The host is a piece of trash

Chapter 153 Farming, Girl (1)

"A tael of silver is cheap for you! Will you sell it or not?"

Lu Yue felt the pain coming from her body, she opened her eyes confusedly, and the soles of a pair of cloth shoes were facing her head.

Lu Yue immediately jumped back with all the hair on her body standing on end.

The owner of the shoes seemed quite surprised, she sneered: "It runs so fast, so you plan to sell it for one tael?"

Before Lu Yue could react, something was smashed on his forehead.

"Crazy?" Lu Yue breathed out the fragrance in pain.

"Hey, have you grown up? Let me tell you, if you don't sell one or two today, you have to sell it!" Grandma Sun glared at her coldly.

Lu Yue rubbed her eyes, and the scene in front of her gradually became clear.

Speaking of which, this body is not hers, is it?
Otherwise things wouldn't connect so quickly.

She is soul wearing mission world this time?
Lu Yue looked at the antique room in front of her, the two children crying uncontrollably in the corner, and the mother-in-law who was looking at her coldly with a stick.

She cleared her throat, picked up a stick next to her, and pointed at the woman: "Your mother, it's like her mother is dreaming!"

How can he bear this hatred after being smashed by a shoe?

At worst, what are you afraid of if you die again?
She, Lu Yue, was afraid of everything, but she was not afraid of death!

Thinking of this, Lu Yue's stick fell down, Grandma Sun didn't expect Lu Yue to make a move, so she was stunned.

Lu Yue doesn't have much strength, but beating someone with a bamboo pole is very painful, it has nothing to do with strength. Grandma Sun felt her back was burning, and she also exploded: "Little bitch, how dare you do it?"

Grandma Sun was obviously stronger and she was almost pressing down on Lu Yue to hit her. But Lu Yue was the kind of person who faced the blow and would hit him back no matter how many sticks he took. So the two of them fought. Fighting and hitting, for a moment they were evenly matched.

The two little girls who were still hugging and crying were stunned when they saw this scene, and then the older girl silently picked up the other two bamboo poles on the side and gave one to her sister.

"Let's beat this bad woman together!"

"That's right," the little girl sniffled, "She actually encouraged Mother to betray us! Bad guy!"

So, one-on-one quickly turned into three-on-one.

As the saying goes, among the three cobblers, Zhuge Liang is the best, after a while, Lu Yue successfully stepped on Grandma Sun.

"Huh? Is it fun for me to hold your feet?" Lu Yue panted, but she felt a rare sense of physical and mental comfort.

Two little girls stood behind Lu Yue, timidly grabbing Lu Yue's clothes.

Lu Yue is in a very good mood, the two little girls just helped her beat someone together, and they share the same hatred, now the relationship between the few people is simply a qualitative sublimation.

Of course, this is only Lu Yue's unilateral thought, she waved her hand boldly: "Let's go."

"Mother, Yinzi." The older little girl pointed timidly, her eyes flickered slightly, she was probing.

Lu Yue suddenly realized: "That's right, she needs to pay for beating us like this!"

Where Lu Yue was satisfied with the one tael of silver, she directly searched Grandma Sun and took five taels of silver from a relatively shallow sachet. She didn't know the exact amount, anyway, she weighed it twice and left with a smile.

Grandma Sun vomited blood angrily after being stepped on the ground, but a strange pleasure rose in her heart.

Money will always come back.

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After Lu Yue was brought home by two little girls, she sat in the dilapidated log cabin to accept the mission background.

(End of this chapter)