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The Nongmen Lady is a little bit of a text. Chapter 14o, I am the son of the village chief! Ding Luo can only express his admiration for this.

Unlike building a house for others, wasting a piece of wood is a huge thing, and it is difficult to find trees of the right size. However, the wood piled on the construction site was all made back by Su Hua. He also believed that Su Hua could say that he could do it. In this way, there was no need for him to persuade him.

It's really a blind worry.

Su Hua quickly sawed out the bench that was enough for everyone to sit on, and sawed off a total of two large pieces of wood.

She didn't feel sorry for her, but many workers on the construction site felt so painful. They were all big logs!

But Ding Luo didn't care, and they didn't say anything.

Especially after Su Huan brought a pot of vegetables to the construction site, everyone basically forgot the dissatisfaction with the wasted wood to the horizon. Their attention was no longer on the work they were doing, and they always looked at the table from time to time.

Cheng Song, who was sleeping under the big tree, was also awakened from his sleep by the fragrance on the table.

He sucked the saliva from his mouth, took a palm fan and came to the table, staring at the soybean braised pork placed by Su Hua without blinking. It felt like Su Hua had never eaten meat for many years, and was all the same kind of person who was reincarnated by starving ghosts.

Su Hua was afraid that this guy would steal food in advance, so he quickly arranged, "Brother Cheng Song, there are still a lot of dishes to bring in in the kitchen. Let's go back with me and bring them over. Brothers are busy all morning and I'm hungry. Let's bring the food here early, so everyone can have breakfast."

"Uncle Ding, please stop and stop working. Eat some melon seeds first and put a braised peanuts on the bottom. Now that the work is still in progress, the dust will fly to the vegetable bowl and plums. You will have dinner soon, and you won't be in a hurry."

Ding Luo also knew that everyone had no intention of working, and if something went wrong, the house was not upright.

"That's good, thank you for your generous care of us."

Ding Luo waved his hand and greeted, "Brothers, stop the work in his hands and rest."

Everyone gathered around the table, and Cheng Song could not ask him to keep him down to take care of the food on the table. He also asked for wages, so he could only listen to Su Huan's words and do his part-time work.

He also saw the two large pots of soybean braised pork on the table, which were full of flavor and flavor. He followed Su Hua to her kitchen. He was now all meat and vegetables. Not to mention that the village chief’s family could not make this noodles today, even the many landlords in the village were reluctant to make so many meat and vegetables for everyone to eat.

This trip today is a good deal!

It’s a pity that I can’t take it home. It would be great if I could call my parents, my wife and children. I wonder if I would tell Su Huan, because their family is the village chief, would Su Huan compromise?

Cheng Song didn't know his shame. He held a basin of pot of meat in his left hand and a basin of sweet and sour pork ribs in his right hand. He asked, "Miss Su, today you caught such a big wild boar and made so many meat dishes. Can you finish eating it? Otherwise, I will call my parents and the others to help you eat it, so that it would be a pity if the rest is wasted."

...Su Huan was shocked. There was such a shameless person who said that taking advantage was to help. He had moved away a basket of pig internal organs and a pork head meat, and he wanted to come and eat noodles.

This is not a joy of moving in. Even if it is a joy of moving in, it depends on whether she wants to invite someone to eat noodles.

What food does the people who have nothing to do with the house repair come to eat?

Su Huan also pretended to be stupid and just said, "Brother Cheng Song, how do you think of these dishes? There are so many laborers on the construction site. I guess these dishes are not enough. You should be thinking too much, how could there be left?"

Cheng Song wanted to get angry, but he was holding a delicious meat and vegetables in his hand. He really didn't dare to get angry. If it were something else, he would definitely smash it to the ground, but he had never eaten these meat happily. If it fell, he would probably be beaten home by Su Huan.

Moreover, he couldn't bear to leave it alone.

"My dad is the village chief, and you have thanks to him for repairing the house..."

Cheng Song did not forget to move out of the village chief's name to talk about the matter. Su Huan started to argue directly this time, "Didn't I give you so much meat and sausages to your house? If you want to ask them to come and eat, then return all the things I gave me, and I will naturally treat them to you. How about it?"

Cheng Song didn't expect Su Huan to say that. Who in the village dared to speak to him like this?

Anything that has been sent out is going to be returned?

"Do you want to say I'm weird? I want to say you're weird? Today I'm not treating a house, I'm providing food to everyone. What are you doing on the construction site today? I've paid you a face to the village chief, and asked you to eat, drink, sleep and sleep for free and pay you a salary. Do you want to bring people to eat?"

"Did I promise you that your family will come to have dinner? You still want to greet your friends later? Use the food that I hosted at my house to borrow flowers to offer Buddha? Is there anyone like you?"

Su Huan said the firecrackers seemed to be clamoring Cheng Song, who was she afraid of?

She also wanted to say that since she woke up her supernatural powers and left those ungrateful wolves, no one except the captain dared to make any requests to her. What kind of onion is the son of Cheng Song, a small village chief?

If she didn't want to live a peaceful life, would she have to give face to a village chief?

"Be content. If you don't want to do it, get back. Give me a face to the village chief to give him face. What kind of face do you have to ask for me?"

Cheng Song was still moving, and Su Hua threw all the dishes in his hand into the sky, then snatched the dishes in Cheng Song's hand and started driving people.

The vegetable basin she threw in the air also fell down, but was caught one by one by one.

Cheng Song was confused when she saw this.

Feng Jing came out and took a look. He knew that Su Hua had no foundation in kung fu and just now he was relying on skill.

He glanced at Cheng Song and said, "I really don't know where the confidence comes from to take advantage of Su Huan."

After getting along the way, how could Feng Jing not understand Su Huan's stingy personality?

Unless it is what she is willing to give, unless it is what she is willing to waste, who can get benefits from her?

If this village cannot survive, Su Hua has the ability to move to other places.

Even if Su Huan has no money, he can help her in the future.

Although Su Huan couldn't stand this personality, he was taken advantage of by others so he didn't even fight back. Then, he would wait for the advantage of the whole village from now on.

Su Hua turned around and said to Feng Jing, "I'm optimistic about the food at home. I'll take it myself. Don't take it for him. If he stolen it, the brothers on the construction site will have to eat less."

Cheng Song was insulted by Su Hua in person, and his face was flushed with anger, "You, you are too much! I am the village chief's son! Did you actually say that to me? When did I steal something?"

"Don't tell me that I gave you the pork head and pig internal organs that you took home in the morning?" The roses at home had already grown vines. What happened at home? How could Su Huan not know?

Are there no grass or trees on the roadside?

As long as Su Huan thought about it, she could know where the meat was going.
Chapter completed!