The fake daughter is so crazy! After going to the countryside, she is spoiled by a rough man every d

"There must be a reason." He Jing asked.

Zhou Qianan glanced and said, "You are good-looking, does that count?"

"..." This answer was superficial, but He Jing knew that this was Zhou Qian's answer.

After a moment's silence, He Jing decided not to ask any more questions.

Zhou Qian'an, however, couldn't stay idle. He kept talking about this and that and could never finish.

He Jing didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

When they were almost at the door of their house, Zhou Qi'an suddenly stopped and asked, "Do you still think I'm boring?"

"No." He Jing shook her head. "Before, I couldn't understand why you were always obsessed with me."

"Now you know?" Zhou Qian'an was surprised.

"You're right. No one within a ten-mile radius is prettier than me." He Jing smiled slightly.

Zhou Qian'an had a feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"I'm home, I'm going back." He Jing didn't say anything else.

Zhou Qian'an watched her enter the room, his brows still tightly furrowed.

After entering the house, He Jing looked back. The door was closed and she could not see anything. She knew it very well.

Zhou Qian'an's answer was also sincere.

Couldn't fault it.

only……

She might want more.

He Jing lowered her eyes and sighed in her heart.

In her previous life, she had an outstanding appearance, but it became a reason for being beaten and scolded.

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Zhou Qian'an couldn't figure it out, so he turned around and left, but instead of going back to the river, he went to the pig farm in the mountains.

There are people guarding the pig farm every day to prevent them from being seen so that they can move away in advance.

Zhou Qian'an didn't come very often, he always came in the morning when the pigs were slaughtered.

It was a bit unexpected that it appeared at this moment.

Old man Yang had just finished a puff of tobacco, and when he saw the man's sad face, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's the first time I see you."

"Uncle Yang, what do you think women are thinking about?" Zhou Qian squatted down and refused the cigarette box handed over by old man Yang. "My mother coughs when she smells cigarettes."

"I don't smoke."

Old man Yang knew that it was just a habit, so he would share a cigarette with everyone he saw.

He lit it himself, took a puff, and spit it out, "Xiaozi, you always say you don't want to smoke."

"It's not a big deal." Zhou Qian'an also didn't like the smell of smoke, and it was also a fact that Chen Fanglan coughed when she smelled smoke.

"Did you make your mother angry?" Old man Yang didn't know about Hekou Village. His family lived in Shanghe Village above.

Zhou Qian'an seldom talks about his family affairs.

The two talked most about the pigs on the farm.

"No." Zhou Qian'an shook his head and picked out some key points.

Old Man Yang frowned when he heard this. "If you don't like it, then change it."

"I'm telling you, you're not short of money, and there are a lot of young girls who like you."

"Why are you so obsessed with this?" Old Man Yang shook his head repeatedly, "You can change someone else, right in front of her, and when she sees that she is anxious, she will naturally come to you."

Zhou Qi'an thought that was not possible, "She just came back from the city."

"She's more noble after coming back from the city?" Old Man Yang snorted, "If she was living well, would she still come back from the city?"

"I think there must be something that forced him to come back."

Old Man Yang waved his hand and said, "This woman is no good. Change her."

Zhou Qianan didn't want to talk anymore. He stood up and spit out the grass root in his mouth. "I don't care what she has to do with me."

"Anyway, I like it, so it's mine."

Old man Yang looked up and said, "Listen to the old man, forget it."

"No." Zhou Qi'an refused, "You watch, I'm going back."

"Alas." Old Man Yang looked at his back as he walked away, shook his head and sighed, "Silly boy."

"I just don't like you, that's why I keep you hanging."

"If I could return to the city, the first thing I would do is to leave you behind."

Zhou Qian went back.

I waited by the river for an afternoon and caught two big carps, each weighing six or seven pounds.

When others saw this, they became envious.

Seeing him heading towards the He family made people even more curious.

"Send it to the He family again?"

"Aren't you too good to the He family?"

Zhou Qianan smiled and said, "It's not that good, just two fish. My family can't finish them, so we can just send them over."

The others listened and laughed. This fish was a good thing. If you couldn't finish it, you could pickle it, dry it, and eat it at any time.

It’s all false that we can’t finish it.

Zhou Qian'an just wanted to give it to his biological daughter who had just returned from the He family.

He Jing was pretty, and many single young people in the village were attracted to her, but they did not dare to make a move because of Zhou Qian's aggressive pursuit.

Zhou Qian'an politely carried the fish all the way to He's house. It was Shi Chunlan who came out to get the fish, and He Jing was not seen.

Zhou Qian'an even took a couple of glances inside and was discovered by Shi Chunlan.

"Jingjing went to the vegetable garden on the back hill to pick beans." Shi Chunlan explained, "The sour beans we make at home are great."

"Do more."

Speaking of pickled beans, Zhou Qianan suddenly thought of the main business, "Aunt Shi, my mother wants to make it too."

"How does your family do it?"

"I can't tell you for sure. Come home." Shi Chunlan asked him to come in. "Wait for Jingjing to come back, and you can see what to do."

"Okay." Zhou Qian agreed readily.

He Jing, Liao Hongmei and Xu Zhaodi went to pick cowpeas.

There is a large vegetable field on the back mountain, planted with cowpeas.

After picking them all, there are about ten to twenty kilograms.

"Can we pickle so many beans?" He Jing was a little worried.

Liao Hongmei smiled and said, "Don't worry, the tank at home is big enough, it will definitely be enough."

"After it's done, I want to send some home so that my parents can have a taste too," said Xu Zhaodi.

He Jing knew about it, and this was similar to what she had thought at the beginning.

If you want to make good sour beans, you need to be popular. Then you need to make them into small jars and sell them, and then people will be willing to buy them.

There were more than ten pounds of cowpeas, which were divided among three people, and each person took a few pounds back home.

I was sweating all the way.

As soon as she got home, Liao Hongmei saw Zhou Qian'an and turned around to wink at He Jing.

Xu Zhaodi saw it, exclaimed, picked up He Jing's cowpea, and pulled Liao Hongmei to the kitchen first.

"Jingjing, we have guests at home. You go and entertain them. My sister-in-law and I will clean up."

After Xu Zhaodi finished explaining, she pulled Liao Hongmei and quickly entered the kitchen.

Shi Chunlan saw the three of them coming back, smiled, and said to He Jing, "Qian sent fish again."

"Think about what to eat tonight."

"What fish?" He Jing looked over, then looked away.

"Carp." Zhou Qian said, "There are two."

"No, you have to take one back with you." Shi Chunlan sighed, "It weighs six or seven pounds."

“Now that everything is done, let’s take it back.” He Jing suggested.

Zhou Qi'an thought it was a good idea and said, "Okay."

"My mom and I are not good at cooking fish. Last time, even after we cooked the fish soup, it still smelled of mud."

"My mom said that even dogs wouldn't eat it."

Shi Chunlan burst into laughter. "If Fanglan knew that you were slandering her like this outside, you would be beaten up with a feather duster."

"No." Zhou Qian'an shook his head, "Now I have learned it, next time she will learn from me."

"I can't bear to hit me."