Chapter 148 Are you still afraid that I will not be able to fuck her?

"My wife." Wang Sen waved his hand and said, Tang Wanrong glared at him, "Bad man, don't talk nonsense."

"Oh, if Qiangzi brought his wife back to meet his uncle and aunt, he wouldn't be able to get close to him until he died!" The old farmer inserted his sickle into the ground and sighed, "By the way, don't you tell me you are Qiangzi.

My friend? Where is Qiangzi now? Why don’t you come back to see it?"

"I can't come back." Wang Sen was also a little sad when he said this, "Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang died in Myanmar a few years ago. Before he died, he asked me to come back and burn some paper for the two elders to show his feelings."

"Qianzi died?" the old farmer glared and said, "Where is the ashes? They have not been transported back?"

"We have buried him abroad according to his wishes." At this point, Wang Sen can only fool him for a while. If he investigates the matter of the leopard, he will definitely break up the old case for many years.

, by then, there will be no one or two people involved. Not only will the whole Tian Hesheng, but he, Wang Sen, will also be involved.

"This is the money he left before his death, and bought paper for the two elders." Wang Sen took out more than 30,000 yuan from his arms and took out three pieces from it and handed them to the old farmer. "Please buy some burning paper when you are old.

, Brother Dai Qiang burns some paper for the two old men to show their feelings."

"Okay, okay! Actually, I am Qiangzi's cousin, and the two elders are also my uncle and aunt. This is what I should do, so how can I use any money?" Although I said this, I robbed money.

But his hand was not slow at all. Looking forward, three big red bills came to the old farmer's hand. He tucked it into the belt in a few seconds and threw the whip that drove the cattle to Wang Sen, "Master, please take care of me."

Let's have a cow."

"Don't worry, I've fiddled with this thing." When Wang Sen lifted the reins of the cow, the cow immediately lowered his head obediently and chewed it into the draft.

"Wanrong, do you dare to climb onto the back of the cow?" Wang Sen held the reins of the cow, put his hands on his hips, and took off a cowherd. Tang Wanrong stood beside the old cow, poked his hands twice, and then retracted, "I,

I'm afraid of falling off."

"Don't worry, cows are the most gentle animal." Wang Sen hugged Tang Wanrong's slender waist and helped her to the cow's back. Tang Wanrong's hands tightly hugged the cow's neck, his face full of tension, and his mouth from the opening of his shirt

A faint spring light appeared in the place, and Wang Sen took advantage of the opportunity to reach out to help her and took the oil back beautifully.

"It's really warm, soft and delicate, smooth as grease." Wang Sen narrowed his eyes and laughed strangely. Tang Wanrong was trapped on the cow's back and didn't dare to get down. She watched Wang Sen touch her chest again and again, so angry that she looked at her eyes.

It’s all because I’m so simple and trusting this bad guy, I just stumbled on him.

"Bad man, you still touch it!" Tang Wanrong's face was red and tears were rolling, "Let me down quickly, I will ignore you in the future!"

"Okay, okay, it seems that you and Niu Tiansheng are not destined to be together." Wang Sen hugged Tang Wanrong and hugged her down. Tang Wanrong stood in front of Wang Sen angrily. Wang Sen was guilty, "Girl, the weather is too hot, your face is full of energy.

It’s all sweaty, eat a piece of watermelon to quench your thirst.”

"Let go!" Tang Wanrong shouted angrily. Wang Sen let go of the hand that hugged her waist awkwardly, cut the watermelon into pieces with a sickle, and handed it to Tang Wanrong diligently, "Just make a joke with you,

You won't be really angry, are you?"

"Bad guys always take advantage of others." Tang Wanrong pouted, her face full of grievances. Wang Sen saw that things were not good, but he was so fucked. This girl was really angry.

"Wanrong, I'm wrong, I'm guilty, I'm not good, I'll review." Wang Sen grabbed her hand and patted her face, "If you feel relieved, hit me twice more."

"Your hands are sticky, go and wash them." Tang Wanrong burst into tears and smiled, "You can't do this in the future. If this happens, I will really ignore you."

"I swear, this is the last time." Wang Sen said with a smile on his face, and Tang Wanrong said lightly, "I have posted it many times, and I'm tired of hearing it."

"As long as you are not angry," Wang Sen ran into the watermelon field and picked one, and placed it in front of Tang Wanrong, "Wanrong, make a bet, do you think this watermelon is ripe?"

"No." Tang Wanrong said without hesitation, Wang Sen glared, "Are you sure?"

"Well, I guess the pulp of the melon is still white." Tang Wanrong said confidently. Wang Sen didn't believe it. After slashing it with one knife, it was indeed white flesh inside. The melon seeds that had just turned black were dressed up as a ghost face and mocked Wang Sen.

"It's so embarrassing." Wang Sen slapped his forehead, then got into the watermelon field and stole one. When he cut it open, he found that it was raw again. He was angry and got into the field again, thinking about which one to choose.

Suddenly an old voice came from his ear, "I think this is good."

"This is not OK, too small..." Wang Sen said with a scratching his head. He suddenly looked up and found an old man with white hair and beard looking at him with a smile on his face. His hands holding a stick were trembling, "Okay, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys,

You are a melon thief, it’s okay if you steal it, but you are picky. You really treat melon land as your own home!"

With a "huh", the stick swept across, Wang Sen turned around and ran away, and the white-bearded old man chased him relentlessly behind.

