Assassin Farmer

”Sleep a little longer, and I'll get up and boil the water. What do you want in the morning?” As Lin Shi Liu just woke up with a slightly dumb voice in her ear, Su Shuijuan, who was just about to cross his body, had laid in his seat. He stood by the bed wearing his jacket while he stole a fragrance from her lips.

“I'll get up, too. It's always hard for Xi Cui to see me in bed every day. Besides, today is the last day and it's safe to finish it as soon as possible.” Su Shuiju pulled on Shizhou's clothes, some embarrassed to say.

“Is that okay?" Lin Shiyao wore it neatly, helped her to get up and sit on the bed. She turned around and took a set of green old clothes from the wardrobe. In her words, it was more convenient to wear old clothes when embroidering.

Su Shuihui was hostile, but he insisted on helping her get dressed. With red ears and neck, he waited for himself to put on his clothes and grab his hair.

Seeing that he had nothing to do with what these women were supposed to do, he couldn't help but bend his mouth and raise a sense of unspeakable satisfaction at the bottom of his heart. This way, where is he cold and cold when he first met him? He is obviously a good husband who cares about himself. Maybe Aunt Lau and Aunt Tian are right. He's a very good man.

“Okay.” Lin Shiyao finished his last move, inserted the white jade pin with the jade finger, and put on the white jade ear. She looked back and smiled and looked out of the sky. She couldn't help but twist her show's nose and ask, “What are you thinking? ”

“Yah! Ready? No... nothing!” Su Shuiju suddenly looked back, shyly caressed the fresh haircut held high and high behind his head, lowly said "thank you”, and ran to the kitchen with hot cheeks to wash.

Lin Shiyao shook her head with a smile. Although she didn't understand what she was ashamed of, it must have something to do with her. Perhaps thinking about that passionate interplay last night. Lin Shiyao's eyes darkened and pressed down her strong desire to drag her to bed again. After three or two strokes, she cleaned her bedroom and jumped to the river to wash herself awake.

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“Master, Master!” When Su Shuijue and Xicui went into the embroidery room to catch up on their last day of work, Lin Shiyao just packed the bowls and chopsticks, dried the clothes, and squatted on the empty backyard to deal with the pile of dead and wounded wild animals, Tian Dabao dragged the teenager slightly.

The loud voice rang the courtyard door.

“Master Lin, please accept me. I will learn martial arts well. I am not afraid of suffering and tiredness. I will learn just as well as you. Just take me.” As soon as Tian Dabao saw Lin Shiyao open the door, he knelt at the entrance of the courtyard. He refused to get up on his knees. He had to ask Shiyao Lin to stop.

Lin Shiyao looked at him with determination and then stopped ignoring him. He went back to the wild animals and continued to busy with the work at hand.

At first glance, Tian Dabao felt half cold, thinking that the worshipper's scene in the theater was fake, impractical, kneeling on his own knees for half a day, then Brother Lin did not respond, where did he sing in the theater - Master nodded immediately? A fake fake is obviously a trick doll.

With this in mind, Tian Dabao felt some grief in his heart. Although he still knelt on his knees, he could from time to time lift his eyes and sneak eyes not far away to clean up the wild animals. After all, he was still a child's heart.

“Dabao, Dabao, why are you kneeling here?” Far away, Aunt Tian and Tian Dafu came along the village road, ran to the entrance of the courtyard, swept into the yard and didn't say a word. Aunt Tian was a bit bored, okay, she was a good man who loved his daughter-in-law. She even let her own baby son kneel at the door for more than half an hour. If this wasn't for Fang's wife to inform herself, when would she have to kneel? What's so wrong with punishing your son?

Aunt Tian hurried in and asked Shiyao Lin impulsively. Tian Dafu, though he had gained the timber of Lin Shiyao, was tempted by the scene, so he decided to go in with his own mother-in-law.

“Oh, Mother, I'm a worshipper. What are you and Father up to? Go, go, go!” Tian Dabao saw Aunt Tian with her sleeves looking for a fight, hurrying impatiently with her clothes.

“What, the worshipper?” Aunt Tian and her Tian Dafu are stunned, "Dabao, tell me clearly, what worshipper?” Aunt Tian pulled her son up from the ground, while Tian Dabao refused to get up alive. This led to two people scratching their faces off the ground. Until Aunt Tian hooked up with a collar that tore his son apart.

“All right, you dead bastard, you fucked your mother, didn't you? Get back in there and go home now. What worshippers don't worship.” Aunt Tian roared in impatience.

“Let's hear what your son has to say.” Tian Dafu was somewhat surprised that he only knew his greedy son all day long, and when he was so determined to ask for one thing. Sneaking a peek into the courtyard and still expressionlessly peeling the fox skin, Rabbit-skinned Shizhou Lin and the two big dogs lying at his feet, seemed to have a little clue. Then she stopped her mother-in-law from continuing her irrational mischief.

“Dad, I want Big Brother Bailin as my teacher.” Tian Dabao knelt upright and said, not a plea, but a statement.

“Why?” Tian Dafu did not take it personally for a moment and asked out loud.

