The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Xiao Qifeng slightly smoked the corner of his mouth, reaching out to help his forehead, their general, so gone.

If those who were on the battlefield saw it, wouldn't they laugh?

Joe Tian walked in with the child and saw Ning Mengyao looking at herself with grief: “What's wrong? ”

“I'm bored by myself.” He doesn't read books, he doesn't read books, he doesn't make clothes and shoes, he doesn't allow anything, and he often goes outside to entertain guests.

Qiao Tian reached out and touched Ning Mengyao's head: “You have two days to go out and endure. ”

“Okay.” Ning Mengyao actually wanted to make a fuss, but every time she saw Joe Tianjin like that, she couldn't make a fuss.

Two days soon passed, Ning Mengyao comforted himself in his heart.

“The child is hungry and a little sleepy.” Joe Tian put the child in the arms of Ning Mengyao and whispered.

“Go out and accompany Xiao Qifeng, have children with me.” Seeing the child, Ning Mengyao kicked Joe Tian.

“You don't want me with kids.” He lowered his head like punishment and bit on Ning Mengyao's round cheek.

Joe Tian watched Ning Mengyao feed the child and got up and went out.

Xiao Qifeng glanced at him: “I thought you were going to stay inside. ”

“Today's because you're here, so he's out.” Nangong flame drank tea on the edge, then explained.

Xiao Qifeng gazed at Joe Tianjin: “Should I be honored? ”

“Not if you want to think so.” Joe Tianjin's face is not generally thick.

Xiao Qifeng was speechless. He sort of found out that this man had children, and his face was really thicker.

Two days soon passed. On the day of the full moon feast, no one else invited the villagers.

That morning, people from the village came in early in the morning to help, and no one who had ever been in the village came in to see it so well, they all had some hands and feet that they didn't know where to put them.

At this time, Yang family, Yang Lele looked at the woman in white clothes in front of her, with white cloth flowers, her eyebrows tightly wrinkled, and her expression was very ugly: “Mother, today is the day of the full moon of the little Moor, cousin she comes here in filial clothes, and she has to come with us to the full moon banquet. What does that mean?” Not only was Yang Lele dissatisfied, but even Yang Zhu, Mr. and Mrs. Yang Yi's eyebrows wrinkled together.

The Yang family also has some problems. This is the niece of their mother's family. The husband was chased back by his mother's family less than a year ago. I don't know what happened yesterday. Suddenly he came here. Today, when he heard that they were going to a full moon feast, he asked them to go with him.

You can go if you want. You're wearing this kind of clothing. You're wearing white clothes. Is this a curse?

“Cousin, don't go.” Yang Yi opened his mouth.

“Yes.” Yang Zhu nodded in agreement.

You know, there are a lot of nobles in that house, and the grandfather of the child is there. It's not the same. It's not a good idea if it collides with nobles.

Young Su-yun's thin body swayed with loneliness on her face: “Auntie, I... I won't go. ”

“Well, then stay home.” Young's relieved, and she doesn't want to take people to the mold.

“Mother, let's go. We have to help the Yao family early.” Yang Lele glanced at Yang Su-yun, and who did he pretend to look pathetic?

“Husband, let's go too.” Joe's hand held Yang Ye's hand and said with a smile.

Ning Mengyao is wearing a red bundled waist dress today, embroidered with flowers that look unknown.

Joe Tian is dressed in a dark red gown and entertained with Ning Mengyao.

Yang Lele went in and took out his gift: “Congratulations, Yao Yao. ”

“I wish people were here. Why are you still bringing stuff?” Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Lele helplessly and said in a funny way.

“I'm Moore's aunt. Why are you giving me presents?” Yang Lele stared at Ning Mengyao with dissatisfaction: "This is for the child, not for you. ”

“Well, am I going to lose my temper? ”