Planting in spring and harvesting in autumn, this is the life of an old farmer. Day after day, year after year, today repeats what happened yesterday. Occasionally, there are small episodes, such as an uninvited guest coming to Su Mingcheng's field.
There is nothing fancy about his clothes, he is very simple, but just by looking at his face, you can tell that he is a pampered master.
Now Tang Hexiang had a rope wrapped around his body. He was hunched over in embarrassment and pulled the plow forward with all his strength.
"Mr. Tang, can you do it? If not, just say it and don't force yourself." Su Jian advised kindly.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Su Mingcheng and Liu Fang were stupid. When their daughter said something, they would immediately say "Yes, yes, yes," with no other words like a repeater. Tang Hexiang was so angry that he greeted the eighteenth generation of the Su family's ancestors in his heart.
When he was young, he used 800 tricks to escape from the countryside. When he got old, he returned to the countryside and plowed the fields like a donkey.
She is really crazy, very crazy.
After finally plowing a ridge, Su Jian took her feet off the hook.
Alas, I am really bad. I knew that Mr. Tang was not diligent, but I deliberately stepped on the hook with my foot to increase her burden. It was a sin.
"Mr. Tang, are you okay?"
Tang Hexiang sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Little Jane, I have to go back to the city to check on my health. I'm really feeling unwell. I'm afraid I'm going through menopause early."
"Ah? Are you exhausted from working at my house?"
"No, it's not. It's my own poor health and it has nothing to do with you."
"I'll help you find a car."
When she looked up and saw Lin Laowu, she hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Wu, what are you doing?"
"Go into the city and poop."
"Can you help me see off a guest?"
"Okay, as long as she doesn't mind the smell of the dung truck."
So the dizzy Tang Hexiang was pushed into the dung truck. The journey was bumpy and he vomited until he reached the village entrance and his eyes were filled with stars.
Su Mingcheng and his wife asked in fear who was coming.
"Mom, Dad, if you receive a call from someone named Tang or Feng at home in the future, tell Xiaodan and Pengfei that you made a mistake and don't let them spill the beans."
"Okay, okay."
So this woman is not a good person. Unlike Boss Zheng and Boss Li, she has evil intentions.
The couple came home and found a pile of high-end nutritional products on the floor. Without even looking at them, they threw them directly into the warehouse and kept them to feed the chickens.
Besides, Tang Hexiang, who had vomited all the way, got a room in a hotel and took a shower for two hours, but she still felt a stink.
Damn girl, she was tricked!
Feeling uncomfortable, she wanted to find someone to talk to. She called Wang Chunmei's home, but no one answered.
It's strange that I couldn't contact them when I was in Beijing. What were they doing?
Worried, Tang Hexiang took a taxi to Wang Chunmei's house.
"Huh? I remember there was a house here. Where did the house go?"
The big willow tree at the door is still there, the small square is still there, and the old man basking in the sun is still there. Why is Wang Chunmei’s house no longer there?
"Auntie, let me ask you something. Was there a house in this area before?"
Mrs. Wang looked at her, as if she had seen her somewhere.
"Are you asking about Su Mingfeng's family?"
"Yes, I am their cousin. I stayed here for a few days last year. Why is the house gone?"
"It was torn down."
"Tear it down, tear it down? Who did it? So bold?"
Mrs. Wang rolled her eyes at her, "Why are you so loud? The landlord demolished it himself, can you take care of it?"
"You said my cousin dismantled it herself?"
"Then I don't know. Anyway, we slept all night and saw that this area became brighter the next day. I felt very comfortable."