Princess Agent: The Sweet Country Girl’s Way to Glory

Old Mrs. Su turned around and ran to Huang Shunzhen's house, looking through boxes and cabinets. In Huang Shunzhen's makeup box, he saw many unhusked grains, and there was also a pile of rice under the bed!

Mrs. Su was furious, how could these grains be similar to the grains in the rice warehouse! Old Mrs. Su was about to rush to see the rice silo, and suddenly Yu Zhishi rushed over, "Old man! The grains in the granary are gone! I don't know who stole it!"

I don't know when Xie's woke up by himself. Grandpa Su didn't greet Xie's. Instead, he took Xie's who had just woke up in a coma and ran to the granary to take a look.

Huang Shunzhen stayed where she was, her face pale in shock.

There are so many more grains here out of thin air. It is a coincidence that the grains in the granary have disappeared again. This is not... Doesn't it mean that the grains and the grains she kept here are not the grains in the granary!

These two people will definitely not listen to her explanation, then she is done! I will definitely be killed!

Huang Shunzhen was panicked for a while, and then hurriedly packed up her clothes to run back to her parents' house, but suddenly found that her clothes were missing! Pulling the closet for a long time, took out a few clothes full of mouse **** from the bottom of the millet, discarded them on the ground in disgust, and then hurriedly wrapped up the hidden private money and ran away.

As soon as I ran to the door, I heard Grandpa Su yelling: "Huang Shunzhen! Stop for me!"

Turning around, Mrs. Su held a bamboo stick in his hand and ran over aggressively.

This is going to kill her!

How dare she stop!

Huang Shunzhen ran fast and ran to the entrance of the village, then took the trail and ran to the mountain to hide.

"Ah! You little bitch! Run! See if I won't catch you and peel your skin!"

"I see where you can run to hide! Do you dare to do such a shameful thing, for fear that God will strike you by thunder!"

"..."

Su Wanwan went out to dig wild vegetables, and when she heard Xie's and Old Lady Su shouting and cursing for a long time, she suddenly felt ridiculous. She wanted to come to her house for some time to be peaceful. Next time I go to town, Su Wanwan decides to buy a few kilograms of crispy melon seeds to admire these cute mice.

As the sky sinks, the sky is full of red clouds. Su Wanwan digs wild vegetables and goes to the end of the village. Before arriving, she sees the green willow trees from a distance. A thatched cottage stands quietly on the side, giving Su Wanwan a kind of place for a moment. In the landscape of a well-known ancient painting.

The door of the thatched house was opened with a thin slit. Su Wanwan knocked on the door lightly. Unexpectedly, the door was not closed. She opened one. Inside, there was a coffee table, a few wooden stools, and a wooden bed. The teenager was sitting. Picking up a pen to paint, calmly, not disturbed by her.

Su Wanwan entered the door by herself and stood aside. Seeing that there was no ink in the juvenile inkstone platform, she wanted to help her grind, but she was afraid that she would not make a fool of herself.

Qi Chengfeng tapped the tip of his pen lightly to outline the outline of the landscape. The landscape in the painting became agile in his pen. Su Wanwan suddenly felt that he was a master and was copying the painting.

After watching it for a long time, I felt bored again. Suddenly the girl’s charming voice pierced her eardrums, “Brother Chengfeng, I’m afraid I’m going to trouble you again! Please write a letter for me and send it to my uncle.”

Huang Yihuan's voice? Turning his head slightly in doubt, he saw Huang Yihuan's face wearing a veil.

It's really narrow!

Su Wanwan smiled and looked at Huang Yihuan, "Why didn't I know you still have an uncle?"

The children of the Huang family are thin and only have Huang Yihuan's father and aunt. Huang Yihuan's father has only one son and one daughter. No matter who is in the family, Huang Yihuan is even more spoiled.

"Why don't I have an uncle anymore? Uncle Yuanfang is also an uncle, huh!" Huang Yihuan raised his face proudly, and suddenly realized that the person talking to him was Su Wanwan. He was immediately annoyed, "Su Wanwan! You ugly woman, don't pester the wind. brother!"

Heh, Su Wanwan really didn't understand why Huang Yihuan had put on a veil, so shameless appearance and thought to taunt her, it was so ridiculous!

"You look in the mirror and compare with me. Who is ugly?" Su Wanwan was extremely unhappy.

"Shut up!" Qi Chengfeng was disturbed by the two, put the pen in place, and said patiently: "Miss Huang, you come back later, I'm not free today."

Huang Yihuan was anxious, "Brother Chengfeng, how can you be unavailable? I finally came here to look for you, you..."

She was in tears when she said that, this trick made Su Wanwan admire very much. She had the same methods as her aunt, but they were both very nasty.

"Sorry, it's getting late today. I'm afraid it's not too convenient for lone men and widows." Qi Chengfeng said without looking at it.

When Su Wanwan heard it, she thought of her stinking reputation, and continued to stand fearlessly under Huang Yihuan's angry gaze.

"Why are you still not leaving? Chengfeng brother said that being alone in the same room is not good for your reputation." Huang Yihuan walked out the door while talking in order to show a sensible look, but Su Wanwan did not move.

"If you like to go, just leave, my own reputation is none of your business? Why should you worry about me. Besides, my reputation is so bad, and I don't mind any more."

"You!" Huang Yihuan wanted to scold Su Wanwan, but felt that she had lost her identity. After thinking about it for a while, she said: "I am not like you. I value my reputation very much."

"Puff!" Su Wanwan laughed. Huang Yihuan is afraid that she doesn't know what others say about her. People in the village know Huang Yihuan's face and even warned her son not to marry a girl like Huang Yihuan. It's a girl, just tell her to be gentle and demure, not like Huang Yihuan.

"As a girl, I still know what it means to be gentle and virtuous, unlike you." Huang Yihuan touched the flower on his head softly, hearing Su Wanwan goose bumps all over the floor.

"Since the girl knows, please go back." Qi Chengfeng got up, closed the door, and then slammed Su Wanwan against the wall, their faces pressed against their faces, and the boy's warm nose sprayed on the tips of his ears, itchy. Su Wanwan's heart was like a pool of stagnant water.

"You...what are you doing?" Su Wanwan flushed.

The two postures were very ambiguous, Qi Chengfeng quickly put down his hands, his face flushed, but calmly moved, and said: "I stepped on something just now to do such an unruly thing. I still look to the girl Haihan."

"Little hooligan! I don't believe in your nonsense!" Su Wanwan gave a blank look, but saw Qi Chengfeng move slightly, kicking out the melon skin under her feet.

It's really slippery...

Su Wanwan took out the small wooden plaque he had prepared and gave it to Qi Chengfeng, "There are one thousand taels here, and you just take the small wooden plaque to the bank to withdraw money."

"Okay." Qi Chengfeng nodded and accepted, and then asked nonchalantly: "What did you say? How much is in it?"