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12, the ruthless selfish man of the 1990s 12(2/2)

Li Chunyu kept cursing, "I'm so angry. I wasted a hen. It will lay eggs tomorrow. There are so many eggs. How much do I have to sell them for?"

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, so greedy, eating other people's food will ruin your stomach!"

...

After scolding for a long time, Zhang Jun got tired of hearing it and cursed, "Okay, do you still want me to make a lot of money? I will buy you a chicken farm with the money, and let you feed the chickens every day, and you will know these things every day."

, how much is it worth?”

"Then give me the money and bring it?" Li Chunyu stretched out her hand without showing any weakness at all.

Zhang Jun was too lazy to tell her.

Li Chunyu finally stopped scolding her. She felt distressed when she saw the chicken. She kept comforting herself. Seeing that the outsider could take her son to make a lot of money, she just gave him some to eat.

No more betrothal gifts, it's better for his son to make a lot of money, otherwise she won't let Ai Qiao and this outsider go.

evening.

Ji Huai and his party were carrying things and walking towards Ai's house. They passed by He's house. He's mother was sitting under the tree in front of her house, fanning herself. Ever since He Qiuxiang returned home, her face had become very beautiful, and she was chatting with the women in the village.

They are all much straighter.

"Aunt He." Fang Yizhou called her with a smile.

"Are you going to drink?" He's mother smiled.

"Yes." Ji Huai responded first, and then said, "Where has your prospective son-in-law gone? They all came back together. Let him go drink with us."

"He, wait a minute, I'll call him." When Mother He heard this, she also wanted her rich son-in-law to have a drink with the young people in the village, and let them know how rich her son-in-law was. In this case, the young people in the village would

People will also know.

How beautiful will she be by then?

Not long after she walked in, He Qiuxiang and the man came out. He's mother waved her hand and said, "Xiaodong, go have a drink with the young people in the village. Young people should chat more and communicate more."

When Fang Yizhou heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Still young, this eldest brother is already in his thirties or forties, right?

Is that considered middle age?
Chapter completed!
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