Back at Daodefang, looking at the familiar traffic between the fields and the crowds and dogs heard each other, Jia Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"It would be great if there were more beauties!"

There are a few girls in the field, and then the sneaky Yang Deli.

My cousin's eyes were still running behind the girls, watching his hands tensely stretching and shrinking, clearly trying to practice the size of the plate.

The crime of indecent molestation is very serious, cousin!

The door of the neighbor's house opened, and the dark girl came out with a carrying basket, and the bamboo basket was covered with dirty clothes.

Yang Deli saw it accidentally, so he slowly leaned over, leaning over while struggling.

Aunt Wang's steps were light and even jumped a little.

Girl!

Even if you don’t wear makeup, the fresh atmosphere still makes people feel refreshed.

"Auntie..." Yang Deli coughed dryly.

Aunt Wang stopped and then... continued to walk.

"Auntie." Yang Deli followed quietly behind and grabbed the bamboo basket, "I will help you carry it."

My cousin turned into a dog-licking dog, and this discovery made Jia Ping'an speechless.

After entering the house, he found that Ah Fu was actually climbing the wall.

Do you think you are a fan?

Ah Fu lay on the wall and stood on the branch with his back feet. He could hear the sound of eating.

"Eat more ugly things."

Isn’t this Zhao Xianhui?

Jia Ping'an has good skills in climbing trees...

Opposite, Zhao Xianhui was feeding Afu a few porridge.

"Ugly thing, do you think your owner is ugly?"

Bark jibaji.

Ah Fu is still greedy.

"Your owner is not only ugly, but also arrogant. What's the point of showing off? Isn't it just..."

Huh!

Afu responded, Zhao Xianhui was overjoyed and praised: "Good Afu, you...you..."

She reached out to touch Afu's head, but she touched...

"Head?"

Zhao Xianhui looked up and said, "Mom!", and her feet slipped and she was so fucked.

The dusty Jia Ping'an grinned at her on the wall and then slid down.

"Jia Ping'an, I'll change your name to Jia Qued in the future!"

Zhao Xianhui stood up cursingly and looked at her hands.

"Why does it feel like you touch a sledgehammer? It's a hell."

Jia Ping'an came back and the food at home improved immediately.

After eating a meal of mutton, Jia Ping'an lies on the bed and never felt so at ease.

He calculated his current gains.

He has already tried Cui's side once, and he has a preliminary favor.

Only on the royal side can he score here.

As for the most critical sister Wu, he brought the treatment of those women much better by overthrowing Mingde. I think he would have an impression.

If this continues...

Very smooth!

Jia Ping'an covered himself with a thin quilt, touched Ah Fu on his chest, and "Sleep."

Good night...Dang Dynasty.

...

When he woke up early in the morning, a national treasure was hanging on his chest. Jia Ping'an went to have breakfast with difficulty.

"Ping An, I'm going to send tofu."

After breakfast, my cousin had to carry two wooden barrels of tofu to deliver the goods.

Jia Ping'an opened the door: "Cousin, be careful."

The door next door was also opened.

Jacky Cheung-you and his son came out. They carried farm tools and prepared to go to the fields to work.

"Peace!" Wang Xueyou looked at Jia Ping'an with complicated eyes, "Still hammer, let's go."

"Oh!" The dark-skinned Wang Dachui glanced at Jia Ping'an, a little envious.

It’s great to be able to do clerks at Baiqi and travel far... It’s great to have food and accommodation!

"Aye, brother."

Aunt Wang came out with a basket.

Yang Deli followed, holding the shoulder pole with his right hand and snatching the basket with his left hand. The aunt competed for it, but she couldn't compete with Yang Deli who was carrying the burden.

Cousin... It's true that it's divine power!

In front of your beloved woman, the power of licking a dog is endless.

"Yang Deli, don't touch the aunt!" Zhao Xianhui rushed out, holding a wooden stick in her hand.

"Don't!" Jia Ping'an reached out to stop him, but Zhao Xianhui looked at him contemptuously, and then calmly threw the wooden stick out.

That posture looks like throwing a javelin.

But as her feet slipped, the javelin took off in the air.

Then……

call out!

Bang!

Zhao Xianhui covered her forehead and screamed, "Yang Deli, I'm not finished with you!"

...

The two-day holiday passed in a flash. On the third day, Jia Ping'an went to work in full spirit.

There were dozens of people standing behind the gate, all of whom were in a hurry to get out.

Fang Zheng Jiang Rong stood in front, with several Fangs beside him.

"It's getting no longer hot this day. We have to work hard to make money. When it gets cold, we will huddle at home and sleep with our wife, trying to give birth to a fat boy next year."

Jiang Rong held his hands behind his back, and Jia Ping'an felt a little like a leader.

"The Tang Dynasty is not short of money, only people are needed, just live."

The villagers nodded one after another, looking admiring.

To them, Fangzheng is the sky.

"Jia Wenshu?" After seeing Jia Ping'an, Jiang Rong bowed and walked over, "I have met Jia Wenshu."

"It's right." Fang is a very good person, but he still has to squat in front of the Hundred Riders.

"It's far worse than Jia Wenshu." Jiang Rong inhaled vigorously, then exhaled gently.

"You are..." Jia Ping'an was worried that he had something wrong with his heart.

Jiang Rong said embarrassedly: "A master said he could absorb official energy. I thought Jia Wenshu was so powerful, so I would just absorb a little."

I am not the emperor of the European country, I don’t have the European atmosphere.

Jia Ping'an shivered, feeling that this guy was a bit evil.

Jiang Rong was embarrassed, so he took a sip, then smiled and said, "Jia Wenshu, this is the way of being an official... I don't understand, may I ask you for advice?"

In terms of the population and area under its jurisdiction, Fangzheng is probably equivalent to the community director of later generations, but his power is much greater than that of the community director, and he can be called a local emperor.

Director Jiang smiled flatteringly at this moment, "I dare to ask Jia Wenshu, the court has always encouraged to have children, but the people in our Daodefang are not as anxious as other parties. But I can't think of a way..."

Isn’t it just encouragement of childbirth?

"What you said is good."
To be continued...