Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

"So...it's better than a girl, I'll take you back." Mulianfeng said.

Looking at Zhao Yun'er's current physical state, how could Mu Lianfeng rest assured that Zhao Yun'er would go back alone.

"Sir, this is too much trouble for you, right?"

Today Mulianfeng has already helped a lot. If she continues to let Mulianfeng help, she would be a little embarrassed.

He must have his own things to be busy with.

"It's nothing, I'm just idle." Mulianfeng said.

Zhao Yuner thought for a while, at this hour, even if he went back, there was no bullock cart to go back. If it’s a chartered car to go back, it is estimated that it will cost at least a few dozen yuan? She only had more than a dozen texts in her pocket, and it was not enough to waste money.

She is not a person who likes to be aggressive, and now she is rushing back to the village. If someone can send her off, it is naturally the best. So when facing Mu Lianfeng, she did not refuse.

"In that case, thank you Shi Ziye."

Mulianfeng's carriage drove several people in the direction of Shuilan Village.

On the way, the coachman didn't have a good face. He had foreseen his own consequences and would definitely suffer criticism from his old lady. I don't know what Shi Ziye is doing, even if he is enthusiastic, it is too enthusiastic.

Mu Lianfeng and Zhao Yuner didn't say a few words either.

The horse-drawn carriage ran a lot faster than the ox-drawn carriage, so it took less than half an hour to reach the entrance of the village.

The village has never seen such a luxurious carriage, and one by one is looking at him, wondering what big man has come in the village. Until the end, the carriage stopped in front of Zhao Yuner's broken house.

"Here." Zhao Yuner said to the coachman, showing the way along the way. When he arrived at his home, he hurriedly asked the coachman to stop.

When Mu Lianfeng got off the car and looked up at the broken house in front of him, a strange feeling grew in his heart.

This is Zhao Yuner's home?

The house in front of you is almost crumbling, so forget it. Some of the straw on the roof is not filled up. It must leak when it rains. How can such a house live?

It's really simple and can't be simple, this is probably the most dilapidated house in the village.

Mu Lianfeng looked at Zhao Yuner distressedly. This woman must have suffered a lot. He suddenly wanted to pamper her and give her a good life.

"Shi Ziye, I'm home, you go back. Be careful on the road." Zhao Yuner said, turning around and hurried into her house because she was worried about Doudou and couldn't wait to see him.

Mu Lianfeng did not move, but looked at Zhao Yun'er's back. Seeing her entering the house, I was very surprised.

"Sir, should we leave now?" The coachman couldn't help but urged.

How could such a shabby ghost place come from a distinguished person like his own son.

Mu Lianfeng replied lightly, "What's the rush?"

"Uh..." Well, he was wrong, he shouldn't talk too much. But the coachman couldn't understand, what did his elder son keep for?

Seeing Mulianfeng’s attitude towards Zhao Yun'er was weird, could it be that she fell in love with this little lady...

The more the coachman thought about it, the more frightened he became. It's best not to be like this. After all, Mu Lianfeng's identity is not worthy of ordinary people. What's more, village women in the countryside are still married and have children.