The only requirement is that you cannot overstep boundaries with Zhou Rongrong. She will try her best to get her son back to the city as soon as possible. 。Wang Ping sat in the double-seat, looking at the girl reading by the window, Lin Weilan. Last time, Lin Weilan didn't go to the countryside. 。And then there's Shen Shili. 。His gaze then turned to Zhou Weinan, who was somewhat handsome beside him. In his previous life, Zhou Weinan had never gone down to the countryside. What exactly happened that made these three people go to the countryside together 。His gaze shifted and landed on the faint black jade pendant peeking out from Lin Weilan's neck. 。A surprise flashed in his heart, wasn't this treasure Zhou Rongrong's How could it be on Lin Weilan 。In her past life, she died in the countryside due to domestic abuse. She had been married to a lazy good-for-nothing from the village for ten years. Her family was full of idle and unmotivated people, yet Zhou Rongrong remained beautiful even after appearing on television. 。Upon being reborn, he unintentionally discovered that Zhou Rongrong had a darling while reminiscing about the past. 。 。,As soon as the lunchbox lid was opened, the aroma of warm braised pork filled the air. 。Zhou Rongrong's face was difficult to look at as she ate the meat buns before her. 。"Is she really a capitalist's daughter Even when she comes to the countryside with lunch, she brings braised pork." 。A single sentence instantly made the meat-scented carriage fall silent. 。Many even stood up and looked toward the source of the voice, trying to find out who had eaten the braised pork. 。The Zhang Big Mama in the front row heard Zhou Rongrong's words and was the first to jump out, pinching her waist and pointing at Lin Wailan. 。I told you this little girl is different from us. Her skin is so white, you could squeeze out water. She must have sucked up a lot of the people's fat and marrow, taken advantage of lots of hard-working people's sweat and tears. 。Lin Weiwang fastened the lunchbox and ignored Zhang Damo, who stood up and cursed, as well as the nearby young intellectuals who had gathered around. 。,I'm a capitalist because I ate braised pork given to me by a friend. What are you, then Someone who eats steamed buns given by a gay male acquaintance。