The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

Hearing Mo Lengzhou's words, Lu Zhitao was dumbfounded. She thought that Mo Lengzhou didn't refuse directly because he wanted to put the blame on her and asked her to refuse it.

She was not born rebellious, but her loyal subordinates in her previous life advised her to get married, but her scumbag boyfriend was always ambiguous, making her reject him actively.

She had been in a relationship with that guy for ten years, and at most they just held hands. Everyone thought she was too busy to get married.

Most people sympathize with the scumbag, saying how difficult it is for him to fall in love with a strong woman.

Between the two of them, it seemed that she had the initiative in her hands. Before she died, she found out that the scumbag had been plotting against her and had been having an affair with his adopted sister behind her back.

Just now, when she saw Mo Lengzhou also wanted to pass the blame to her, her first reaction was that she must not let this man get his wish.

So she said ambiguously that she was not unwilling to get married, but the man took advantage of the situation and actually wanted to choose an auspicious day!

Looking at the elders laughing so hard that their wrinkles were about to squeeze together, Lu Zhitao had a bad feeling in his heart.

She looked coldly at the man beside her, his facial features were cold and hard, and his jaw bone was as sharp as a knife.

Especially his eyes which were dark and deep, although his true inner thoughts could not be seen.

But Lu Zhitao still saw a trace of joy flowing from his cheeks to his eyes. It was a kind of happiness that came from the inside out.

He is full of male hormones, with thick shoulders, broad chest and strong arms, all of which show his masculinity.

He is the boss of this village, and she can rely on his help when she is alone with Xiaoli in this chaotic world.

Well, it’s not a loss for her to marry such a man. If he makes her angry, she will slap him to death and become the village chief herself.

The original book also repeatedly emphasized that the male and female protagonists built their family with the help of the talents of Mojia Village.

There are top talents from all walks of life. The more Lu Zhitao thought about it, the more she felt it was a good deal, so she didn't intend to refute it and lowered her head pretending to be shy.

Mr. Ning had traveled a lot in his youth and was quite knowledgeable, but he felt that the girl in front of him was not as easy to talk to as she looked.

She has an extraordinary appearance and temperament, and her eyes are full of ambition. It is obvious that she is not an ordinary person. Only a girl like her is worthy of his young master.

"Village chief, please take Miss Lu around to look around. We will go back to choose an auspicious day." Old Ning said with a smile and turned to leave.

The other three old men quickly followed Mr. Ning, and it was obvious that he was the leader. Although one of the old men disagreed, he didn't say anything else.

The book says that Mr. Ning is a talented person who knows everything about astronomy and geography. Lu Zhitao also likes such talents.

Looking at the backs of the old men, Lu Zhitao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, forming a graceful arc.

Such a beautiful girl was actually willing to marry him, which made Mo Lengzhou feel the warmth of spring and a sweet breath all over his body.

At the same time, he was extremely grateful that he did not go down the mountain. God finally knew how to favor him!

"Tao...Miss Lu, let's go and see our future home first." Mo Lengzhou wanted to call her Taozi but was afraid of offending the beauty.

Ever since he knew that she was willing to marry him, he didn't dare to be too casual, for fear of desecrating her.

"Yeah." Lu Zhitao said coldly. It was indeed her future home, but whether he could live there depended on her mood.

The two walked side by side, Lu Zhitao wearing her newly made sheepskin boots and stepping on the bluestone path.

Looking at the rows of wooden houses not far away, Lu Zhitao was carefully planning her future path.

Mo Lengzhou had been looking at her from the side, and he hadn't known when he had held Lu Zhitao's fair and soft little hand.

It was so small compared to his broad palm. He raised his eyelids slightly and saw that Lu Zhitao did not resist. A happy arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he held her hand and continued to move forward.

Lu Zhitao was thinking about something, so she didn't notice that Mo Lengzhou's hand in hers was extremely hot.

Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted her thoughts: "My brother is back, and he brought back a sister-in-law."

A boy of about eleven or twelve years old rushed out of the wooden house in front and shouted loudly, attracting a group of boys and girls to gather around.

"Brother Leng Zhou is back." Several girls shouted in a sweet voice. Some of their voices sounded like yellow orioles singing out of the valley, while others sounded like larks.

"The village chief is back." Most of the teenagers were in the voice change period, and their voices were rough and not very pleasant to the ear.

There were also a few tall, dark-skinned young men standing behind the boy and girl without saying a word.

Lu Zhitao was surrounded by a group of people, her old face flushed. She wanted to pull her hand back but Mo Lengzhou held it tightly.

She saw several well-dressed girls, about fifteen or sixteen years old, in the crowd, staring at her with angry eyes.

Oh, you little brat, how dare you glare at me, your sister!

Lu Zhitao raised her eyebrows and glared back. She originally wanted to pull her hand away, but now she let Mo Lengzhou hold it tightly.

"Brother, she is my sister-in-law?" Mo Yunfei squeezed in front of Mo Lengzhou, looking at the two people's intertwined hands with bright eyes, and laughed.

"Brother Fei, stop talking nonsense..." A young girl was interrupted by Mo Lengzhou before she could finish her words.

"Well, she is your sister-in-law." Mo Lengzhou said calmly, still not letting go of Lu Zhitao's hand, and warning the girl with cold eyes.

"Beautiful sister-in-law, where are you from?" Mo Yunfei asked curiously, blinking his eyes at Lu Zhitao.

He was thirteen years old, and it was the first time he saw such a beautiful sister!

"Xiao Li and I were refugees fleeing famine. We met your brother in the mountains. As soon as he saw me, he said he wanted to marry me."

Lu Zhitao's voice was like a mountain spring flowing over rocks, clear and pleasant, with a hint of mischief.

It seemed as if it was gently teasing the softest part of Mo Lengzhou's heart, and every syllable seemed to stir up ripples in his heart.

His heartbeat began to accelerate. She was both exciting and intoxicating to him, and his love for her, which already existed, increased even more.

"Are you refugees? How could Brother Leng Zhou... Brother... Um... Um..."

Before Yan Baoyue could say anything, a young man covered her mouth. She could only glare at Lu Zhitao angrily.

How could her brother Leng Zhou, who was as tall and graceful as an orchid and a jade tree, marry a refugee?

Mo Lengzhou raised his calm eyes and looked at Yan Baoyue, but was shocked by the deep hatred in her eyes.

He frowned slightly, and his shock turned into anger in an instant. His eyes shot towards Yan Baoyue as sharp as a knife.

Yan Baoyue's heart skipped a beat when she saw him looking at her. For some reason, she felt that the gentle brother Leng Zhou wanted to kill her!

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Yan Baoyue felt endless fear. She chanted Amitabha Buddha frantically in her heart, thinking that she must have seen it wrong!

She looked up at Mo Lengzhou again. The look in his eyes when he looked at her was indeed like a cold blade, reflecting the anger in his heart.

But when he looked at the woman beside him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Yan Baoyue had never seen Mo Lengzhou like this, and a trace of uneasiness flashed through her heart.