Qin Jiao, who was standing in the crowd, looked at Mu Yiren's leaving back with jealousy in her eyes.

That woman is even prettier than her. With her in this village, wouldn't that threaten her status as the flower of the village?

What is her origin, and how deep is her relationship with the Qin family?

She was really worried that such a woman lived in brother Mingsheng's house.

Look at her appearance, she is not reserved at all, she is still smiling brightly at everyone, like a vixen.

Looking at her behavior, she doesn't look like a girl from the countryside. Could it be that she came from the city?

The most important thing is that this woman has lived in Qin's house for several days, and she doesn't know anything about it.

"Lianhua, do you know that woman? Why didn't I hear that there were relatives in the village who left?"

Generally, if someone in the village has relatives, the whole village will know about it within half a day.

But now, that woman has been living at Brother Mingsheng's house for several days, and there is no news from the village, which is really strange.

Lin Lianhua stared faintly at the back, and replied, "I just found out, Jiaojiao, that woman is so white, it's really enviable, have you seen her hairstyle? Look really It's foreign, as if all the girls in the city wear a braid."

Qin Jiao's face was sullen and displeased, "Hmph, what's there to envy, look at her, she just hasn't done any work, she stays at home every day, her face is of course pale, look at her body, she's so weak, What can you do!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Jiao tossed two braids and went home angrily.

Lin Lianhua twitched the corners of her mouth, and muttered to Qin Jiao's back, "Cut, it sounds like you've done a lot of work. You're not at home every day, and you haven't seen how pale your face is. Eat it!" If you don’t reach the grapes, say the grapes are sour, hum.”

Really annoying!

It's annoying enough to have a good-looking Qin Jiao, but now there's an even better one, it's really annoying.

It doesn't matter how good-looking it is, it's just not useful.

Just like that Qin Jiao, she is just a stupid one.

**

Mu Yi was not interested in paying attention to all the commotion after she left.

Back home, Mu Yiren went to his room, took the sacks he brought back last night to the main room, and prepared to distribute them to everyone when they came back.

"Sister Mu, what are you carrying?" Qin Anle looked curiously at Mu Yiren carrying a big sack.

Mu Yiren smiled playfully and blinked, "Good stuff, do you want it?"

Hearing this, Qin Anle's eyes lit up, but she restrained herself, "What a good thing~"

Mu Yiren saw Qin Anle's novel eyes, but he controlled his words and deeds sensibly, which made Mu Yi's heart soften, and he couldn't help but feel playful.

"Then tell me, what do you want most in your heart?"

Qin Anle pointed to herself, "Me? I want so many things."

Qin Anle didn't think much about it, she thought Miss Mu was teasing her, so she joked along.

"for example?"

An Le is really sensible, if possible, the Muyi people will help fulfill her little wish.

Qin Anle pointed his fingers and said, "First of all, what I want most is that our family can eat delicious white rice, not the kind of porridge we drink, but the kind of white rice that is steamed in a pot .”

Mu Yiren nodded seriously, "Well, you can have this, and then?"

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