Chapter 231: Cattle and horse are not as good

Liu often used his family to go out and show off that he had two capable cattle and horses in his family. He didn't have to feed too much. Although his family was not rich, she lived with Liu, but lived like a grandmother.
The women in the village who have been busy with their family at home, who have not heard of her show off, have already spread throughout the Yellow Camel Village, no one knows.
Liu knew that he was losing money. He quickly laughed and took a picture of the white shoulder: "You have a gimmick, how long has it been in the past, and always take things, we will not be deliberate, but forgot." Forget it for a while, now that you have a good life, don’t you have the credit of our white family? Just imagine, if we don’t have our white house, can you grow up so big?

The implication is to let her know how to report?
Bai Yu sneered in his heart. The intentions of these two evil women are too obvious. Isn’t it just to look at the loofah in their bags?
If they do not want to benefit from their hands, how can people like them come forward to talk to her.
Want? Hehe - I don't give it, even if it is for dogs, it will never feed these wolves.
"You also said that in the past, you don't have to come up with it. Our mother and daughter gave you a white horse for a few years. What kind of grace and debt can be offset. As you said, the past is no longer necessary. In the future, we will not be close to us, and we will not be close to you. We don’t have relatives like you."
This sentence will block the road, how do they ask her for melon?
The old lady’s eyes turned and said:
This is natural. The separation of the documents on the books is clear. Afterwards, we will have two bridges, the bridge will return to the bridge, the road will return, and there will be no more.

"However, although it is no longer a family, it is always a villager in the village. If there are difficulties between the villagers in the village, it is necessary to help each other."
There was a smile on the face of the white scorpion, and the eyes stared at the white old lady with a pleat, but I wanted to see what kind of tricks she could say.
The old lady’s eyes finally landed on the bag of the melon.
I heard that you have a good harvest. Now that this is a bad meal, it’s not good to sell. It’s better. We know a lot of people, let’s help you sell it. It’s better to have more people than anything else.

This kind of loss is also said to be exported, but there is no one to believe in the presence of the public, afraid that even she can not convince herself.
The white swaying hand: "It doesn't have to be, our toast, we can't sell it, we can sell it all quickly." After that, she turned to the woman who washed the clothes by the river and shouted: "A few days, please Uncles and gentlemen are coming to help us collect the soil, I will give you money."
The big guy listened to this, and the music was not good. The green wheat seedlings in the field were not mature yet. They were all at home. If they could use these leisure time to earn some money to supplement their homes, it would be better.
Someone asked: "Shantou, is your family's melons so scorpion? Why is it so fast? I remember that when we planted sweet potatoes, it took only two or three months to lose fruit. It is not as big as you.

Bai Yan smiled and said: "I did use some cockroaches, otherwise it would be impossible to harvest sows so late."
At first glance, the big guys stopped their work and surrounded them: "What is it, teach us how to be good?" Everyone's eyes are full of excitement.