Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 204 Little Brother, He's Playing Good Again (29)

Whenever he is free every day, all kinds of weird thoughts will appear in his mind.

Then the more I think about it, the more I worry about it, and the more I think about it, the more anxious I become.

Just like now that she was turning over the ground, he would always stare at her hands involuntarily, always worrying in his heart, afraid that her palms would be blistered, and that her arms would hurt when she went back at night.

Yun Miao didn't notice his tangled expression, and smiled boldly while flipping the ground: "It's okay, I have great strength, and this job score is high."

Tired is a little tired, but she has been getting better and better recently.

The original owner's life has not been very good in the past few years, some are malnourished and a little weak.

Qi Mohan was a little anxious, and grabbed the hoe in her hand, "I have a lot of work points, I can give you half of them."

In fact, even without work points, he can support her now.

In the past few months of his rebirth, he didn't do nothing.

He found a group of brothers, occupied a piece of land in the black market in the town and city, bought and sold them, collected information by the way, and now it is developing very well.

Yun Miao directly pushed his hand away: "Silly, how can anyone dislike the lack of work points?"

Now the production team distributes food, pork and money, all according to work points.

If you earn more work points, you will get more food. What's wrong with that?

Seeing the girl who continued to bend over and sweat, but looked like a delicate porcelain doll, Qi Mohan was anxious, but he couldn't come up with a decent reason after thinking about it for a long time.

He was so angry that he wanted to slap himself a little bit.

Why is this mouth so stupid?

"Then...then you rest for a while, I will do this."

In the end, Qi Mohan couldn't find a suitable reason, so he could only put the water bottle in her hand, and quickly turned over the hoe that had snatched her.

Yun Miao was a little helpless.

Her strength is really great, and she is really not tired.

Seeing him stubbornly flipping over the ground without looking at her, Yun Miao could only turn around and go to the back.

I found a stone pier under the tree and sat down, drinking water and fanning the wind with a straw hat.

Qi Mohan turned his head and took a look, finally feeling a little relieved.

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At noon that day, Yun Miao was cleaning up the half of the house that had collapsed, and Qi Mohan brought in a load of mountain spring water.

"Why did you do it again? Didn't I say that I did it?"

Yun Miao patted the plaster on her hands, and walked out of the adobe brick house: "I can't sleep at noon, I'm bored, so I just clean up those broken bricks, then you just need to build it."

Qi Mohan's eyes fell on her slender and delicate hands, but he didn't see any scratches, so he turned his eyes away.

Pour water into the large water tank in the kitchen, put down the bucket, pick up the enamel basin, pour a basin of water in front of her, and wash her hands.

Then he said unhurriedly: "There is a family in the village, two men and two women, they should be your family."

"They know you are here, and it seems that the visitor is not good."

"Oh."

Yun Miao carefully washed the dirt inside her nails without even raising her head.

She has long known that plot is very powerful.

Even if she chose to go back to her hometown village, they would still follow her.

However, this saved her trouble, otherwise she would have to go back to the city to find them.

Qi Mohan secretly observed carefully, seeing that she didn't look sad, so he quietly let go of her heart.

"You can find me if you need anything."

Yun Miao tore off a towel from the bamboo pole, wiped the water from her hands, and gave him a sideways look: "I'll do the fighting!"

His eyes swept over his thin body, and he felt a little disgusted: "You are too weak, otherwise, you wouldn't have been chased all over the street."

If you can hit ten with one hit, just put people down and faint, is there still a need to run like that?

(End of this chapter)