I went on a blind date with the wrong person and got married to a pig farmer.

"Big, big, big bad guy!"

The little brat finally spoke.

He sucked his fingers, turned around and ran. His chubby butt bounced up and down and his two short legs wobbled as he ran.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yang Cheng laughed at his back.

She went to the vegetable garden to look for the chicken, but found that it was gone.

"That's weird, where is Brother Ji? He's so timid."

Brother Ji is not timid, Brother Ji is afraid.

If Yang Cheng hadn't come just now, it felt like it would really be strangled to death by that little fat guy.

Today, a new companion came to the vegetable garden. It looks like a tall and strong pig, several times bigger than Brother Chicken. Brother Chicken wants to rely on it.

When Yang Cheng found Brother Chicken, it was holding a few pieces of water spinach and putting them into Little Pig Girl's mouth.

The little pig girl lay on the ground, with a look of intoxication and enjoyment on her face.

After Brother Chicken brought more water spinach, Little Pig Girl continued to open her mouth and waited for the food to be put into her mouth.

What a way to enjoy life!

He really opens his mouth as soon as the food is served!

Yang Cheng was extremely envious.

After returning to the bedroom from the vegetable garden, Yang Cheng fell headfirst onto the bed.

That little car is really not for adults to ride.

Her butt really hurts.

I don't know how that yellow-haired guy feels. He has a luxury car but he doesn't drive it, but has to ride other people's small cars. Doesn't it hurt his butt?

Yang Cheng slept until lunch time.

Xu Ma knocked on her door several times before she slowly woke up.

On the table.

"Xiaocheche's wife, Yang Cheng, right?"

After resting enough, old lady Xu began to ask questions.

She never took care of Qin Che when he was a child, and her feelings for this grandson were not as close as those for her other grandchildren, but among them, Qin Che was the most generous to her.

As long as there were festivals, there would always be gifts and red envelopes, which were quite valuable. Grandma Xu's vanity was greatly satisfied, and she gave her grandson a nickname: Xiaocheche.

She said that this is more pleasant and intimate.

No one in the Qin family likes "little car", it sounds so ugly, and they don't call it that anyway.

Yang Cheng was specially called by Old Lady Xu to sit next to her. While she was making soup for the old lady, she answered:

"Yes, orange of orange."

"What a good name, Little Car and Little Orange, very suitable. Little Car drives the car and takes Little Orange to the street to buy oranges. He didn't buy oranges, but bought a Little Car. Hahahaha, haha..." Old Lady Xu laughed.

quack quack...

A flock of crows flew past the window...

"Hahaha... Oh my goodness, how come you are so talented? You can even adapt this nursery rhyme about going up the mountain to fight a tiger that little Dun Dun sings every day!"

Qin Che's aunt chattered in agreement with Old Lady Xu.

Yang Cheng: "Hahaha, grandma, you are so talented."

Xu Fenfang: I have epilepsy.

Old Mrs. Xu: "Haha, Xiao Chengcheng, you used to raise chickens, right? But Xiao Cheche said you don't raise chickens anymore?"

"Well, the chickens were stolen, so I took a break for a while."

"Tsk tsk tsk! That won't do. You're still young, but you don't find something to do. You stay at home every day. I, an old woman, am not very flexible. Otherwise, I would go to the fields and dig a few acres of peanuts. Hey, you... marry a man with good conditions and become a rich wife..."

Old Mrs. Xu is also an old hermaphrodite.

Yang Cheng was not afraid of what she said.

"Grandma, I ordered a new batch of chicks the day the chickens were stolen. I'll start raising them again next week. I'll send you a few to make soup with then."

Yang Cheng understood that she was just looking for trouble because she had nothing to do.

When Mrs. Xu heard Yang Cheng's reply, she sighed. She didn't know what Yang Cheng was thinking. She felt that she had lost and was very upset.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The sound of a spoon hitting a bowl.

"Why did you give me so much soup? Xiao Chengcheng! Old people can't drink such greasy chicken soup, but you filled it up for me. Hey, young man, you are so reckless!"

Old Mrs. Xu frowned, sighed constantly, and looked at Xu Fenfang from time to time: Your eldest daughter-in-law is so ignorant.

Xu Fenfang really wanted to send her mother back to her hometown. She used to find fault with her all the time, and now she has changed her partner. How childish.

"Grandma," Yang Cheng poured half of the soup in Grandma Xu's bowl into his own bowl, and then used a spoon to scrape out the oil from the remaining soup bit by bit.

"Look, there's nothing there, nothing there!"

Old Mrs. Xu didn't say anything and just gulped down all the soup.

Finally I can eat normally.

After Yang Cheng finished serving the old lady, he was about to put some food into his mouth.

“Ah, ah, ah…”

A shrill pig squeal came from the vegetable garden.

I knew nothing good was going to happen!

"I'll go check it out!"

After saying that, he put down his chopsticks and ran out.

Sure enough, the little fat boy is there!

The little pig girl was sat on by the little fat boy's butt, and her four legs were flapping non-stop, while the chicken brother was stepped on the ground by the little fat boy's feet.

Yang Cheng snatched the chicken leg that the fat boy was chewing and pulled down his pants in a flash.

"Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap."

Yang Cheng raised his hand and gave him five big punches on the butt.

I really misjudged this little fat boy. He is not just naughty, he is really bad!

Pigs are so cute. If you dare to ride on them, their intestines will be squeezed and burst!

The little pig girl was lying on the ground gasping for breath, her eyes full of tears. When she saw Yang Cheng spanking Fatty's butt, she opened her mouth and almost laughed out loud.

"Wow wow wow..."

The little fat boy cried, with snot and tears.

He punched Yang Cheng's chest with his little fist.

"You big bad guy, I'll beat you to death! You big bad guy, I'll beat you to death!"

"Do you bully small animals like this at home? I'm telling you, you can't do this. When you go to kindergarten, you'll bully other kids. If you meet a strong kid, he'll beat you up so badly that even your grandma won't recognize you!"

"Puff puff!"

Yang Cheng reached out and wiped away the saliva that suddenly appeared on his face...

Damn...this little fat boy can also attack with saliva.

"Crack, snap, snap, snap."

Yang Cheng pulled open the other side of his pants and made several big cuts on his bare butt.

"Puff puff!"

"Hey? You can't spit on me!"

Yang Cheng stepped back because of his long legs.

The little fat boy stuck out his red butt, his face flushed and he tried to vomit, but there was no way he could vomit.

He doesn't have the skills of Qiu Qianchi yet.

He vomited a few times, but failed to spit out the saliva. Instead, he farted loudly and fell down.

"Wow wow wow, I'm going to find my grandma and beat you to death! Woo woo..."

Digging it out won't do.

The red mark on my butt is still there and I can't deny it even if I want to. Damn it, it was so fierce.

Yang Cheng grabbed the fat boy and kept massaging his little butt with her big hands. After a few minutes of massage, his butt was still very red, and the fat boy kept spitting at her.

Yang Cheng freed up one hand, pulled out a handful of grass, rubbed it on the ground until it was mashed into a pulp, and then rubbed it on his butt. After rubbing for a few seconds, his red butt turned green.

"Okay, little fat boy, go find your grandma!"