MTL - Beautiful Farming Wife-Chapter 132 Dial

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Du Dazhuang always felt that there was a line of sight lingering on him.

"Oh, that, it's me." When he was spotted, Hei Ya took a vegetable basket and stuck his tongue out of the tree.

She was in a good shape, her black long hair loosened, a touch of rouge was painted on her face, and a water-green skirt made her look beautiful.

Is it her?

Du Dazhuang had been looking at her, with four eyes facing each other, sparks flashing through the air.

Hei Ya knew that Du Dazhuang had a good impression on her, otherwise her dark face would not flash red.

She stepped on the light lotus step, stepped over the grass, pursed the corner of her mouth, and smiled sweetly at him: "Big and strong, coincident, and I have met you again."

"Why are you here?" Du Dazhuang looked at her in doubt, and the nearby vegetable plots belonged to his house, so what did she do?

"I, I just want to see you." Hei Ya stared at him, and immediately bowed his head in shame.

Her expression was like a blooming flower, beautiful and moving, but Du Dazhuang knew that he was a family member, and it was not good to say a few more words to her, so as to avoid gossip.

He ignored her, and continued to bow his head with a hoe. "Why don't you ignore me, didn't we have a good talk last time?"

The dullness of his eyes hurt the black girl.

Du Dazhuang replied and continued to work. These vegetable plots are large in area and may take some time.

He thought about finishing early, so that he could go home, because the black girl's look at him scared him.

Weeding and loosening the soil quickly completed a vegetable plot.

Turning around, he saw that Hei Ya did not know when he came to him, took out Spar and tried to wipe his sweat.

"What are you doing?" Du Dazhuang stepped back, not very comfortable with her actions.

Heiya's pretty face was scratched with a trace of injuries, and she was aggrieved and said, "I, I see you sweating a lot, just want to wipe the sweat for you, why are you fierce?

"I do n’t know if I am a man or a woman." Du Dazhuang took over the boxer and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

I saw Heihu hugged him from behind: "Zhuangzhuang, there is a lot of sweat behind you, let me wipe it for you."

"What are you doing?" He pushed her away.

I saw the black girl holding him: "Dazhuang, I, I like you, you know, I have liked you for a long time, I want to be good to you ..."

Du Da's tall figure shivered: "You take care of yourself, but I have a daughter-in-law, and you are also a decent person."

He was so strong that he pushed her away. He walked away and saw her squatting on the ground and crying.

"Du Dazhuang, you come back, you come back. Ooo ..." Heiya wiped her tears with one hand and scolded with one hand.

What kind of world is this? The man she looks after can't get it. The man who gets it is disgusting Barra, why is her life so hard.

She murmured in her mouth, talking about bitter water all of a sudden, and suddenly she saw the **** on the vegetable floor, her eyes lit up.

Maybe he will come back, otherwise why not take away the hoe?

This must be the case. Heiyan broke her tears, wiped her tears with her hands, rolled up her sleeves, exposed her slender arms, and wiped her head with a **** to weed.

When Du Dazhuang went to the river to wash his face, when he came back, he saw the black girl waving her **** in the ground, but the woman hadn't left yet?

In the vegetable field, the black girl was sweating like rain, and her slender arms were white and dazzling. Who said she was black and knew it clearly?

Her posture was graceful, and the two white rabbits on the chest were made from her movements. He remembered the heart-beating that was hit by her a few days ago, the kind of touch that could not be said by touch.

Look at her waist is very thin, and she is very young. It is probably because she gave birth to a child and looks very charming.

Du Dazhuang swallowed subconsciously, and saw the black girl look up at him with surprise: "Dazhuang, you are back."

He froze, grabbed the **** in her hand, and said coldly, "Why don't you go."

"Dazhuang, I'm waiting for you, I know you will come back, I like you ..."

As soon as Hei Ya grasped his big hand, delicate sweat beads dripped into his palm, and seemed to drip into his heart. "Don't make trouble, you know, I have a daughter-in-law, and you have a second son who hurts you ..."

When mentioning Ergouzi, Heiwa suddenly cried. The pear flower was raining.

