The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 3 Evil women don’t seem so evil

   "You said she wiped your body?" How could she be so kind? Zhou Zhongming didn't believe it.

  Zhou Yuanyuan recalled the soft-spoken woman in her mind, and what she kept chanting: Don't have an accident, baby! Baby, wake up, wake up, or something like that.

   Hesitantly said: "I still heard Aunt call me a baby."

  Zhou Zhongming touched the child's forehead, looked at his thin cheeks, and replied softly, "Maybe I heard wrong."

  How could that wicked woman be so gentle?

  Liang Yi felt troubled looking at the empty chicken coop. The only egg in the house was taken away by Zhou Anan and intended to be eaten by Zhou Yuanyuan, but she scolded her and was thrown to the ground by the child.

  The only two old hens and one rooster left don’t know when they will lay eggs next time. Not to mention the bottom of the rice tank, there is only one bag of coarse salt left.

   Really poor, Liang Yi rubbed his stomach, sat on the stool under the eaves, thinking about where to find dinner.

   Zhou Zhongming, who was holding the baby to see the doctor, came back. Zhou Yuanyuan fell to the ground before reaching his calf, and led the blindfolded man.

  Liang Yi is not in danger of violating the plot for the time being with physical pain, so he doesn't want to confront him. After a fluttering glance, he turns and enters the kitchen, and takes a **** to copy the path up the mountain.

  There is a progress bar in mid-air that only she can see, and it has already been completed. Liang Yi is curious but dare not click on it. If she is asked to play a shrew again, it will be a big headache.

  But...without food and drink, and in tatters, the situation couldn't be worse.

  Let him go. Seeing what it was, Liang Yi crouched in the bamboo forest and clicked on the progress bar.

   There was a flash of white light on the spot, and the **** fell to the ground with a clang.

  Falling heavily on the floor, Liang Yi covered her head and moaned.

  Looking up, the familiar layout, familiar furniture, and—the familiar computer were the last things she touched during her lifetime.

A five-minute countdown appeared in front of him. Liang Yi quickly turned on the phone, and Baidu some ancient survival skills. After reading it, there were only two minutes left. He rushed to the kitchen with an attitude of giving it a try, found the all-purpose seasoning packet and stuffed it into the pocket of his tattered clothes. I rushed to the "locker" again and took a bag of flour.

  The moment the countdown reached zero, Liang Yizhong sat in the bamboo forest, with a **** under her feet to prove that she just returned to her own house from here.

   It turns out that following the plot can not only prolong life, but also have the opportunity to go back?

  Holding the twenty packs of all-purpose seasoning powder he brought, Liang Yi fell into deep thought, and after a long time finally thought of a way to solve the predicament.

  Follow her back to ancient times. The packaging of flour and even seasonings will automatically become oiled paper bags, so you don’t have to worry about being asked about the origin.

  Holding something, Liang Yi went down the mountain, and just entered the yard, Zhou Zhongming turned his head when he heard the sound.

  Although separated by a black veil, Liang Yi knew that this man was not blind, it was just that he was injured and could not see the light.

  He can see a little, but deliberately pretends not to see anything, which is also a bit cunning. After all, she is the Xeon male protagonist of Dahuowen, with clever tactics, and has won a lot of fans by virtue of her straightforward abuse of scum, and even her in a different circle has been watched by Amway.

   It just looks a little too weak now. Could it be that he is holding back a bad move?

   "What's your sister-in-law thinking? Zhong Ming is willing to replace his elder brother to reconcile with his sister-in-law, and offer ten taels of silver as compensation." Zhou Zhongming asked casually, stroking Zhou An'an's head who was still playing with stones.

  (end of this chapter)