My Secret Of Raising A Dragon In The Village Was Exposed Live By My Cousin

Er Mazi's face blushed, and then he covered the wound to stop the bleeding and said: "It! It is a beast, how can it know who raised it?"

Fang Chen had long been tired of listening to him, and yawned lazily: "Ah..."

Er Mazi saw Fang Chen raising his hand, and the reflexive cat was lying on his waist, for fear that Fang Chen would act with him, "Are you going to bend your hand?"

This reaction made Fang Chen laugh: "Don't worry, Brother Mazi, what problem can violence solve?"

It's useless to only let Er Mazi feel the pain of the skin and flesh wounds. He and Er Mazi have not competed once or twice. I remember that the last time he was scared to urinate, he even sneaked into Fang Chen's orchard to steal something. .

The previous Fang Chen was also very concerned and agreed that no one would enter the orchard, so he had never noticed that there were people in the orchard.

It wasn't until Ye Lingling said that the pepper was lost, and Fang Chen asked about the smell of Er Mazi in a place three miles outside the orchard.

"You are too shameless." Ye Lingling looked at the peppercorns distressedly.

When the pepper was hatched in the morning, the fur on the majestic and majestic body was extremely supple, and after only a few hours, he was so dirty and blasted by Ermazi.

Standing on Ye Lingling's hand, she seemed to be surprised, her eyes exuding sharp light.

Fang Chen dared to say that now, except for Ye Lingling, I am afraid that no one can get close to this little guy.

Although it is a chicken, who said that a chicken has no dignity?

Besides, it is still a genuine spirit beast, and Ya-Ya's evaluation of it is even higher than that of the nine-tailed fox Xiaoji.

"Chacha!" Huajiao shouted.

"How do you say this little girl?" Er Mazi then turned his attention to Ye Lingling, who had been holding the peppercorns.

After speaking, he froze for a moment.

This little girl is so good-looking, white and tender, but the rustic people in the village are completely different.

Suddenly the resentment of Fang Chen in his heart could not help but deepen.

What can Fang Chen do?

Not only is luck, what a damn new breed has been cultivated, and there is such a beautiful woman with him, it is simply unfair!

Ye Lingling felt Er Mazi's faint sight, and she couldn't help feeling nauseous.

This person and Fang Chen have completely opposite personalities. Fang Chen also likes to see beautiful women, but Fang Chen has never been so peeping, and this man named Er Mazi is a hackneyed person, which makes people very distorted.

"What do you look at!" Ye Lingling whispered.

As the rich daughter of the Ye family, her good education prevents her from swearing swear words, otherwise she really wants to scold her mother like Fang Chen.

Er Mazi's body shook, and the thief glanced at the angry and beautiful eldest lady, and instantly felt that she was very shameless, and she was shocked by a woman, and then stretched out her hand to the eldest lady: "Looks like a human-like dog. Well, it’s not the same as Fang Chen! Give the chicken back to me!"

Ye Lingling's pretty face flushed: "You! You are such a rascal! This is clearly my family!"

As the saying goes, a gentleman is afraid of villains, and Ye Lingling can never deal with a rogue like Er Mazi.

"Don't worry." Fang Chen patted Ye Lingling on the shoulder and comforted.

"Fang Chen, you really should explain the cause and effect." The old village chief who had been standing next to him also said.

Fang Chen nodded: "Of course."

Then he turned to Er Mazi: "You said this chicken belongs to your family. What evidence is there?"

Er Mazi had already thought about it. As long as Fang Chen dared to beat him, he would advertise in the village so that everyone in the village would know that the Vice President Fang they elected was a man who relied on violence to rob him!

I didn't know that Fang Chen suddenly came up with such a sentence. I didn't understand his intentions, so Er Mazi said: "What evidence is needed for this? This little chicken looks so good that I bought it from the market."

"Good-looking?" Fang Chen suppressed his smile, "Oh, where did you go today? To prove your innocence, you can tell the village chief."

Er Mazi was taken aback: "I finished shopping in the market in the morning, and I have been working in my own vegetable plot. I just got home."

"Nowhere?"

"right!"

Fang Chen shook his head, his eyes full of pity: "I really didn't expect it..."

After speaking, the two hands slapped vigorously.

Er Mazi was confused.

"Let's show the village chief to see the soles of your shoes." Fang Chen said indifferently.

In a word, everyone's eyes were attracted to the past.

Er Mazi also lowered his head and glanced at his shoes. There was a lot of mud on the side of the shoes. This is common in the countryside, but the color of the mud...

The village chief's expression was unpredictable, and he looked at Er Mazi uncertainly.

Fang Ying, who was following Fang Chen, understood in an instant, covering her mouth and laughing idiotically.

"What's wrong with my foot?" Er Mazi's voice trembled, and she looked at her feet with a silly look.

"The soil in my orchard is all black soil that I bought later. It is different from the soil in the normal village. And only my family in the village uses black soil. If you have never left your orchard, where did the black soil come from? What about?" Fang Chen said.

A trace of panic flashed in Er Mazi's eyes, and then he hurriedly looked at the village chief.

Er Mazi is the nephew of the cousin of the village chief's Yuanfang. The two have such a level of inexplicable information, so the village chief has been pampering him, and even gave him a little more when he divided the land.

The village chief endured him time and time again. Who knew that he had been reluctant to give himself a face, and even if he was so scared to pee his pants in public, now he is still doing things about sneaking around.

"Uncle...Uncle...Listen to me..." Er Mazi knelt down with a plop, then crawled towards the village chief with her knees, and hugged the village chief's thigh.

"Death is done by yourself, what's the point of explaining it to me?" the village chief said coldly.

At this time, the real people got the stolen goods.

He is the head of a village and the director of the village committee. He usually helps Er Mazi in some small places to make his family feel better. At this time, it is a testimony between Fang Chen and Fang Chen’s sister. Xia grabbed Er Mazi, even if he wanted to favor favoritism, there was nothing he could do.

"You give me another chance, uncle!" Er Mazi held the village chief's thigh tightly and refused to let go.

The village chief was upset by the sound of his crying and kicked away: "What is the use of you telling me? You have to find Fang Chen, you are stealing something from someone else!"

Er Mazi suddenly realized that she was scared in her heart, and could not care about the face, so she hugged Fang Chen's thigh directly: "Deputy village chief! Please raise your hand! Forgive me this time! I will never dare anymore. I'm against you!"

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