Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1112: Can't find an opponent

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The whole yard was made by a group of big masters like a vegetable market, quite spectacular.

When passing by Mo Jinbo, Feng Qingbai spit out a little, "Three women in one street, you can reach two streets."

"What's the matter with the two streets? You can't keep up with half of the street. This is incompetence. As a man who is incompetent, you are embarrassed to jump in front of me? Hahaha!" Qian Wanjin stunned.

There are three women on the street, Fu Nuan has said it several times, when he can’t understand

Isn't it just mocking that he has a longer tongue than a woman

What's wrong

The long tongue will trample you to death.

Looking at the man who was not ashamed but proud, Liu Yusheng turned around and raised his thumb.

Qian Wanjin was waiting to be happy, and a big hand with slender joints also reached out, turning the woman's thumb over and down.

Qian Wanjin took off his shoes and slammed them at the man. The action was completed and the shoes were still in his hands.

"Oh, I'm sorry? No, we Xiaoye Qian has bear gall bladder, how can I be soft?" Xue Qinglian spit out her mouthwash under the eaves of the gallery, tut amazed.

"You know Mao? This girl is too insidious and always guarded. If you want to kill him, you must look for a foolproof opportunity. The little master has patience, I don't worry." Putting the shoes back on his feet, Qian Wanjin faced Xue Qinglian Give pointers to the country.

Thumbs down under the eaves of the harvest gallery.

Qian Wanjin turned a blind eye.

Who is he afraid of

Can Feng Qingbai easily provoke him? The whole compound knew about this, and he was not alone.

Not to mention others, it is said that Xue Qinglian and Liu Zhiqiu are known for being shameless and generous in the compound, and they also always avoid the wind and cypress.

To talk about counseling, no one is worse than anyone.

With his cleverness and wisdom, he would never be the first bird.

This is the experience he has exchanged with blood and tears after fighting Feng Qingbai for many years.

When the juniors were fighting happily, Mr. Liu, Mr. Qian, and other older generations, had already brought a small horse to the door of the stove and set up a dragon's formation.

Old man Liu has a stinky chess basket, but he is quite addicted to chess. Before Qin Xiao came to Xinghua Village, the old man often drew a tie with him and considered him a confidant. However, Qin Xiao's time in the village was too short, and the old man could not find an opponent in the village when people left.

This time it was so easy to come up with an old man, Qian Baihaoqian, who is also good at chess, how can he let it go? Take advantage of the coolness in the morning, before the sun is exposed to the sun, kill two sets first.

The old man held a hip flask and squinted his eyes to watch the game.

Liu Yusheng clearly ordered several old guys to drink a ration every day. No matter how much he was able, he couldn't pick up more alcohol. To understand the anti-alcohol addiction, he could only use a hip flask for tea, deceiving himself that what he drank was wine. After a long time, I actually tasted something, and gradually developed a habit.

Liu Daliu Er also wanted to see from the side that he was kicked into the kitchen room by the old man, handing wood to burn the fire.

So in addition to the constant quarreling in the yard, from time to time, the rogue's excuses of the old man regretting chess began to be mixed.

The old man of the Qian family was so polished that he could hardly lose his temper.

Finally a strong sense of loneliness was born.

In the entire Liu family compound, he felt that he was the only one, and he was a normal person.

Of course, the character of the old fox is not so easy to grasp, the old fox has another characteristic, and the face is also very thick.

There is a saying that things are going to be reversed. He has been so groundless that he has begun to shame.

Isn't it regretful? OK, everyone regrets it together.

Anyway, if you change it, I will also change it. It will be crazy together.

He made this decision by calculation. As a guest, he had to give the owner face. The old man took him to play chess. He was ashamed to say that he couldn't tell his way, so he decided to use the same shameless trick to force him. Elder Liu himself was disappointed and retired, and he was relieved.

But he misestimated the wonderful work of the Liu family, and the old man did not retreat. When he saw that he frequently regretted the game, the old man actually beamed his eyes and cited him as a confidant.

This is the level of a master with him, a game of chess can fight for a long time and can't end the game.

The match is equal to each other.

Old man Qian grabbed the ground with his head and worshipped.

After having lunch that day, Mr. Qian said farewell and fled, and went back to Beijing first.

When I left, I didn't forget to take away my unsuspecting son.

"Hey, it was so easy to find an opponent, but he left in a blink of an eye. What a pity." Mr. Liu regretted seeing the carriage disappear at the end of the path at the entrance of the compound.

"Grandpa, I think Master Qian was scared away by you." Liu Yusheng told the truth.

The old man immediately refused to accept, "How can it be scared? Everyone is equal, and my chess skill is not much better than him. Master Qian must have gone in a hurry, and people can do business as leisurely as we do? Besides, there is still delicateness in Xiaojinjin. Jingcheng is waiting for him, so he has to go back and report his safety."

With a light cough, the old man walked back with his hands on his back.

What a pity, it was so easy to come across a chess player who was willing to reduce his chess skills to the same level as him, and could still regret chess with him. Why did he leave so quickly

It's hard to handle this time, and no opponent can be found.

Behind, Liu Yusheng pulled Feng Qingbo silently and quickly flashed into the backyard.

The surreptitious appearance made Feng Qingbai dumbfounded.

"What are you doing so cautiously?"

"Grandpa really couldn't find anyone to play chess, so he must catch you. Playing chess with you makes him so sad."

"..." He can't be blamed for this, he is a junior, and the unborn father is in front of the junior, he is not allowed to be ashamed of life and death, and he is not allowed to let him go.

He can quietly let the old man win, but who is the old man? The gentleman in his heart, he is not at all comfortable to win in this way.

Losing is even more uncomfortable.

So the only thing Feng Qingbai can do is to avoid being caught by the old man when no one can find the top bag.

It's the old man who feels bored in the end.

Back in the hall, the old man was still lamenting that he had killed the invincible hand in the whole village, and was stupefied by the old lady Liu.

Take Feng Qingbai as an example, and the old man was speechless.

This matter was digested internally between the old couple, not spread out.

Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye it is the day when the rice is harvested, and the whole village is hot.

The most lively time for harvesting rice is early morning.

Before the sun came out, I was able to speed up the harvest for almost an hour, and when the sun came out, it was also the most unpopular time of the day.

At this time, I looked at the rice field on the edge of the Qinghe River, and there were people everywhere. The golden rice field was shoveled bald bit by bit while flying with sickles. Various shapes were drawn on the golden map at the speed of nibbling.

Both sides of the river bank are extremely lively.

There is a bumper harvest of rice, and the farmers are not happy. Happiness is not only expressed in the face, but also in the voice that is raised during the chat.

So here you can see another scene, two villages chatting across the bank, as close as a family.