Chapter 95: Snow is the most snow this year
095 Xuedu has the most things this year "What are the specialties, Xuedu's specialties this year." Nangong Liqi still couldn't understand what the so-called Xuedu specialties this year mean.
"Do you know what snow is the most this year?" Brother Ximen Mu gritted his teeth and asked.
"What?" Xuedu is the year of catastrophe today, and what is the most, of course, locusts, locusts...
Nangong Liqi's face froze, looking at the thing in Brother Ximen Mu's hand, "You...you...you said this is...this is..."
He only felt that his entire body was shaking.
"This is a locust!!" Brother Ximen Mu said bitterly.
"Ouch..." Hearing this, Nangong Liqi and Beitang Shaoting turned green at the same time, covered their mouths like flying and rushed out.
Soon, there was the sound of them retching outside.
"Why do you have such a reaction? I think this locust is quite delicious." The corner of Dongfang Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he almost snickered.
This is what Nangong Liqi usually calls, if he eats this son, he will spit it out for this son, right?
With the way of the other person, and the body of the other person, it is indeed ruthless!
Brother Ximen Mu's mouth twitched a few times. I believe that from today onwards, they will no longer be greedy for Dongfang Yu's things, right?
It's just that he couldn't figure it out. When did this guy, Dongfang Yu, be so cautious in his words and deeds, and a humble person, when did he become so sinister? And still treat his brother.
Sure enough, the people who went to the Palace of the King of Hell for a while were different.
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When Aunt Ji came to Xia Beibei's house with a food basket, she saw that her own man, Xia Dao, had already eaten at Xia Beibei's house, she couldn't help but glared at Xia Dao.
"Aunt Ji, why are you here?" Xia Beibei knew she was here to deliver food when she saw her carrying a food basket.
But, didn't she tell everyone yesterday that she came to help her and provided lunch at noon. Didn't Uncle Dao tell Aunt Ji?
"Didn't I bring food to your Uncle Dao?" Aunt Ji smiled happily.
She glanced at the thatched grass that had been taken down. It was already rotten. If it was not repaired, Aunt Sang and Jiuniang would not know where to live this winter.
Those people, don't even look at how miserable the grandparents and grandchildren are. They have some money to build some blue tiles and make themselves a little bit better this year, and they will be looked down upon and gossip about by others. Really...
"Aunt Ji, Uncle Dao has something to eat here. Are you afraid that Jiuniang will starve Uncle Dao?" Xia Beibei said half-jokingly.
She knew that Aunt Ji was afraid that she and her grandmother would be too poor, so she saved all the food for the people who built their houses, and she was reluctant to eat it.
"How can I, I'm not..." Aunt Ji paused for a while, and saw several day laborers who were invited to repair the house, all squatting on the ground, gulps down the hot noodles.
She shook her head, reached out and grabbed Xia Beibei, pulling her aside.
"Juniang, tell the truth to Aunt Ji, have you made money outside?"
I have eaten white noodles, and naturally I have made money.
At first, she thought that Aunt Sang had taken out the money from the bottom of the press box, but Jiu Niang's family should have the most taro, so why did she need to buy white noodles? It must have earned money.
With Aunt Sang's temperament, with Kui taro, it is absolutely impossible to buy any more white noodles.
"Hehe, Aunt Ji, I didn't hide it from you, I made some money." Xia Beibei said directly without any concealment.