“Learn from Brother Lin's martial arts. When I grow up, I will go hunting in the woods like Brother Lin, and sell fur for silver in the city, so that my parents won't have to work so hard.” And marry a pretty girl like a fairy sister. However, Tian Dabao did not dare to say it so brightly, but kept his heart to himself to smile slowly. Well, look at the dogs later. They're not jealous of me.

Tian Dafu and Tian Auntie are all in one shock. Especially Aunt Tian, holding Tian Dabao's body, “My good son, my mother blames you.” Aunt Tian scrutinized herself somewhat and pulled Tian Dafu's sleeve, prompting him to go in and say, "Don't let his son continue kneeling. I have no objection to Dabao wanting to learn from a teacher. Of course, not for the sake of Dabao's words to be filial to his parents, but hope that by learning martial arts, he can stop him from wandering all day, like a wild monkey without home, and also darkly hope. If he truly succeeds in martial arts like Lin Shiyao's, maybe he can melt the blood clot of compression nerves on his back of his head.

Tian Dafu has seen Lin Shiyao's light kung fu, a vertical leap can fly out of several tens of lengths. I heard a column of incense can take you back and forth to the city. Such a top expert, though not sure how he'd like to succumb to the town of Flowers, a beautiful quiet but remote town by the mountains. Probably a master who always likes solitaires.

“What? If you don't go in there, it's really going to be our son kneeling all day.” Aunt Tian Dafu frowned and stood at the door, but he was too late to go in and pushed him.

“Cough...” Tian Dafu helplessly entered the yard and cleared his voice, “That... big brother...”

Without waiting for him to continue, Lin Shiyao had all the fur on his hand stripped off his body. He stepped up and added that bloody pile of fur to the wooden basin. He was going to rinse it off in the river later, and then scooped a few ladles of clean water by the tank to wash his hands.

Under this series of actions, standing Tian Dafu is fine, as are Tian Auntie at the door and Tian Dabao on her knees, all the eyeballs dripping with Lin Shiyao's movements until Lin Shiyao wipes his hands dry and erases some of the blood splashed on his cuffs due to fur peeling.

“That... big brother... Dabao he..." Tian Dafu rubbed his hands and didn't know how to say it. How come Lin Shiyao didn't hear the conversation between several people at the door? If he really wanted to take Dabao as his apprentice, why didn't he say something? Since the other party has no intention of apprenticing, what good is it to persuade them to come in so forcibly?

With this in mind, Tian Dafu did not continue to say it down. He just rubbed his hands vigorously. He looked at Lin Shiyao with some impatience and looked back at Tian Dabao. Sigh straight in your heart.

Lin Shiyao walked to the front door of the courtyard, facing Tian Dabao with his neck high and a pencil on his knees. He said softly: “Once you start, you can't give up. ”

Tian Dabao blinked and finally understood what Lin Shiyao said. He nodded happily: “Don't give up, don't give up, die, don't give up. Master, Master is here.” Tian Dabao remembered excitedly to go to the city at the beginning of the year to see the learned worshipper scene, saying he was going to kowtow to Lin Shiyao.

Lin Shiyao's sleeve and Buddha stopped Dabao from kowtowing, and his luck waved. "If you don't move in the future, kneel down. ”

“Got it, Master!” Tian Dabao stood tall and subconsciously rubbed his knee, which had been sore and numb, and his mouth connected.

Aunt Tian looks at her heart and doesn't taste good.

Don't tell me that my precious son has never suffered such a sin at home. Such a good manners have never happened. Alas, it really responds to my mother's ancient language. Only, Dabao, who is only nine years old, can really suffer from martial arts? Although she can't read one of the big words, she still knows the reason for suffering from practice. Look who's selling on the street. Who didn't bite their teeth off and survive? Dabao... can you do it?

“All right, let's go back today and come back when your knees are ready.” Lin Shiyao said so, turning to the pile of fur free wild animals, picked up a rabbit and threw it to Tian Dafu, who was still stunned, and said two words, "No.” We took the big wooden pot and walked through the kitchen to the river pier.

The two werewolves rolled open their pulled eyelids and swept past the rabbit in Tian Dafu's hand. His eyes lit up. Then he thought of the silent threat of Lin Shiyao. He closed his eyelids and sun the autumn sun at noon. He continued to sleep.

“This... his father, is this for us?” Aunt Tian refers to the fat rabbit in Tian Dafu's hand and is pleased to ask.

“I think so.” Tian Dafu scratched his scalp and walked out of the yard with the rabbit, seemingly talking to himself: “Perhaps it was a gift for Dabao's mentor. ”

“What, see Ritual? Do we have to fix it?” Aunt Tian thought about this and asked Dafu Ashta worried.

Tian Dafu, listening, swept away his eyes and walked beside himself. Tian Dabao, conceited and amused himself, then said to his mother-in-law: “Go with Dabao tomorrow and follow the rules of the school. ”

Aunt Tian had to nod her head, but she couldn't help but feel the pain. Although only one son is mentally retarded, she can't help but pull out dozens of coppers. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)