village pigwoman

Mrs. Xi's patience had been worn down by Chen Moying, especially after Chen Moying's illness, she wanted her grandson even more urgently.

She didn't talk much about other detours, and directly expressed her thoughts.

"Let me just say it straight, I think my son is interested in you.

You can tell what our family is like, otherwise, no matter where we are, just ask around and you will know.

I just want a grandson, granddaughter is fine too.

As long as you are willing, I will make the decision to match the two of you, and let you marry in and be a genuine young wife, with a luxurious life and a life of carefree life.

And your family, all the benefits are indispensable, your uncle's study, your sister's marriage, your brother's future future, your father, your uncle, they don't have to worry about their future life. "

After the words fell, Mrs. Xi, who was full of confidence, did not see the expected reaction.

Zhao Yuanle just looked at her calmly, without even a trace of surprise or doubt in his eyes.

Mrs. Xi frowned slightly.

"You do not believe?"

Zhao Yuanle shook his head: "That's not true, I still trust you Madam Xi."

Mrs. Xi was even more puzzled.

"Then you think I'm boasting? Hmph, I'm really not boasting. Even if the Chen family can't do something, my natal family can definitely do it."

Seeing Mrs. Xi's proud expression when she spoke, and the sense of superiority exuded in her bones, Zhao Yuanle hooked the corners of her mouth.

She also spoke slowly.

"Actually, your son told me about this."

When Mrs. Xi heard this, she seemed to be pleasantly surprised.

But Zhao Yuanle's next words extinguished the surprise directly.

Zhao Yuanle: "He has already told me about your thoughts, Mrs. Xi, and his thoughts.

He really didn't mean that to me, and the two of us have never had anything different from being friends.

The reason why he is unwilling to have children, Madam Xi, you should know best.

Therefore, it is not because he has never met someone he likes, but because of another reason.

If this reason is not resolved, he will never let go, let alone violate his own principles. "

Listening to Zhao Yuanle's words, Mrs. Xi's face was so dark that she could drip water.

Zhao Yuanle smiled.

"I think, Mrs. Xi, you should be more aware of your son's temperament."

Mrs. Xi was silent.

Zhao Yuanle also got up.

She reluctantly touched Hei Zaizi.

"Be good here, I will come to see you again when I have time."

If Hei Zaizi felt something, he raised his head, groaned sadly twice, and sent Zhao Yuanle and Wu Lin to the door, and then went out for a long way.

Finally, after being reprimanded by Zhao Yuanle, it reluctantly turned around and went back.

In the living room, Mrs. Xi was still sitting at the table with a sullen face.

Her eyes narrowed slowly.

My own son, I naturally know.

Since this was the only way to do it, then she had to.

She must have a grandson.

Even if this son resents her for a long time in the future, she will not regret the decision she made today. She also believes that when her son gets old, he will understand her good intentions and understand herself.

Outside, Zhao Yuanle followed the road here and found Ming Hongyan's residence without any effort.

She didn't know if Ming Huiyan was at home at this time, so she could only knock on the door hastily, and then asked the boy to report, and then retreated to the side with Wu Lin.

Wu Lin held the book and stood aside to read it vigorously. He glanced at Zhao Yuanle lightly and gave Zhao Yuanle his confidence.

"Animal kingdom, Vertebrate subphylum, Mammalia, Primates, Hominids belong to Homo sapiens."

After characterization, he opened

Mouth: "Beast."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

She really wanted to give Wu Lin two slaps.

Just as she was confronting Wu Lin, and Wu Lin was in the process of classifying Zhao Yuanle qualitatively, the servant at the side door ran over and brought an acquaintance.

Chibu stood expressionlessly at the door, looking at Zhao Yuanle and Wu Lin.

Zhao Yuan was happy to see that his belly was bare, so he felt relieved.

It's an acquaintance, very good.

The servants at the side were respectful and respectful to Zhao Yuanle and Wu Lin, and did not dare to underestimate them because of their clothes.

The red-bellied adults next to the master came in person, these two must be characters.

Zhao Yuanle and Wu Lin followed the red belly into Ming Hongyan's residence.

The courtyard here looks much simpler than the Chen family's, as simple as the owner here, but it is not low-key at all, and the heavy atmosphere blowing over the face is revealed in the details that are not easy to detect.

After Wu Lin glanced at the garden, he put away the book in his hand.

He appreciates the design here, and praises the vision of the owner here.

The two were silent all the way, immersed in the appreciation of this building.

When they reached a quaint wooden house under the shade of a tree, the red belly stopped.

The person inside the door heard the movement and entered with a low voice.

Chibu opened the door, stretched out his hand to Zhao Yuanle who was behind him, and stopped Wu Lin who wanted to follow him. biqupai.

His attitude towards Wu Lin and me was flat, but his eyes were wary.

"Excuse me, young master, you can go to another pavilion to rest."

Zhao Yuanle turned around with helpless eyes.

She opened her mouth slowly, ready to persuade Wu Lin and explain to Chifu.

Unexpectedly, Wu Lin nodded instead, turned around as I wanted, and didn't give Zhao Yuanle a single nostalgic look.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but speak.

"Why are you going?"

Wu Lin didn't look back.

"Look at the scenery, it looks better than you."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh..."

Sure enough, men are fickle. Fortunately, she doesn't need a man.

Chifu took his gaze away from Wu Lin, and reached out his hand to Zhao Yuanle again.

Zhao Yuanle understood, stepped over the threshold, and walked in.

Facing the bright sun, a few strands from the shade of the tree fell in through the hollowed-out window, just in time to shine on Ming Hongyan's green clothes, reflecting pieces of flowing light.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yuanle felt a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose.

Her gaze was attracted by the books on the wall behind Ming Yanyan, one of which seemed out of place inside.

"Pig Raising Manual?"

She was puzzled, and took another look to make sure she was right.

Ming Hongyan chuckled, and slowly closed the book in his hand.

"It looks good."

Zhao Yuanle: "I don't often use my eyes for reading, my eyes are naturally good."

Hearing this, Ming Hongyan raised his eyebrows lightly, and there was a trace of deep meaning in his voice.

"Is it good enough to be a sharpshooter?"

Zhao Yuanle paused and looked over.

she asked back.

"Or, should you say Sharpshooter."

Ming Hongyan chuckled softly.

"Unexpectedly, among the people you know is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Zhao Yuanle: "Mo Qingshan doesn't interact with me much."

Ming Hongyan's eyes drifted out of the window, the sun shone on his eyelids, and the warm light fell, and every black eyebrow could be seen.

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"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

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Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

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