The General’s Little Peasant Wife

If Joe Tianjin didn't realize it was natural at first, but if they didn't find it later, it's really hard to say, and naturally they found something wrong with Joe Mo Feng.

In the past, he always had a carefree smile on his face, but these days, even if he laughed, he didn't have the same purity, even unconsciously, to show that strong hatred.

Joe Tianchan and Ning Mengyao saw him like this and decided to find a chance to talk to him.

This evening, after putting Jomo to sleep and letting Frost watch, the two of them went to Jomo Maple's room together.

“What can I do for you?” When he saw them, Jomo Maple was obviously stunned, confused in his eyes, and seemed to wonder why they suddenly came into his room.

Joe Tian looks at Joe Mo Feng coldly and looks at him: "You remember everything, don't you? ”

Jomo Feng's body was stiff and the expression on his face was completely stiff: "Yes. ”

“How old are you now? How can I get revenge in the last few days?” Joe was not angry that Joe Mo Feng remembered everything that had happened before, but that he was angry that he was doing something behind their back.

How old is this kid? It's just a teenager, even if he's early, if he's capable, can he do these things at his age?

“Father, I...”

“Jomo Maple, you really let us down.” Joe Tian interrupted Joe Mo Feng's impatient words, saying word for word.

Joe Mo Feng's face suddenly grew miserable. He watched Joe Tian open his mouth and finally shut his mouth. He lowered his head with a little fear in his eyes. Do they want to be alone?

Such an idea haunts Jomo Feng's mind, and then Mengyao won't be able to see it: “Maple, your task now is not to think about how to get revenge, but to think about how to improve your abilities, enrich your knowledge, revenge. This is an adult matter, it's none of your business. ”

“Mother, I'm just...” It's just something, Joe Mo Feng didn't say anything, it should be said that it can't be said at all.

Joe Tian looked at Joe Mo Feng coldly: "Don't let me find you doing those little moves in your back again.” Turn around and leave, ignoring Jomo Feng's desire to stop.

Ning Mengyao stretched his hand and patted Jomo Feng on his shoulder: “Think about what we said, Maple. You'll understand. ”

Doo Ning Mengyao didn't want to continue to say anything to him. Since he has already remembered, it's nothing wrong. It's just that he is in such a state that Ning Mengyao is very worried.

If he doesn't figure it out in the end, she'll send people back no matter what Jomo Maple wants.

Soon there was only Jomo Maple left in the room.

He grabbed the jade around his neck tightly. He knew that when his mother left him this jade, she just wanted him to live. Others, he didn't even think about it, but now he seems to have gone wrong.

With his eyebrows tightly wrinkled, this period of life was probably the happiest he had ever known, the love of both of them, the loveliness of his brother, he didn't want to give up.

He knew that if his attitude had disappointed his parents this time, and if he continued to disappoint them afterwards, the end result would surely be that he had been abandoned by his parents.

With his hands on his knees curled in the bed, Jomo Maple's body trembled slightly and seemed to be crying.

Ning Mengyao stretched his hand and rubbed his eyebrow. Some of his head looked at Joe Tianjin with a headache: “Tianjin, do you think the child can understand? ”

“Don't worry, he will. ”

Despite what she said, she said so firmly, but he was still a little hesitant. If it was Maple's last thought or this, he was really disappointed.

He was earnestly cultivated by Jomo Maple, and he didn't want hatred to blind his eyes and make him think only of revenge, nothing else mattered.

Ning Mengyao frowned: “I'm still worried. ”

“If he really chooses to do what he wants, then he doesn't deserve our continued training. ”