Chapter 493 (1/2)

Just as wildly beating gongs and drums of Yang Xiaotian left the power vacuum belt left by the Ukrainian family, a hot young woman hung from a farm in Australia. A young woman was sitting under a French Wutong tree.

A child is playing in a pond beside him. The child is splashing the water, causing small waves and ripples.

”Sitting alone in a pond is like a tiger's perch, nurturing the spirit under a tree. When spring comes, I won't speak. Who dares to say a word? ”

A woman has long hair that falls down her shoulders like a waterfall. It's dark and thick, and it's waist length. But this long hair is not how to repair, just naturally scattered, but also does not appear messy, but has a strange natural beauty.

Woman's appearance is also very beautiful, a pair of Danfeng eyes outside the God.

At the moment, she is holding a copy of the Analects of Confucius in her hand, but she is chanting an unknown old poem. She is lying lazily in the rocking chair, very comfortable.

She has lived such a plain life. I don't know how long it has been. Australia's farms are vast and sparsely populated. They are all mechanized, and there are not many busy times.

Just harvest a season of soybean, the field is not busy, women will have enough leisure time to leisure.

Nowadays, people in the city have little experience of this leisurely slow pace of life.

But leisure and tranquility are always used to break.

With the roar of the engine, a fleet of luxury cars stopped at the gate of the small farm.

A group of people came down from the car, Chinese.

The leader is a powerful middle-aged man. If someone from Southeast Asia is here at this time, he will be recognized as Jing Chengfeng, the finance minister of Li Jiapo.

Jing Chengfeng looks at the quiet farm, but his expression is complicated. He steps softly and comes to the woman.

However, jingchengfeng's attention is not on this woman, but on the children playing in the pond. There is a trace of care from the elders for the younger generation in her eyes.

”How old is the child?” Jing Chengfeng asked.

”Five years old.” Women do not lift their heads, turning their own ”Analects” said.

”No reading?”

”I teach myself.”

”The environment here is not good. There's nothing. It's just a big country. It's not suitable for children's development.”

”But it's a good safe haven. What you want is for the child to live a normal life? Living in the countryside of Australia and being a farmer all your life, isn't that what you want

”You still have resentment.”

”I didn't complain, I just thought it was funny.”

”What's so funny?”

”If it wasn't for the earth shaking event outside, would you come to me and find this child?”

”You're as smart as ever.”

Jing Chengfeng looks at the woman and finds that she is as beautiful as ever, even more beautiful than before.

This woman has only one name, but many nicknames, but the most famous one is ”night Peacock”.

This woman is as smart as ever, almost without any information, just rely on intuition to guess what happened outside.

In this way, this woman is very suitable for that!

”Do you know? If a dragon goes to prison, he will not be able to get out for a while. ” Jing Chengfeng said something heavy.

The woman laughed. ”He should have been in prison long ago. Who sent him in?”