The General’s Little Peasant Wife

When he heard the voice, Jomo looked up at the past and found that he was about twelve or three years old and was looking at him with a picky look.

Jomo never liked to waste his time on someone with a cold smile in the corner of his mouth.

However, Jomo ignored this person, and he slipped his nose, thinking that Jomo was not talking because he was afraid of him.

“Look at him like that, or the general's son, he's nothing but a piece of crap, he can't even speak.” The man continued to snort.

The people next to him looked at him with the eyes of an idiot. He hadn't noticed yet. A few children looked at him and they were all away from him. By the time they came, the family had told them that even if they couldn't be friends with Jomo, they could never be enemies. Are those two sons so annoying? The answer is, of course, no.

Jomo looked at the man with a playful taste and threw the cup out of his hand, blocking the man's mouth.

The quilt was stuck in the teenager's mouth because Jomo's dark strength was not much. He tried not to take it out. He was covering his throat painfully and his eyes were filled with pain.

Jomo played with the cup he had just taken and looked at the teenager through the edge of the cup and couldn't help laughing.

Those far away teenagers saw that Jomo was simply sitting on a chair, leaning very casually. It must have been very bad for an eight-year-old child to lean in this lazy state, but they saw Jomo like this and felt like they saw Jo Tianjin, although he was not as strong as Jo Tianjin.

Zheng Fei, a servant of the Ministry of Labor, saw this scene and almost passed out. This is his son. He was spoiled on weekdays, obviously told him today. He can't provoke Jomo. How could he not only provoke, but also make this happen?

“Master Joe's dog doesn't know how to offend you?” Zheng Fei looked at Jomo and asked frighteningly.

“How can you be offended? Ask them.” Jomo grabbed the finger of the cup and pointed at the man who had just stood next to Young Master Zheng.

The person named, the face is bitter, but you still said what I said to imitate what Prince Zheng just said. After that, several people's cold sweat has come down.

Jomo held his chin with one hand, looked at Zheng Fei and said softly: “What do you think he did to me? He despises me, I have nothing to say. After all, my current status comes from my father and my mother, but what qualifications does he have to despise my father and my town? ”

Zheng Fei's face changed. What his son was saying was disrespectful to Joe Tian?

“The dog is young, does not speak through the brain, and asks Master Joe to forgive him. ”

“Little? In front of an eight-year-old, say a 12-year-old is still young? Then tell Master Ben, how old is he?” The irony of Jomo's smiling face, is this man out of his mind? Said his son was young in front of him.

Zheng Feitung felt ashamed for a while, and the expression on his face was also very embarrassing, and he did ignore the problem,

“Why don't we let Uncle Xiao judge and see if my father, who guarded Xiao Guo for more than a decade, is now becoming Xiao Guo's guardian? Is it true it's as bad as he says it is?” Jomo saw Zheng Fei unable to speak and spoke again.

“Zheng Fei, you roll the calf for me, your son is young? The general was already in the barracks when he was his age, and he put up the Khan Ma Kung Fu, and he dared to disrespect the general, believe it or not, I scrapped him?” A lot of the martial arts character is a little grumpy. The man who talked has been working hard with Joe Tian since joining the army. Later, he was sent back because of serious injuries. He became a general in the capital. Now he hears that Zheng Fei is the son of a difficult general, and instantly he explodes.