Kill That Man

The young lady hastily said: "That is, more or less it is a concern. When Young brother comes out, he looks at it and is happy in his heart. ”

Yu Qingyao is a little rusty.

As the young lady saw it, she was happy to say, "Sister, you didn't prepare a gift for your little brother? ”

Yu Qingyao nodded his head with a hard scalp.

The young lady looked at her deeply and laughed: "My husband received your gift, but he was extremely happy, and the baby didn't want me to look at it. ”

When Madam listened, she stopped. "Really? I don't care what you gave him. Give it to my son. Make sure it's double! ”

Yu Qingyao was speechless.

The young lady looked curious about the baby and asked, "Sister, what have you given my husband? ”

Yu Qingyao said, "Shit, I'll tell you what I know." Let you know that your vinegar jar is about to be overthrown. Yes, your vinegar jar flipped last night, and now the acidity is going straight to the top.

She smiled and said, "This is my little secret with my brother. Oh, I won't tell you! ”

The young lady grinds her teeth.

Mrs. Ji looked at the young lady with suspicion, and looked at Yu Qingyao. She always thought they looked strange and hid something from herself.

The young lady smiled strongly: “I heard that my sister traveled all day with the fax disciples in the cave. They are all Domen Junjie. How do you think they are better than Young-doo? ”

Mrs. Ji listened and was very upset. She knew that her son was not very conscientious in his practice and that neither talent nor deeds were as good as any of his true disciples, but she was most annoyed that others had said that her son was worse than others.

She looked at Yu Qingyao coldly and said, "If she dares to say that my son is worse than others, I must teach her a lesson.

Yu Qingyao smiled slightly and said, "This guy, this is deliberately trying to pick Madame to fight me. Am I afraid of you?

“Naturally, in my eyes, it's the best in England," she chuckled. ”

Mrs. Ji listened, her face couldn't help but soften.

The young lady asked, “Really? How about my husband? ”

Yu Qingyao said with a deep smile: “Brother Xuan De has a deep patriarchal facsimile and is far from comparable. Sister-in-law is so proud to marry you, I wonder how many envy you! ”

The young lady laughed. And I thought, "I knew you were among those who envied me." Junsheng, I was not born. I was married to Junsheng, because you could not speak. Go ahead and envy it! I'm alive and dead and I'm not giving you a seat.

Mrs. Ji listened and was very upset. What she was most taboo about was that someone said that her son was worse than Ji Xuande, although she knew it was true.

She faked a smile: "Really? What's wrong with me? ”

Yu Qingyao turned to confront Lady Ji, laughing: “Young-german is born extraordinary, just a little lazy. In the future, I will teach him well. His achievements must be limitless and he will become the dragon of the world. ”

Mrs. Ji was happy to hear it. She was unhappy. She wondered, "What do you mean?" She taught my son to be a dragon among adults. Does that mean I don't teach well? I won't teach my son? How dare you?

The young lady laughed. “Sister, are you marrying Lang Jun or taking a son back to teach? ”

Yu Qingyao smiled: “It is the duty of the woman to be a samurai son, I just want to do my part. Sister-in-law, you're doing great! ”

The young lady insisted that I was doing very well and taught a husband too well, which led to your fox genius.

Yu Qingyao sighed: “Yingde used to be surrounded by people who led him to play. Lady can't keep an eye on him every day, Yingde is slightly inferior to others. If someone like his sister-in-law stared at him, he would have been as famous as his brother. ”

The young lady laughed embarrassingly. Thought: You praise me, and I won't like you. Though you're telling the truth.

Mrs. Ji listened and couldn't help but look at the young lady. She thought, "This is not unreasonable. People's wives and wives suffer less harm. This guy did help Xuande a lot, and her mother's family did a lot of work. It's no wonder my baby's surrounded by foxes. According to people around my child, when my son went out, he was even assassinated, and that had nothing to do with England. The old man asked the prison to look into it, but it couldn't be the end of the day. Maybe she was the one who did it.

My son will have a fight with his brother in the future, and this bitch will not be spared.

Except for her, it's like breaking Xuande's arm.

The young lady's eyes swept away and suddenly there was malice in her eyes. Her heart shouted badly.

Yu Qingyao grabbed a cup of tea and took a sip. He thought, "Would you pick up Lady Ji to deal with me, I wouldn't? ”

She put the cup down and said to Lady Ji, "Auntie, you're right, I should give a gift to Ying De. By the time he gets out, it's autumn. I want to make him a robe myself, okay? ”

Lady Ji laughed: "Yes! But you know how to make clothes? ”

Yu Qingyao said shyly: “I learned a new lesson, but the craftsmanship is not very good. ”

Mrs. Ji said with interest, "Really? Do you have it? Show me, I'll teach you. ”

Yu Qingyao took out a semi-finished men's robe and laughed: “Auntie, this is for me to practice, don't make fun of me. ”

Mrs. Ji picked it up and took a closer look. The pins were not very flat. It really seemed like a beginner's routine.

She figured it out, got it. Yu Qingyao was afraid that she would soon be married to the Ji family, so practice female workers in advance. She was very satisfied that Yu Qingyao could think of this.

The young lady's curiosity also extended her head and looked at it only for a moment, and her face changed.

She remembers the robe her husband wore yesterday, the fabric, the pattern, and even the uneven pins, just like the one in front of her.

She looked up at Yu Qingyao, but saw Yu Qingyao looking at herself in a profound sense.

The young lady understood everything and was angry with her face.

Mrs. Ji laughed and pointed a little bit at how Yukio made her clothes.

Yu Qingyao listened carefully, please teach a few words from time to time.

The two heads met and talked.

The young lady sat in silence with a white face.

Master Ji took his eldest son to the back garden and saw Yu Qingyao and his wife getting along. He smiled with satisfaction: “What are you talking about? Happy chatting! ”

Yu Qingyao stood up for the ceremony and laughed: “Uncle, I was talking to my aunt about making autumn clothes for England and Germany. My aunt taught me so many useful things. ”

Lord Ji Zheng was even happier when he heard about it. "It's too early. I'm not too busy doing Autumn Clothes, Qingyao! Did you live well in the Cloud Dream? ”

Yu Qingyao laughed: “Very good! Master treats me well, Brother Xuande often takes care of me, and my brothers take special care of me. I am very happy. I am so glad to be here in Fuyama Sect. ”

The young lady heard that the husband often took care of her and couldn't help but look whiter.

Master Ji nodded with a smile: "That's good, I'm calling you here today. It's New Year's Eve. Let's have a family reunion! ”

Yu Qingyao replied crisply: "Hmm! Aoyo understands! ”

Lord Ji nodded satisfied and greeted everyone to go to the banquet.

Today, the government has no visitors, except Yu Qingyao, which is a banquet.