The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Jomo stretched out his hand and rubbed the little guy's head: “Good boy, let's go. There's a lot to do. ”

When Jomo returned, Ning Mengyao had waited there, and the stiffness stood beside her and looked at herself in a very unhappy way.

“Mother, is he having a bad idea?” Jomo frowned and asked?

“This is not true, but the little monkey mama decided to let him be your master until you can defeat the full period.” Ning Mengyao looked at Jomo and said seriously.

Jomo nodded with satisfaction: "Okay. ”

Ning Mengyao nodded with a smile, and her son was indeed the best.

“Little monkey...”

“You shut the fuck up.” Jomo looked cold and only his mother could call him by this nickname. No one could do it, not even Dad.

Jiang Yin hurried away and then turned to look angrily at Jomo: “I am your master now. ”

“If you ever call me a monkey again, I can do the deception of my ancestors, believe it or not?” Jomo said coldly.

“Isn't your mother allowed to scream? Why can't I?” Jiang Yin was unhappy and very dissatisfied.

Jomo looked at Jiang Ying with a smile, playing with what was in his hand. “Why? 'Cause that's the only name my mother can call. That's not even my father's. What are you? ”

Jiang Yiu's gaze on Ning Mengyao. Are you kidding me?

“I'm not kidding you, this name is only for me, if someone calls me...” Ning Mengyao did a neck wipe: “I don't know what will happen, so don't step on the bottom line of the little monkey, you know? ”

“Isn't that a name? Is that all you care about?” Jiang Ying mumbled in dissatisfaction.

Jomo glanced at Jiang Ying: “You can call me by my name, or they can call me Jiang like my father, but you can't call me that like my mother.” He can't accept other people calling him that, not at all.

Jiang Yin called it an angry one, but in the end he could only nod his head and look at the way the kid was angry. If he really wanted to scream out again, he would definitely make people angry.

“All right, I'll call you Jinx. ”

“Mmm.”

Ning Mengyao looked at Jomo: “Little monkey, when things are settled, can't you get lazy up there? ”

Jomo nodded, “Mother, I know, but when will you be back?” It's been so long, it's time for the sorority, why hasn't anyone been seen?

“It'll take time to get back, and we'll probably be there in a few days.” Sugar said it would come back for Jomo's birthday, so she's not worried about Sugar not coming back.

“Oh, that motherfucker went busy. ”

“Go on.” Watching an eight-year-old child busier than himself, Ning Mengyao suddenly had the feeling of being abandoned.

Jiang Ying looked at Jomo's back and smiled: “I must say, your son is remarkable. ”

“All four of our children are excellent.” Needless to say, Jomo Maple is recognized for his excellence, Jomo Mo Mo Mo Mo Mo Mo is also very good, many children in the family respect him, while beans and sugar are small, but they also have a sense of learning. Just give them a year or two, they will definitely impress everyone, so their children are excellent.

“Are you showing off? ”

“You can think of it that way. ”

Instead of ignoring Jiang Yiu, Ning Mengyao returned to their yard and went in and saw a purple man standing not far from Qiao Tian Shuang.

“Did you find him? ”

“Found it, but no one was caught. Man has returned to the desert.” They don't know much about desert terrain, so they don't dare to rush into the attack.

Ning Mengyao grinned: “Back to the desert? Think I can't take them back? ”

“What do you want us to do next, miss? ”

“Go to the desert gang over there, remember, you can't let go of the weight, but don't let the clouds also have time to come to Nakahara, okay? ”

“Yes.”

After letting people leave, Ning Mengyao sat beside Joe Tianjing and snorted coldly: “It's a quick run. ”