"Stop, don't run!" The white-bearded old man shouted while chasing, but Wang Sen was not that stupid. He circled in circles with the old man in the melon field. Seeing the old man being pulled further and further away by him, Wang Sen was proud and acted at the old man.

He grimaced, "I'm here, the old man is here to chase me!"

"Baby!" The old man was so tired that he panted like a cow. He put his hands on his hips and moved forward step by step. It seemed that he was also a tough guy. He would rather be tired than catch the thief and beat him up.

Wang Sen was so excited that he staggered, tripped, and fell to bite the mud. Tang Wanrong smiled so hard that she couldn't stand up, and kept cheering Wang Sen, "Brother, come on! Come on, the old man chased him.

Come up!"

"I'm here!" Wang Sen wiped off the mud and broken leaves on his face and ran towards the windbreak forest. The old man limped in the watermelon field and chased Wang Sen.

"Wang Sen, I, my stomach hurts." Tang Wanrong leaned on Wang Sen's shoulder, and gasped with a smile, "No, the old man is chasing him, run away!"

"You're going to exhaust me!" Wang Sen was so tired that he fell on the grass. "Forget it, at worst, he can beat him up and pay him a few watermelon money."

The old man finally walked out of the watermelon field with deep and shallow feet, squatting in the windbreak forest and panting like a cow. He held a stick and pointed at Wang Sen, "Okay, good boy, he ran faster than a rabbit."

"Old man, are you okay?" Tang Wanrong walked to the old man and handed him a can of Coke. The old man looked up and saw the beautiful Tang Wanrong. He lost all his temper. He tore open the can and gudong and drank two mouthfuls, "Look at this

For the sake of the girl, I won’t bother with you and lose money!”

"How much does it pay?" Wang Sen finally took a breath. He ran too fast just now, and his lung tube was still aching. He hurriedly asked Rhea to repair it.

"A watermelon costs twenty yuan." The old man and lion spoke loudly, and Wang Sen snorted, "Twenty yuan, why don't you grab it? What's your watermelon? Can you make gold? Don't say how many of you eat

Rotten watermelon, I don’t spend any money on setting up restaurants in the city!”

"You kid is a traitor, and you still have rotten watermelons. If you have the ability, you can bring me a truckload of rotten watermelons!" The more Wang Sen was rude, the more serious the old man was. The two of them were facing each other, and neither of them was convinced. Tang Wanrong looked at it.

Look at this and that, and you can't laugh or cry.

The old farmer who bought the paper burning finally came back. He was also startled by the scene in front of him. After asking the facts, he slapped his thigh, "It's all my own people, why are you quarreling! Mr. Duan, don't be angry, this is a Qiangzi

Brother, Dai Qiangzi visited my uncle and aunt's grave."

"Is there any news from Qiangzi?" The old man stopped arguing and asked while holding the old farmer's sleeve. The old farmer waved his hand, his face full of sadness, "My miserable brother died in Myanmar, even the capital of the corpse.

Didn't bring it back."

"Oh! It's time for my disciple to have such a disaster." Old Duan sighed, "That boy, come here, I won't let you compensate me for the watermelon."

"No repentance!" Wang Sen said vigilantly, and the old man sighed, "Isn't it just a few rotten watermelons? Come here and tell me how Qiangzi died?"

Wang Sen came to the old man and looked at the old man with white hair and a fairy-like appearance. The more he looked at the old man, the more familiar he looked. Finally, he slapped his thighs, "Old man, are you Mr. Duan?"

"It's me, it's... you, you are not Fang Weiguo's apprentice, Brother Wang! Haha, the flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family is beating the whole family!" The old man greeted and reached out to grab Wang Sen's arm, "

I didn’t expect that you actually made good friends with Qiangzi.”

Wang Sen said the death of the erpent belt again. Of course, the erpent belt was killed in Myanmar. After hearing this, Mr. Duan sighed, "It's a pity that his flying sword skills were in his arms. I thought he could pass on my mantle, but who knows

, forget it! I'll pick a few watermelons for you." As he said that, he entered the watermelon field.

Tang Wanrong and Wang Sen looked at each other. After a while, she finally couldn't help it, "Wang Sen, look at the old man so pitiful."

"Oh, who can do anything?" Wang Sen said sadly.

With the help of the old farmer and Duan, Wang Sen burned more than 300 yuan of burning paper in front of the grave of the erpent. The dead were the most important. Wang Sen respectfully knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, stood up and patted the body.

The dust, took out the erpent from the carriage and handed it to the old farmer with the 30,000 yuan left by his life, "You are Brother Zhang's cousin. This was saved up during his life. Now I will hand it over to you. I remember that the two elders came during the holidays.

Burning a few stacks of paper money in front of the grave can fulfill Brother Zhang’s wish.”

"Don't worry! I will definitely do it!" The old farmer spitted and ordered the 30,000 yuan carefully, "I will keep the 29,700 yuan for Qiangzi, so don't worry,

I visit my uncle and aunt’s grave every holiday.”

"That's true, thank you." Wang Sen clasped his fists at Old Duan again, "Old man, let's go first, come to your watermelon field another day and steal a truck of watermelon."

"Haha, little bastard, come and get it if you want to eat it. If you dare to sneakily, I will break your leg!" Old Duan laughed loudly, "Miss Tang, come and play when you have time!"
Chapter completed!