Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

The warm and cloudy breath hit the sensitive ears, Song Le stepped back with his eyes wide open, and rubbed his ear canal: "Okay, okay, I won't."

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Watching the long group of carriages go away, Song Le gradually put down his hand to wave goodbye.

Hugged by Ah Man at the waist, Song Le tilted his head and smiled, ignoring the strangeness just now.

After that, Song Le concentrated on making a fortune.

Cheng Fengyue can't sell wine for a lifetime, Uncle Xiao will always have a time when he can't hold an axe, Ah Man has to think carefully about getting married, and find a good family for her to entrust her for the rest of her life...

Song Le exchanged the last amount of 500 Ruanmei coins and bought dozens of acres of barren fields. He planned to plant them for a few years to make them fertile, and then rent them out for rent.

Although there are quite a few people hired, Song Le has to worry about the tens of acres of land.

So, day after day, let her develop the habit of going for a walk every few days, no matter whether it is cold or hot.

After a while, another three years passed by in a flash.

In three years, Ah Man has grown from the little girl who followed her to steal chickens into a slim girl, Cheng Fengyue has fine lines at the corners of her eyes where she always smiles wantonly, Luo Xiao will inevitably cough for a while every winter .

Only Shen Ruoyi, who was far away in the capital and hadn't returned for three years, Song Le didn't know what he had become.

Every year during festivals, he would send people here to deliver things, rich silver, all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, brocade clothes and warm quilts.

Song Le still had the illusion of being watched at first, but then he got used to it.

But there are also gossip and discussions, often aimed at Song Le.

"Things are being sent home continuously, and I haven't seen anyone return them once, and I don't miss the beauties at home?" Someone asked narrowly.

Song Le and Shen Ruoyi were in the village. In the eyes of outsiders, they had long been an inseparable couple, only a piece of marriage contract was missing.

Moreover, as she grew up step by step, Song Le's wanton beauty carved out of almost the same mold as Cheng Fengyue became more and more eye-catching, but, unlike her mother, Song Le's bright facial features were calm and clear. .

But the fact is that Shen Ruoyi hasn't been back once in the past three years, and this is the fourth year, so she doesn't know if she will come back.

"Hey, so what about beauty, beauty can be eaten? Let me tell you, this number one scholar must have found a new love in the capital!"

"That's right, the capital is so prosperous, and there are so many beauties... I'm afraid Zhuangyuan Lang has been dazzled, how can he remember his family..."

Song Le has always turned a deaf ear to it, if Shen Ruoyi is as they said, that would be a good thing.

Right now, the only thing she worries about is the self-rescue mission whose progress is still 0.

Even after three years of no interaction with Shen Ruoyi, the progress is still motionless, zero is zero.Could it be something wrong with this plane?

Before he could figure out why, Song Le, who was wrapped in a thick cotton fur and looking around the field, felt his feet slip, and a sharp pain followed.

——She fell into the thin ice-formed creek by the side of the path, and her sprained right foot seemed to be broken. Apart from the severe pain, it was numb. The pain was so painful that she was about to burst into tears, but at least she held back .

There was still fine snow falling in the sky, and there was no one around the field at all. Her clothes were soaked in icy water, and she was so cold that Song Le couldn't stand up even if she wanted to.

To be a good person, I asked for leave and went out a week ago, saying that I was going to find him a little friend.

She was desperate when she heard hurried footsteps.

Song Le hurriedly shouted loudly, but fortunately the young man heard it.