The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 821 The Old Dream of the Republic of China 11

The original owner's uncle is not an inconspicuous person in the countryside.

After all, the older brother is great, and the younger brother can't be too inferior.

The original owner's uncle owned a lot of land, he was considered a farmer in the countryside, and he used planting to make a fortune, and his life was not worse than that of Wen Sheng in Fengzhou City.

But people like the quietness of the countryside and being away from the troubles of war, so they don't want to come to the city no matter what.

The original owner's grandmother was also in the countryside with her youngest son, and was too lazy to come over to meddle with Wen Sheng.

Wen Ling felt that when his grandfather's family was unreliable, he could still go to the countryside to pick up his grandmother.

I don't believe it, no one can cure this piece of shit Wen Sheng.

And he bullied his benefactor, hum, he must be punished!

Thinking of this, Wen Ling got up directly, skipping Xiao Yu who came in with snacks, and went into the room to change clothes.

After changing into a small red and white dress, and tidying up her hair, Wen Ling strode out.

The whip in his hand was pinned behind his waist, looking very sassy.

Xiao Yu shivered at the sight.

Xiao Yu was a maid arranged by Wen Sheng after the original owner returned to the country, regardless of whether the original owner was loyal or not.

She is not fooling around in a foreign country, she has actually learned to be self-reliant and self-reliant, and she doesn't usually use maids to serve her.

However, the little ginseng spirit feels that if the one who stays with her is not a loyal one, it is actually useless.

As for Xiao Yu, for the time being, she really doesn't seem loyal.

His eyes are wandering, and his movements are a little wretched. He really doesn't look like a good person.

"Miss, where are you going? We beat the second aunt, this, this..." Xiao Yu saw that Wen Ling was going out, and wanted to stop her.

As a result, Wen Ling unceremoniously whipped him over.

Xiao Yu was so frightened that she almost jumped three feet high.

"My lady is doing things, and you still use a little maid to intervene?" Seeing Xiao Yu dodging away in fright, Wen Ling turned around and left.

There is only one small car in the house, which Wen Sheng usually uses to go out for entertainment.

Even his favorite aunt or confidante can't use his car alone.

Therefore, there is no car for Wen Ling to travel.

Fortunately, there are still many rickshaws when traveling nowadays.

He raised his hand to beckon a car to come over, and Wen Ling went straight out the door.

As for Xiaoyu who reacted and followed?

Who cares about her?

Just the few words she said to her just now, Wen Ling felt that this maid was already in jeopardy.

When she comes back after filing a complaint, she can stay as cool as she can.

Wen Ling hurriedly went to his grandfather Zuo's house.

Zuo's house was farther away from Wen's house, so he didn't live in this area, but in the new city.

There are all small western-style buildings, and most of the people who live there are new-style nobles, or merchants and the like.

Those like Wen Sheng who are still conservative at heart, most of them live in this garden area.

These can be regarded as two rich areas in Fengzhou City.

From one area to another, it takes a long time to take a rickshaw.

Seeing the driver panting and running back and forth with long legs alternately, Wen Ling knew that this rickshaw driver's work was really not easy.

When I met Lu Yuan, I really tried my best to pull the cart.

Looking at the coachman, Wen Ling couldn't help but think of the benefactor in this world.

He is probably carrying goods at the pier now, and he will go to Qianlemen to pull the cart at night.

He was still a young boy, so tired every day, his body couldn't bear it at all.

Thinking of this, Wen Ling's face darkened.

After filing a complaint, I went to find my benefactor. It was such a happy decision.

(End of this chapter)