The General’s Little Peasant Wife

As long as Zhao Mingyu is willing to help her, she believes that she must be able to get Joe Mo Feng. She can tell these days. Joe Mo Feng is simply a big master of the family. She has only seen the material of clothes on him. She has seen thousands of taels of ordinary clothes inside. Although she can afford it, she cannot buy all clothes.

Unlike Jomo Maple, all of his clothes are from the Neon Pavilion, or have you never seen them before? Apparently, they are custom-made.

She must be Joe Mo Feng's wife so that she can lead a life without Zhao's family.

Zhao Mingyu looked up and down Zhao Xin, with irony in his eyes.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Zhao Mingyu's eyes looked very uncomfortable, Zhao Xin asked with some dissatisfaction.

“Zhao Xinxin, why should I help you?” Zhao Mingyu wrapped his hands around his chest and said freely.

“You're my brother. You help me. What's wrong? As long as I can marry him, it will definitely work for you.” Zhao Xin said naturally.

“Even if you don't marry Mo Feng, I get what I want, so this stuff doesn't work for me.” With her personality, what she wants from her hand is harder than Deng Tian, and Zhao Xin is not the kind of person who will know the gratitude. It would be nice if she didn't end up crossing the river to dismantle the bridge.

Zhao Mingyu looked angrily at Zhao Mingyu and said angrily: “Zhao Mingyu, I must let my father punish you this time back, severely punish you, let him drive you out. ”

“Really? You really want to do it, then I really appreciate it.” Zhao Mingyu said he didn't care at all.

He learned a lot from Mr. and Mrs. Qiao Tianchang these days. Even without Zhao's protection, he could survive, let alone Mo Feng would still help him.

“You…”

“Just get the fuck out of here and watch you get bored.” Zhao Mingyu said impatiently.

Zhao Xinxin never thought Zhao Mingyu would dare to talk to himself like this. He ran angrily towards his carriage.

As he passed by the sugar candy, he saw the sugar take an inadvertent step backwards. Zhao Xin hit him like this, and fell the sugar on the ground. The sugar candy lay still on the ground, and then he cried.

The tears of sugar attracted the attention of Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tianjin. In the past, the two of them saw sugar leaning in Qiao Mo Feng's arms and choking constantly. That looked so grievous.

“What's going on? ”

“My mother kissed me and Doudou and my brother, and she came and hit me and hit me on the floor.” Sugar swallowed, saying that there was some dirt on his face and some scratches that looked like miso.

Ning Mengyao's expression became very ugly. He reached out to hold the sugar candy in his arms and suddenly smelled blood. He reached out and pulled up the sleeve of the sugar candy. On the arm of the sugar candy, there were several bloody wounds. Looking at the wound, it was quite deep and had been bleeding.

Zhao Mingyu almost didn't say anything. What's wrong with this woman? Why is it so hard, sugar candy where she sees it, can't she just let it go? I can't believe I knocked people over.

“Mother hurts.” Sugar flattened her mouth and her eyes filled with tears, looking at the wound on her arm, she couldn't give in.

“Mother, I have ointment here. You can treat the wound with sugar candy. Just leave it here to me and Father.” Jomo Maple said calmly.

When Zhao Xin glanced, he nodded. “Okay, I'll leave it to you. ”

“Zhao Xinxin, what do you want? My sister is five years old. ”

“I didn't hit her myself.” Zhao Xinxin knew she was finished when she saw the wound on her sugar arm. Now she saw Joe Mo Feng so wishing for herself, she was suddenly grieved. Why was it her fault that she had done nothing?

“My sister hit herself? My sister turned her back on you. Didn't she see you? Did you use your eyes to decorate? ”