His Son Was Bullied

Xiao Hui: "... If you want lamb stuffing, twelve is the least. "

After he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise as he revealed a deep smile.

"Seeing that your master's words strike a deep chord in my heart, I'll let you take advantage of me. "Come, let's go home."

Xiao Fei closed the door and looked at Yi Qing who was already at the entrance of the kitchen. He suddenly asked, "You, what do you think of General Xiao?"

"What do you think?" Yi Qing looked back at him, the sun gave her a golden sheen, softening her cold, hard temperament, she said, "Weakening the oars into ashes. When people die, nothing else matters. "

"And when he was alive?" Xiao Fei asked.

He stood under the sun. His body was tall and oppressive, but his hands unconsciously tightened their grip on his sleeves.

"When I'm still alive …" Yi Qing seemed to have sunk into a brief moment of reminiscence.

Xiao Bao was so nervous that he felt like he could hear his own heartbeat.

He was nervous, not because he liked it, but because over the years, he had never asked this question, but subconsciously, he had always wanted to know the answer.

"Good job." Yi Qing suddenly laughed out loud.

Xiao Fei's face turned red, "You, you woman!"

Truly incurable!

However, the next moment, the woman he couldn't save looked up at the sky, as if she was sighing with emotion, "A fair evaluation might be late, but it won't be. "Time will eventually sweep away the dust of glory and reveal its true glory."

Xiao Fei's body trembled, as though he had been nailed to the ground and was unable to move.

However, Yi Qing changed the topic, "I just don't know if it's fair to be late. To him, this floating ash was not a mountain. His life is already over. "

Xiao Bao's eyes turned red as he forced back his tears.

No one had ever been able to poke his heart like this before.

The woman turned around and entered the kitchen. "Aren't you going to eat mutton buns?" "Come in and chop off the meat!"

The woman who was shining with a bright light just now had instantly turned into a ferocious woman in the mortal world.

Steamed Bun begged Xiao to teach him how to write in the evening.

Yi Qing said, "Don't you have a letter?"

"It's not even as good as Lord Xiao's."

Xiao Bao was not afraid, seriously giving him pointers.

Yi Qing and Zi Su went to the kitchen to clean up.

"What happened when I was away during the day?" Ziru asked Yi Qing while she washed the dishes.

While she was washing the dishes, Yi Qing never looked at her.

A wash could cause a heart attack. He could only watch as the bowl was knocked down, rolled down, and slid down in all sorts of ways … It was then caught by Zi Su in various positions.

"Nothing. Sun Xiaohua came to deliver the silver and cried after being scolded by me. "

Zi Su laughed coldly. "You still want to waste your saliva with her?"

"I came to scold her. If I didn't scold her, she would think I was a saint!" Yi Qing asked, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"I feel like this house is filled with the smell of adultery after I return."

Yi Qing, "..."

Who said she had a venomous tongue?

Pull the perilla out and try it.

"Xiao Bao is not bad looking, I do not mind trying it out." Yi Qing beamed, "But he's full of Xiao Jinghan, so let's just forget about it."

Too loyal, even Xiao Jinghan had tears in his eyes when he mentioned him.

How could such a person expect him to have feelings for his master's woman, even if it was a woman who was related to him by marriage?

"Then I think he wants to take the lead." "He has seen you at least three times tonight."

Yi Qing: "... The room is only this big, it would be hard for you not to look at me. "

Zi Su snorted and no longer paid any attention to her as she focused on washing the dishes.

Xiao Jinghan discovered that Yi Qing rarely went out, and the selling of medicines was always done by the Saliva. Even the little bun didn't go out much either. Other than going to class, he would only go to the street corner to buy cow's milk and stay at home to read or play by himself.

Yi Qing had bought more than ten chickens. He did not want to kill any of them, so he gave each of them a name.

No matter how Xiao Jinghan looked at it, he felt that the chickens looked the same.

Steamed Bun stared at the chicken. He stared at Steamed Bun. One big and one small. It was really boring.

"Yi Duo, let's go for a walk."

"I'm not going." Steamed Bun rejected him coldly.

"Why?"

When he was young, he could not stay at home at all, except to sleep.

In his memory, he would often play until he fell asleep, not knowing how to return home. After waking up, he would wash his face and take a bun before running out again.

Steamed Bun wasn't like him at all.

Then he laughed at his own thoughts.

It wasn't like he was his son. What was he supposed to do?

Could it be that the nearer the red, the nearer the black, the more unreliable he had been brought by Yi Qing?

Steamed Bun looked inside and whispered, "They're bullying me. My mother will worry."

Xiao Jinghan didn't think that this would be the reason. He said with some resentment: "Even if we can't win, we still have to fight. How can we be so cowardly?"

"I'm not a coward. I'm just afraid of my mother's worries."

"You can win?" He thought he was making an excuse for himself.

"Even if we couldn't win at that time, we would have at least found it later on." Steamed Bun said. He clenched his small fists tightly and said, "I have to think."