Quick Transmigration: Evil Girl Whitewashing Raiders

Chapter 184 4. The scumbag in the world of female queens ([-])
With money, he will not wrong himself anymore, Yuan Ning decided to stay in the town for one night, and return tomorrow after buying all the things that are missing at home.

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After a good night's rest, Yuan Ning got up early the next morning, packed up his things and checked out of the room.

After two days, I gradually got used to the position where the things that should be done by men are done by women here.

For Yuan Ning, who is a woman herself, such a world should be more beneficial to her than a patriarchal world.

After a round of shopping, Yuan Ning spent ten taels, what's the concept?It took three or four years of expenses for ordinary farmers, and six or seven years of savings.

It's not that she wants to prodigal, but that family, it really lacks everything.

With such a large pile of things, Yuan Ning had to rent an ox cart, and returned to Xiliu Village in a posture that was destined to cause a sensation in the whole village.

In less than an hour, the whole village of Xiliu was boiling.I don't know how many people's jaws were shocked by Yuan Ning's shock.

"Hey~ Good guy, you haven't seen such a good thing with a big bullock cart. Tsk tsk, where did this bum get rich?"

"Hey, I heard that she returned it to her grandmother's house, and the Qian family gave a lot?"

"That's not true. I saw it with my own eyes. There are meat, cakes, and cloth."

"Hiss - is this really a hair?!"

"It's really rare and strange!"

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After delivering things to grandmother and Aunt Qian's house, Yuan Ning ignored the gossiping husbands pointing at her, and went straight back to Zhong.

After arranging and arranging the things bought home, I was busy repairing the roof, and then cut a lot of wood to make furniture decorations.

After this communication, Yuan Ning was busy running around. A few days passed, and when the official sent a man to the door, he suddenly realized that the day had arrived.

Yuan Ning felt a little complicated about the man who covered half of his body with a wide veiled hat.

Knowing his true identity and the deeds of the original owner, that scumbag, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

After politely sending off the official, Yuan Ning took him back home.

"My name is Yuan Ning, and I am the only one in this family now."

"Wife...Master..." It seemed a bit difficult to say this title, he paused before continuing, "My slave Lan Qing."

Lan Qing's tall stature of 1.7 meters eight and her slightly hoarse voice are extremely inconsistent with the aesthetics of women in today's world.

And his face, and his hands...

Aware of Yuan Ning's distraction, Lan Qing's hand slightly held the skirt beside her.

He knew that he was different from other men, which was once his luck, but now, he didn't know if it would become his misfortune.

Yuan Ning came back to his senses, only to realize that Lan Qing's body was a little stiff, maybe it was because he stared at him for too long?

Naturally looking away, Yuan Ning said with a smile, "You don't have to call yourself a slave, if you treat yourself as my husband."

"Slave... yes, wife master."

Yuan Ning, who covered his forehead, thought to himself, let's change this name slowly.

The official match will provide a set of wedding clothes for the couple so that they can worship and get married on the same day.

Yuan Ning asked him to go back to his room first and close his wedding clothes, rest by the way, and ask him to complete the etiquette after dusk.

In less than half a day, after he was settled, Yuan Ning began to get busy with various preparations.

Set up the wedding hall, and invite grandma, grandfather, aunt's family, and Aunt Qian's family to come and do the objective ceremony.

Prepare the ingredients, and ask the men with good craftsmanship in the village to cook a few tables of noodles.

When she changed into her wedding dress under her grandmother's constant urging, the time was just right.

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Everything went smoothly, and after sending away the grandmother who kept pulling her to popularize the intercourse, Yuan Ning wiped her forehead. The women here are so open that she couldn't hold it anymore.

After locking the door, Yuan Ning returned to the wedding room reeking of alcohol.

Lan Qing crossed her hands on the simple wooden bed, and when she heard her coming in, she trembled unconsciously, but she returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

If he hadn't been paying attention to him, Yuan Ning might not have noticed his fear and helplessness.

Hey, Yuan Ning sighed silently.

Holding the scale beam, he raised his red hijab without hesitation, and what caught his eyes was his deep eyes, tough facial features, and the scar that was deeply imprinted on his face from the left eyebrow to the finger.

(End of this chapter)