The crown prince paused, obviously not expecting to be rejected, which was different from what he imagined.

"Why?" asked the crown prince.

"I don't like fighting, I like farming. My family has five acres of land. I want to stay at home to farm." After saying that, Fat Li hid behind Anguo again. She didn't like the look of the prince.

The villagers twitched their lips, and they didn't want such a good opportunity. Are they stupid?

An Guo also felt that she was stupid and wanted to pull her out from behind, but he turned left and right and asked her to avoid it.

The gentleness on the face of the crown prince almost couldn't be kept in his heart, and he was speechless. There were people who liked to farm.

"Fat pear, come out, what land do you plant with such a good opportunity?" An Guo looked unhappy.

"But I just like farming, I love farming, I plan to plant 500 acres of Audi land." No, no one likes farming, it's both troublesome and tiring.

However, it is absolutely impossible to go to the Holy City, and she didn't even let her go to the Crazy City.

"Yes, my Ali won't go." Jian's mother took some kitchen knife in her hand and rushed over with great momentum.

When Fat Li saw that it was not good, she immediately wanted to hide. She didn't expect that the village chief would grab the belt and hold it away as soon as she turned around.

Jian's mother turned black and rushed up after a few big steps, grabbing Fat Li's ear: "Where do you want to hide?"

Fat pear:...

Why are all the same virtues and love to pull people's ears?

"It hurts, it hurts! Mom, please be gentle, be gentle, those old people can't save me some face?" Fat Li screamed, stood tall and raised her tiptoes, grinning in pain.

Everyone:...

I felt my ears hurt for no reason.

It is said that Wen Jing is a shrew, but it is exactly the opposite of her name. It is indeed not wrong.

Jian’s mother didn’t care what others thought, and sneered: “Do you still have a face? Have you been fooled by your face long ago?”

Fat pear:...

Look at what I said, is it my mother?

I for nostalgic about my brother when he was at home. After all, if my brother was at home, my mother would not be able to send firepower to her.

"This one is..."

The crown prince looked at Jian's mother and felt that this man was very fierce, but he seemed to be of great temperament. Unfortunately, he was a man without a fighting spirit, otherwise he would really doubt something.

"She is Fat Li's mother."

An Guo, who was standing beside him, smiled awkwardly. The women in the village were very fierce, and he was embarrassed.

When Jian's mother heard their words, she paused slightly and looked at the crown prince.

Fat Li took advantage of her distractedness and quickly rescued her ears and took a few steps back while covering her ears.

"You deserve it, you deserve it." Little Cucumber smiled gloating at her.

Fat Li acted as a show to kick him.

But the little cucumber was scared and hurriedly hid behind his father's back and looked at her vigilantly.

The crown prince let Jian's mother look at her, her expression still gentle, and she kept a smile.

"This aunt, your daughter is a good seedling. I suggest she enter the Royal Academy and enter the army directly after she finishes her studies." The crown prince smiled decently and generously.

When ordinary people hear this, they will definitely agree without thinking.

Jian's mother glanced at him, but did not say anything, but turned her head to look at Pang Li with a knife in her eyes.

The corners of Fat Li's mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately straightened his waist: "I don't want to go, I don't want to go, I just want to stay at home and farm, I don't want to go anywhere."

God knows how difficult it is for her to say Wei Xin.
Chapter completed!