The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises by Novia Ford novel Chapter 217

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Hank took Hedy and others to the small supermarket in Village. Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs, rice noodles, grains, oils, condiments, vegetable snacks, etc., everything you expect.

The owner of the small supermarket asked, “Where is your wife? She asked my wife to go to the town today, but she didn’t come, and the phone

couldn’t get through.” Power on.” Hank parked the car and asked casually,

“Where’s my dad? I’ll pick him up for dinner.”

Hank’s dad works in a small supermarket, he is a dark–skinned old

man.

“Here, Uncle. I’m off work.” The boss shouted.

Hank took his father and said goodbye to Hedy and others.

After a morning of labor, the six guests received a total of 150 USD.

Although not much, it is enough for everyone to eat meat, but it is only enough for six people’s food expenses for a day, and they have to work tomorrow.

In terms of “inappropriate people“, the program group is particularly good at it.

After lunch, everyone felt that the courtyard house was too simple.

There is only a low bamboo bed in the yard, and there is a small table on the bed. Every time everyone eats, they have to sit cross–legged on it, crowded together, and there are no extra chairs.

Under the instructions of the script of the program group, everyone decided to make some furniture.

Renly was eager to try, “It feels so fun.”

Teresa nodded, “I’ve grown up so much, I haven’t tried to make furniture myself.”

“I can try it today.” Roger smiled. “I just don’t know if I can make it.”

Boris said at the right time. “There are some bamboos in the back mountain. The six of you draw lots and divide into two teams. One is responsible for transporting materials back, and the other is responsible for making furniture.” The

staff came up with the lottery box.

Six people draw.

Hedy, Renly, Teresa are responsible for transporting materials.

Preston, Roger, Vivian, are in charge of staying in the yard to make furniture.

“Be careful when you chop bamboo!” Roger urged.

“Be careful.” Vivian looked worried,

Preston didn’t speak.

This little thing can’t help Hedy.

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Hedy, Renly, Teresa, come to the back mountain.

The accompanying staff roughly talked about the points that need to be paid attention to, and waited with the medical staff, just in case. Comrade

Renly said that he is a man, and let him do the tiring work of chopping bamboo.

Hedy and Teresa just waited by and hauled the chopped bamboo away.

Then he chopped for fifteen minutes, and saw the bamboo leaves floating, but not falling down.

“No, this bamboo is a hard bone, I’ll change it.” Renly blushed and made excuses.

The barrage sneered ruthlessly,

“Hahaha, the pretense failed!”

“The program crew is too messed up. How can a pampered star do this kind of rough work?”

“Let me do it.” Hedy had a headache and couldn’t stand it anymore.

At Renly ‘s speed, the bamboo needed to make furniture does not know how long it will be cut down.

She took the hatchet from his hand.

“You, be careful, the bamboo is very hard.” Renly stepped aside.

The barrage laughed even harder,

Renly is a man who can’t cut down bamboo, and Hedy is ashamed to try!”

“I want a camerà, I have a strong desire to express myself.”

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Hedy adjusted the angle and chopped down obliquely. The depth of one cut was ten times that

of Renly. “Wow!” Teresa and Renly were taken aback.

What surprised them was still behind. Hedy quickly hacked more than a dozen times, and when he pushed with his hand, the bamboo fell down.

Teresa and Renly were shocked, “It’s so simple?”

The barrage was also shocked.

“My daughter is awesome! She’s even better than a man!”

“Hey, Hedy is from the countryside. Isn’t it normal that he can chop bamboo?

“”

“I used to be Hedy black, but now I want to become a fan…”

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After finishing the drawing, he split the bamboo again, took a measuring tape to measure the size, and marked on the bamboo, with serious eyes and charming handsome face.

Preston was indifferent, his heavenly face showed the joy of not being praised.

When Hedy passed by, he grabbed her and asked in a low voice, “Is the bamboo sofa I made beautiful?”