, is it OK?"

"Please be good at Su's Bodhisattvas, let's follow you to grow orders!"

One person called a hundred people to drink, but the scene was just like that.

Facing those gray and dim eyes and grabbing the slight light that pops out of their eyes, the Su family is mixed with all kinds of emotions.

If they are not protected by others, they will live like these people one day in the future.

Grey, despair, humble.

Old Woman Su and her husband looked at each other, and the other party nodded slightly, and she said, "There are wastelands everywhere in Tubei Mountain, whoever opens the land will make the decision. If you want to farm, you can plant the wastelands around the vegetable garden in my yard, you can open the land by yourself.

yes."

Then she changed her mind, "But the ugly words are ahead, there is indeed no expert in my family. If someone comes to seek bad luck, the land that everyone planted will suffer. Then you can't blame the Su family. Everyone has fallen here.

, we are all struggling to survive. We can make things convenient for everyone within the Su family's ability, but we can't blame us for the lack of ability."

Everyone was already crying when they could get the Su family's approval. How could they dare to ask for more? No one dared to respond, "Okay, okay! Thank you, thank you!"

The people gathered outside the Su family finally dispersed.

After they rushed home and picked up the tools for clearing the land, led their families, and then rushed to the Sujiayuan, they wrapped the land and buried their heads in the land.

The energy burst out from these people is unprecedented, and it is so strong that it dilutes the gloom of the body and emits light.

Tubei Mountain, which has been silent for many years, finally became a little lively and a little real popularity.

After the Su family worked hard, they sat in the house, listening to the clanging sounds behind the yard, and smiled openly.

They are ordinary people.

Neither can protect yourself or help the world.

Just ordinary.

Stay with the flow.

...

The ruined temple in the west of Fengyun City.

I don’t know which dynasty or dynasty this temple was built, and it has been too old.

The front yard wall had long collapsed and only a piece of loess mud wall was left behind, and the yard was overgrown with weeds.

The main temple wall is mottled, with cracks on the wall, severe damage, and spider webs are covered with eaves and beams.

Walking outside, I don’t know if it’s because of the lack of incense, the dilapidated temple was filled with a cold and cold air, and even the bright spring sunshine had to avoid the road.

The crazy old man with straw steamed buns stood on the stone steps at the entrance of the ruined temple with his hands on his hips, with his nose and eyes wide open. He was extremely impatient with the old man standing in brocade clothes under the steps, "I'm so poor that I'm almost wearing a straw raincoat. You're wearing this dress

Beautiful, are you showing off at home?"

Master Wan Liu did not dare to neglect the old man on the stage at all. Even if the other party was a few years younger than him, he was still polite and polite. "Please forgive me, Mr. Du. Wan came here this time because he wanted to see the Broken Knife.

, have something to talk about."

The man in the temple heard a low and hoarse voice, revealing a cold texture, both cold and hard, "No, I won't talk. No."

The crazy old man immediately raised his chin and drove Wan Liuye out like a fly, "Isn't it just for the matter of Tubei Mountain? What the Twelve Pier did this time has made people laugh out loud, and I want to go to the rush.

Go to me to show you the laughing stock? The few short-lived ghosts who died under your hands have nothing to do with the broken sword. They were not his. Hurry up and roll!”

Master Wan Liu looked at the darkness in the temple, and his eyes were lightly swept, "Broken Sword is a person with a word. If you say it is not you, then it is definitely not you. But I came here this time, in addition to asking about this matter,

There is something to invite you. The Twelve Piers were defeated by a small person one after another, and the people who helped them behind their backs were very capable. I wanted to ask the Broken Knife to help find the person hiding behind them. You don’t need to do it, you just need to pull the person

Just come out and report to me. The deadline is one month and the reward is fifty taels."

His gaze turned to the crazy old man who was getting more impatient on the steps, "Add a Tianshan snow lotus, the petals are intact and the quality is excellent."

The crazy old man's expression changed and his eyebrows were smiling, "I'll take it! I'll take this job for him!"

"The old rule is to pay half of the reward first. After the matter is completed, another twenty-five taels will be given to Tianshan Snow Lotus, Su personally." Mr. Wan Liu's face moved slightly, and he handed over a brocade purse, and then went from his waist.

I took a pot of wine and threw it into the temple. "I know that there is no wine without a broken knife. This is a new brew of Wangquelou, which can be a first-rate."

After seeing off the visitor, the crazy old man immediately jumped into the temple happily, "Oh! One overlord is worthy of being the overlord. He is so generous in his actions, but he just needs to grab someone. He only takes fifty taels of action, hahaha! You can take on this business!"

When he stood still in a dark corner, what he responded to was a broken knife that was slanted out of the darkness.

The blade is in the light and the cold light is cool. The tiger roar and dragon roar brought out when breaking through the air is still there, and the murderous aura makes people feel cold.

The crazy old man secretly swallowed his saliva, stretched out a finger and carefully pushed the knife aimed at his throat, "You see, you are just stubborn, can you drink wine every day without taking on work or making money? I'm cleaner than my face

, What else do you want to rely on me to support you? Besides, this task is not difficult, wouldn’t you just find someone? It’s fifty taels!"

The man withdrew his knife and closed his eyes against the wall, "Tianshan Snow Lotus."

"..." The crazy old man gritted his teeth, but the sound of jumping out was oppositely gentle, "Yes, yes, yes, I saw Xuelian's eyes open, but fifty taels were also a real silver in his pocket, right? And this wine, Wangquelou New

The Xiangqionglu and Bai Xiaofeng's treacherous merchant priced at 5 taels per small jar, and sold five copies a day."

He stretched out his finger and tapped the white porcelain wine bottle held by the man, with a crisp sound, "If you don't take the job, do you return the wine?"
Chapter completed!
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