Chapter 271:

Everyone discussed and separated, Mu Rouzang was too lazy to change clothes, and went to see the hillside with Yang Zixuan.
"Xiao Sang Sang, this sloping land is not bad. Although some mud stones are only on the surface, you see, it's all mud underneath! It just takes more time to clear them up."
I do n’t know when Yang Zixuan was asked to bring a hoe, and she was going to open the place automatically. She stood in the spring and shook her. If she changed Su Ruirui, would she do this for her?
Then she shook her head with ridicule, she might have made him tempted, but he hadn't let him give up everything for himself ...
Mu Rouzang walked over to see Yang Zixuan hoeing and hoeing out the mud mixed with stones. For some reason, her heart was quiet and comfortable!
"Be careful!" She reminded, worried.
Yang Zixuan turned back to give her a bright smile, the broken heart of Mu Rou Sang seemed to move a bit, there was a feeling to heal, can I no longer feel bad ...
"No problem, don't you want to plant fruit trees on this hillside?"
He interpreted his feelings in his own way, and even if she just smiled in exchange for her, he was just as happy.
"Well, you're asking the women to help you. It's up to you to do it yourself."
"How can it be the same, but I'm picking the ground for you, naturally I have to look at it myself."
Yang Zixuan's plain words were wrapped in deep love, just because the other party was Mu Rou Sang, and everything she wanted, he wanted to deal with in person, what kind of heart ...
Mu Rouzang is not a fool. Compared to Su Ruirui, who is like a volcano, Yang Zixuan is the quiet flowing river. She has never known how to get along with him.
Yang Zixuan didn't seem to see her uncomfortable. Some things could be taken slowly, but she should also be told to accept herself slowly. He was no longer young and frivolous, knowing that he needed to take care of Mu Rouzang carefully.
"Look, this is really muddy below!" His words drove Mu Rouzang's unnatural.
The black mud turned out, and there was silver light in the warm sun. She was glad and laughed: "I didn't expect this underground soil to be so fat, yes, it must be the dry branches that fell down the mountain when it rained. Ye, this is cheap. "
"Go, let's go look elsewhere!"
Yang Zixuan dragged his and Mu Rouzang and opened several other places. They were all inseparable. After discussing the two, they went to the village chief and wanted to buy the place.
But when they didn't want to go to the village chief's door, a burst of wailing came and listened carefully. It turned out that it was the voice of the village chief's wife, and everyone stood at the door for a while, and it was not retreat.
"Woohoo, old man, the Guo family clearly doesn't take our family seriously. Your son's official is taken for granted, and your daughter is bullied regardless of it."
The village head was squatting under the tree and smoking dry tobacco. Hearing his mother-in-law said, he said, "Take care of the things before you!"
"Ah, I said that the surname is Zhao. Don't think that you have an official in your family, and you think it's incredible. The emperor has three poor relatives! What do you think of this matter?"
An unfamiliar middle-aged man is sitting under a gallery with a golden sword.
After hearing it, Zhao Cuihua sneered, "My father, it is your son's shamelessness. I'm sorry to say that. If your family has a relative as an official, it will be prestigious. Don't say that my elder brother is an official. My elder brother is now Guozijian can also be an official next year, hum, just say that they are far away, and the people in our small village are not arbitrarily bullied, let alone ... "
The corner of her eye had long been coming to the door, so she had the confidence to stand up to her father-in-law and turned to look at the door, so she said with surprise: "Dad, mother, see who's at the door.
Mu Rou Sang really shot while lying down, she really didn't want to drain this muddy water.
The Guo Xiangshen reached out and touched his beard, looking at the person who came, he did not recognize the Mu family, but just felt that Zhao Cuihua's remarks were strange.
The village head's wife rushed over as fast as possible, pinching Mu Rouzang with both hands, staring at a pair of old red eyes and crying: "Sang girl, for the sake of hurting you in the past, you can help to be fair."
Yang Zixuan frowned slightly, a pair of foxes glanced at her veteran tightly hoop, and stared at her coldly again, his eyes flashed murderous.
The village chief's wife bluffed her hands unconsciously, and Mu Rouzang rescued her arm. She didn't figure out what happened now, let alone speak, let alone this was the Zhao family.
"Well, you dead woman, it's not difficult to be a mulberry girl, how can such a thing be told to her?"