"What's the matter with you, don't cry." Du Dazhuang was the least likely to see a woman cry, and the six gods who immediately panic when she cried.

"Don't mention Ergou. Do you think I really wanted to marry him? If he hadn't strengthened me, I ..." Heiya said intermittently, and the tears and expressions were jealous.

Tears were like pearls with broken threads, which rolled down one after another, crystal clear.

"He, he treats you so well, you are such a good daughter-in-law, he doesn't cherish it so much, those two dogs are really nothing."

Wang Ergou had a bad reputation in the village before. After listening to Heiya's "complaints", Du Dazhuang believed more in her distress. Immediately angry, if it was replaced by his daughter-in-law, it would have hurt in his hands. "Dazhuang, I like you, I know you have a daughter-in-law, I don't care, I just want to sneak up with you secretly ..." Heiya's crying pear flower flew into his arms with rain, and his small hand was still rubbing on his wide chest . Her tears made Du Dazhuang particularly distressed. Such a beautiful woman would cry and always make men have an index of pity. "Dazhuang, I can see that you like me too ..."

Seeing that his body was stiff, did Heya allow him to flinch, and adjusted the angle of the body even more, the rugged body nestled in his arms. "Dazhuang ... 唔 ......" Du Dazhuang was a pure-hearted man, who couldn't stop her from making a few moves. Seal her small mouth directly, hug her body horizontally, hold it on the lush grass not far away, and the tall and strong body will be pressed down. The two got together on the grass, and had to say that this black girl was much better than his daughter-in-law, and her tenderness was like water. After the incident, the black girl was carefully dressed, her face was flushed, and she shouted shyly, "Dazhuang ..." "Black girl, I ... I like you too, rest assured, I will be responsible for you I will leave as soon as possible. "If it wasn't for the one who didn't sign at home, the wife would have been dumped. Heiya didn't expect him to say this, and it was very unexpected: "I'm very content to be a woman who can be yours. I don't want to cause you trouble."

Du Dazhuang saw that she really liked him, and she felt moved for a while, and the more she felt sorry for her: "Hey, wait for me, I will marry you." He dressed well, looked left and right, see four No one said, "Hey, it's getting late, you go back quickly."

Hei Ya was still silent in his heroic performance just now, and once again took the initiative to loop around his waist: "Big and strong, it's still early, I still want ..."

Maybe she had tasted her delicious food. Du Dazhuang saw no one around, and entered the grass again, and lingered with her.

Until the setting sun came down, Heiya braved her sore body and returned home with a satisfied look in her vegetable basket.

There was smoke in the house, Wang Ergou was wearing an apron and was busy near the kitchen stove. When he saw the door was pushed open, he knew that the black girl had returned.

Limara had a face and was angry: "Hey, it's all afternoon, where have you been, and you know how to come back to cook?"

Hei Li managed the dress on her body until she could see no flaws. Then she went into the kitchen with a basket of green vegetables: "Wang Ergou, what are you calling? I ’m not going to dig vegetables in the vegetable field and come back. "" It takes an afternoon to dig vegetables? "Wang Ergou mocked. "This ... this is not passing by Aunt Qiu, and I talked with her for a long time, you also know that she was a taciturn, and stopped as soon as she said it." Black girl smiled stiffly, her lips still remembering someone's taste . "Aunt Qiu is a long-spoken woman in the village who is famous, and she's sloppy. You will rarely deal with her in the future." Wang Ergou instructed. "Okay, I know, just don't go with her. Come, I'll cook for the second dog. Let's go to the fire." Hei Ya grabbed the spatula in his hand and started the fry cooking. Wang Ergou looked at her, and felt guilty in her heart. The daughter-in-law was really hard and brought her children to cook. She had to find a way to do something to make her live a good life. At dinner, Wang Ergou was eating greens and pickles, and the food at home was not very good.

Looking at the sweet-looking black girl, he said, "Daughter, I have worked hard for you this time. It is useless for me to make you live a good life." It is not only useless, it is useless.

She hadn't tasted Du Dazhuang's taste before. Compared with this one, one is heaven and the other is the earth, the two dogs are the mud on the ground.