I Just Want To Farm

After thinking too much, Lin Heng's expression became darker, but he changed the subject, "According to your early wake-up time and departure time, you have been delayed for a long time. Is it because you are being pestered by that little wife at home?"

Little wife? I'm still domineering to the president.

But Qin Yu couldn't understand Lin Heng's insidiousness for a long time. Since he was sure that the other party was acting stupid to her, she might as well take the opportunity to act dumbfounded, so she smiled complacently and said, "No, he just told me something, woman Home, nagging, made Xiangye laugh."

joke? It's not funny.

Lin Heng was a man with deep scheming, and his emotions were invisible, but listening to this man's masculine voice, and listening to her showing off her "little wife", he felt very blocked.

especially. ． ． This guy is his wife in a sense.

Did she really believe that she didn't know her identity?

Lin Heng suddenly stopped.

"Are you laughing at the fact that there is no beautiful wife around?" Lin Heng asked coolly.

Qin Yu knew that this person must be upset, and felt more comfortable, but he was very simple and honest on the surface, pretending to care: "I have heard that Mrs. Xiangye died, but now there is news?"

Lin Heng glanced at her, "No, probably dead without a whole body."

Damn you, poisonous man! Qin Yu was also shocked and said, "Mrs. Xiangye is auspicious, so it won't be so miserable."

Lin Heng didn't seem to care, "I hope her body can still float on the river in good condition."

He wanted to see if the woman was angry.

He observed carefully, but found that the woman was wearing a mask, only her eyes could be seen, her voice was very steady, and she even pretended to express regret, "I have heard that Mrs. Xiangye is beautiful, generous and kind. If such a woman dies, It's such a pity, God will definitely take care of her and let her be a little fairy in her next life."

Lin Heng: "..."

He felt like he had lost.

After three seconds of silence, Lin Heng said, "Take off the mask."

so abrupt? But Qin Yu was also very casual, taking off the mask and putting it aside.

Lin Heng looked at this man's face, he was still the flower picker, and he didn't know why this woman chose such a bad identity.

Could it be that it has something to do with it?

He looked at it for three seconds, turned his face, and turned the Buddhist book on his wrist. His voice was a little cold, as if disgusted, "Put it on again."

Qin Yu: "..."

Are you a pervert?

obviously.

Qin Yu rolled his eyes and put it on again.

So quiet.

Like that night. ． ． ． ．

After half an hour, the carriage got on the open official road.

Goo~~ Goo~~

A strange voice came, and Lin Heng, who was reading a book, raised his eyes and stared at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu: "It's not me."

But it was the stomach growl coming from her.

There was obvious contempt in Lin Heng's eyes.

Oh shit! Qin Yu couldn't hold back, opened the backpack, and fished out the Jiaojiao inside.

The latter covered his stomach with an innocent face.

People are hungry.

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Lin Heng didn't care about this fat cat who didn't know where it came from but obviously liked Qin Yu, but the other party ate up all the small pastries on the carriage and rubbed against someone's chest and heels again and again. After waist, Lin Heng said something.

"Let it go outside, or you get out."

Then the result is. ． ．

Qin Yu took Jiaojiao to ride a horse outside happily.

They traveled together for two days, and finally parted ways on the third day, because Lin Heng didn't go to the martial arts conference.

"That's the business of you martial arts people. I don't have time to watch the excitement."

Qin Yu's false invitation was rejected by Lin Heng, so this person waited for him to go the same way for three days?

Qin Yu slandered in his heart, but also suspected that Lin Heng was really not interested in the Qinghuang Mountain Martial Arts Conference.

"Master Xiang and Qinghuang Mountain are related by marriage, don't you want to go and see?"

"You are a loyal subordinate of the truth. If you go to see it, it is the same as seeing the truth, isn't it?"

"Yes, Master Xiang is right in everything."

"Let's go then."

"etc."

Qin Yu suddenly called out to Lin Heng. Lin Heng turned around and saw the man standing in the sun with a cat in his arms, a silver mask hanging around his waist, and a flower picker's face on his face.

"Can Mr. Xiang give me a lot of money? I have no money."

The reason why she didn't say a little money was because she suffered from the loss of the word "a little", so she specifically said that she wanted a lot of money.

Lin Heng looked at her blankly for a while, then turned and left.

Of course, the subordinates sent a lot of money as expected.

heavy. ． ． copper plate.

There are probably hundreds of them.

It was collected from hundreds of guards.

Qin Yu: "..."

What an eye-opener.

Hearing Qin Yu's description of this person's extremely picky Jiaojiao, he was also amazed.

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Zongqing Province, where Qinghuang Mountain is located, is considered a fertile water town in the imperial capital, with vast plains and abundant water and soil. In Qin Yu's view, it is similar to the combination of Yunnan and Jiangsu on the earth. It has natural beauty of mountains and rivers, With Jiangsu's strong economy, there will be more fireworks in human life.

Such a good place also has a very wide area. Qinghuang Mountain is just the most famous one among the mountains in the south of Zongqing Province. Before Qin Yu enters Qinghuang Mountain, he must pass through Yunxiang City.

In fact, she passed through Yunxiang City when she was with the wedding party, but at that time she was full of calculations about her situation and tasks, and she was not interested in opening the curtain to look at the city. Looking at it now, she is in a different mood.

Where is it unusual? ． ．

"Wow! I want to eat, I want to eat! It smells so good!"

"Hurry up, don't overdo it, get off the horse, let's eat all the way there!"

"By the way, you are poor, you only have a few hundred coppers..."

Jiaojiao was making a fuss, Qin Yu scolded him while hugging him and squandering the few silver taels on his body.

People in this world probably have never seen such a person.

Holding a cat in his arms, eating from the street to the end of the street, buying whatever is expensive, spending money like dirt without blinking his eyes.

And the most frightening thing was—she didn't eat much of this person herself, and all the delicacies went into the stomach of that fat cat.

What the hell is this cat? It's a pig demon! ! !

One person and one cat don't care about other people's eyes. When she ate at the mutton soup restaurant at the end of the street, Jiaojiao finally realized her conscience, "Aren't you out of money? What will you do when you run out of food? You still need rations when you go back to the city." Woolen cloth."

Qin Yu glanced at him, "Then you don't want to eat?"

Jiaojiao looked at the delicious mutton stewed in the big pot in the shop, the meat was rolling in the soup. ． ． He took a deep breath, grabbed Qin Yu's arm, closed his eyes, "No, I won't eat, I love you so much."

What a pain in the ass! You have eaten up all the money!

Qin Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pinched his chubby face, because the inside of the store was full, so Qin Yu chose a place at the stall outside the store, and took out a silver ticket and patted it on the table.

"I don't have silver or copper plates, but it doesn't mean I don't have bank notes."

It is said that this bank note was fished out of a box from Shangguan Yun and the secret room.

She also gave Mother Zhao several sheets for her expenses.

Jiaojiao was overjoyed, her ears and tail wagged together, her eyes glowed, "Then I can go back and eat it later?"

Qin Yu: "..."

Don't you know how fat you are?

A big bowl of mutton is on the table, and Jiaojiao is about to eat it. ． ． Qin Yu suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the attic roof in front left.

At that time, Jiaojiao also reflexively hugged the big bowl, protecting the bowl of mutton soup.

Someone is fighting!