The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 833 The Old Dream of the Republic of China 23

Compared with the second aunt who was in a hurry to go to the room, the third aunt lived a leisurely life.

"I thought she was so good at Sun Hong, but the result is still the same as me. After a meal of whipping, she has also provoked the Zuo family. This is much worse than ours." The third aunt heard about this. After this incident, I just feel very happy.

As early as when the second concubine and Wen Jun were whipped, the third concubine had already wanted to go out and set off firecrackers.

Hearing now that Wen Ling went to Zuo Mansion, he was even more happy to eat an extra bowl of rice.

Wen Zhen was young and couldn't keep things under control, but now he was very irritable: "Then Wen Ling won't settle the previous accounts together, will he?"

That is to say, a few days ago, they took the initiative to come to find fault.

Upon hearing Zhen's question, the third aunt paused for a while with the hand holding the bowl, and then said with a smile: "There is no need to panic, didn't your father each play [-] big boards that day, did not favor anyone, and did not lean Who are we worried about, why should we panic, and with Sun Hong and the others facing the gunfire in front, the most we can do is to be touched by flying pieces, which is not a big deal."

The third aunt thought too clearly that the big fire eyes had already been blocked by the second aunt, so there was no need for the two of them to panic.

In addition, Wen Zhen is more likable than Wen Jun in Wen Sheng's place, so Wen Sheng usually protects their wives, so there is no need to worry about it.

"It's kind of heart-warming." Wen Ling couldn't help but sneered seeing the third aunt's appearance in the live broadcast.

Seeing this, 233 tentatively asked, "Why don't you kill her?"

"That's not necessary. She's not the only concubine in the backyard. When she gets angry, it's fun for them to fight on their own. Why should we intervene?" Wen Ling is not in a hurry, the most urgent thing right now is her benefactor.

"Hurry up, let me see if I cut the picture of the benefactor, I think I'm going to be a rickshaw driver right now." Wen Ling was anxious to see the benefactor, and didn't bother to see how the people in Wenfu were doing.

The screen quickly changed to the gate of Qianle Gate.

Right now, the night in the city is just beginning.

When the lights first came on, the whole city was relatively quiet, but in the area of ​​Qianlemen, it was full of joyous singing and dancing.

"The first half of the warrior army is dead, and the beauties are still singing and dancing under the tent." Wen Ling looked at such a night scene, and then thought about the battle situation in the north, and couldn't help sighing.

It was rare for 233 to keep his mouth shut.

Because it doesn't know what to say at all.

At this moment, Chen Qi had just arrived, and the rickshaws had their own territory and rules, and they were all queuing up.

A group of rickshaw drivers lined up in a row at the unique position of rickshaws.

Just like the black cars at the entrance of the community in modern times.

Everyone lined up.

When people come out, you go over and pull them.

They are all eating and dawdling in this area, abiding by the rules, but it is better than anything else.

If you really jumped in the line and robbed people, you might be attacked by other people.

So, everyone lined up, and Chen Qi came late, so he was at the bottom of the line.

In the corner, it was pitch black, and 233 had turned on the lighting, so Wen Ling could see Chen Qi's appearance clearly.

The young boy has just grown up, but he is actually not tall, and his visual height is around 175.

Years of hard work, lack of nutrition, lack of food, and carrying bags on the pier every day, with such a pressing method, the bones will not grow back.

Therefore, being able to grow to such a height is already a result of genetics.

(End of this chapter)