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Farmer’s Little Girl Chapter 1
Farmer’s Little Girl Chapter 1
“Oh, I’ve been lying down for almost two months, I don’t know if I’m dead.”
“This He family deserves it, and doesn’t look at what he looks like, so he dares to miss our Master Juren!”
“Isn’t it, let alone breaking a leg, even soaking the pig cage, the atmosphere in our village is broken.”
“I don’t think I have the face to come out and see the talent…”
The sound of rustling outside continued to spread into the house, in a thatched house at the foot of Mount Mang.
“Ahem…” A woman lay on the shabby and cold Kang, with thick layers of cloth wrapped around her legs, and two branches barely used as splints to fix the joints.
Ah Fu woke up for a few minutes, and after combing through the surging information in her mind, Ah Fu felt that she really couldn’t live anymore.
There is also the chat that I just heard outside, and the protagonist inside is her.
The original owner has the same name as her, but the last name is different, her name is Blessing, and the original owner is Zhao Afu.
This Zhao Afu is getting older, and the old girl hasn’t married yet, so she will be laughed to death.
But Zhao Afu didn’t look good, and no one wanted to marry, so her mother forced her to marry her husband He Jingshan.
He Jingshan was a hunter. The family was too poor and had a bad reputation. He had a thumb-long scar on his face. The family’s ancestors had killed people. I heard that he was defeated by the first prince, an anti-king, and then exiled by the emperor. Here!
A wife died three years ago, leaving a cub waiting to be fed, who would not want the girls in the village to marry him?
After Zhao Afu got married, he saw that He’s family was really poor, and he began to regret it. He made a fuss about life and death every day, and secretly abused his children, not giving them food and clothes.
When He Jingshan came back from hunting, he would have to fight with him, saying that it was a quarrel, so Zhao Afu was alone. He Jingshan is a responsible man, and He Jingshan never fights back.
As a result, a month or two ago, Zhao Afu’s lard was overwhelmed and seduced a beautiful man from ten miles and eight villages, Song Juren Song Huai.
Unable to seduce, Song Huai ordered someone to break his leg, tied up in ragged clothes, and told many people to read jokes. After more than a month, they are still lying in bed.
In the end, He Jingshan brought the person back blankly and asked the doctor for treatment.
She was only a doctor of medicine in one day, a promising scientific researcher, and a young girl who is admired by countless people.
Was it because she didn’t do good and accumulate virtue as a doctor in her previous life?
Really hit a ghost.
“Mother…”
Suddenly a little milk sound came, and the voice was cute, but without emotion.
He Yuan squatted under the windy window, his lips were blue with cold, and my mother woke up, can he move?
Dad went hunting in the morning. After my mother woke up, she took off his clothes and let herself stand at the window. He waited for a long time, and mother finally woke up.
She turned around and turned her head, and suddenly saw a little squatting in the corner of the window where the door bolt was inserted.
This should be He Jingshan’s son.
She is really a representative of beauty and misery, and she has also become a stepmother!
Ah Fu… When Zhao Afu’s sight touched the thin clothes on Xiao Budian, he was stunned and waved to Xiao Budian, only to realize that his voice was so dumb.
Holding back his cough, Zhao Afu said, “Why are you there…”
Xiaohe Yuan shrank timidly, his dark panicked eyes were full of fear, and his lips trembling said, “Mother, A Yuan is obedient. You haven’t moved. Mother, don’t beat A Yuan, okay?”
Xiaoheyuan blinked a pair of pitiful, moist, big eyes, covered his mouth with his thin hands, and shrank into the corner more and more.
Zhao Afu was stunned by these words, and it took a long time to remember that the original owner disliked He Jiaqiong and hated this beautiful cheap son. When He Jingshan left, he would beat and scold the child.
Good guy, still a vicious stepmother.
“Come here, I won’t hit you.” Zhao Afu sighed, his heart softened.
Not a little small, with a dusty appearance, he looked at about three or four years old, his face was still stained with mud from an unknown source, and he was very thin, and his clothes were hanging loosely and did not fit well.
Only those black grape-like eyes are bright, which shows that he is a handsome child.
I don’t know what the hell this place is, it’s terribly cold, and the kang is also cold, Zhao Afu is still in the bed, shivering with cold, let alone such a thinly dressed child.
Zhao Afu was so distressed by the little pitiful appearance. When he opened the quilt and sat up, his eyes suddenly stopped. Are such fat legs hers?
Afterwards, I looked at my arms and they were even more sturdy and swollen. With a pair of fat hands, each finger became a carrot. When I pinch it on my stomach, everything is solid and fat!
From the pig’s hoofs to his sturdy arms, and then to the round body, and the clothes that I haven’t changed for many days.
She collapsed…
Fireworks exploded from his head and banged, which was even more difficult to accept than accepting one’s own crossing.
She is actually a fat man of two hundred jin!
