Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!After the group officials had finished elaborating on their intentions, the little boy took a slow step and squeezed his throat with his hand.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The little boy on the branch didn’t move, swayed his legs, gnawed the pears before sitting up, rubbed his hands full of pear juice on his body, and said, "Uncle Lan, these people should come to complain Let them wait slowly. I will pick a few pears and go home, and then I will tell my father."

"You remember to say it, or I'm the one who backs the pot!" Wei Landing advised that the younger son was older and more sensible, and that the naughty temperament had been converged in the past, but the pot that they helped the younger son was not at all. less.

"You know, Uncle Lan, when will I let you back up? This is a big deal, I know." The little boy grinned silently, and disappeared in his place.

Wei Lanyin was on the top of the tree and looked down, then he found a good place to sleep with his eyes closed, and he was at ease.

Not long after the emperor returned to Beijing, these dynasty central Luo Chen gathered in Xinghua Village, what else can there be besides the complaint?

Let them wait.

Isn't Prince Wang so good-looking?

"Grandpa, grandma, grandpa, grandma, grandpa and grandpa, uncle and grandpa, I'll pick you pears back!" Nuanyang was in the air, and the voice of the young boy's joy brought the lively yard.

"Oh, hello, croton, have you gone up the mountain to pick pears again?" said the wife in the stove.

"Grandma, this year's wild pear is very sweet, and the skin is thin and juicy! I went to wash it and you try it." Croton carried the basket and scooped the fruit to wash. "In recent years, I and Qiqi and red beans have taken special care of that. A pear tree, I didn’t bother. The fruit that grows now can be as big as my father’s fist."

"You naughty baby, really got up with that tree bar." After taking the pear washed by the grandson of Xiao Zeng, Mr. Liu smiled with a fold on his face.

"The second uncle said that the grandfather used to pick the pear of the tree for the mother and fell off the mountain. I took care of it and remembered it all the time. I want to honor my grandfather forever." Squatting in front of the old man, holding his hands to watch him eat pears, "Grandpa, is it sweet?"

"Sweet." The old man touched the young boy's head with his rough hands. "It's very sweet. Grandpa likes to eat it."

This was the smile on the little boy's face.

Behind the stove, three women of different ages looked at the scene and smiled.

It's just that no one bothered to disturb this scene, only to watch and laugh.

After honoring a few elders, there are still a few pears left in the basket. Croton ran back to the inner courtyard with a slip of cigarette, "Mother, I brought pears back!"

"Walk slowly. It's almost ten years old and I'm honestly rampant, there is no certainty." In the small hall, the woman's soft voice came.

I rushed into the small hall, put the basket in front of my mother-in-law, and Croton shook her head. "You don't have to be too stubborn in your own house. I'm different when I'm outside. Mother, eat pears."

Sitting next to his mother-in-law, his father finally greeted him, "Daddy, there is a crowd at the entrance of the village, a large group, it is estimated that he came to sue the cousin."

The man was flipping through the book without looking up, "What have you done?"

"I didn't do anything, just let them wait. Dad, do I have to reply to them after dinner?"

Liu Yusheng's mouth twitched, and he looked out of the window. "It's not too late in the afternoon. After dinner, I will go back and talk, at least three hours."