The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 1477: They're Too Disgusting

Can this man be bullied at will? This was accidentally cleaned up.

“What's that look on your faces?” Mengyao fox looked at them suspiciously, how to say that they were bullied, that's the face, it's really weird.

Zhao Mingyu finally couldn't help laughing: “Auntie, you shouldn't worry about sugar being bullied, you should worry about sugar being bullied. ”

“Brother Ming Woo.” Looking at Zhao Mingyu with sugar dissatisfaction, how can you expose her short?

What's going on? ”I'd rather Dream Yao had a fool's eye. Will her daughter bully someone else?

“Ask the Imperial Engine about this, he knows best.” Zhao Mingyu said with a smile.

The royal father's eyes flashed a strong smile: “In fact, sugar sugar didn't do anything. She lived in our house. Then the kids in my house thought she was cute and wanted to play with her, but sugar didn't care about them every time. They must be unhappy more often. So they wanted to bully sugar, but they were packed with sugar, but sugar packed people. My parents came to apologize to her. ”

Every time he sees sugar with that frightening look on his side of the family, he finds it very interesting.

Mengyao looked at her daughter, blinked, and then blinked. She seemed to have no idea what was going on.

“Mother is so annoying to them, I don't like to play with them.” She's busy, she doesn't have time to fool around with them.

“Actually, this is also beneficial, because after being packed with sugar, they split a lot, but this way, they also took the initiative to practice martial arts with Mr. and Xi Wu's master, which has not been there before.” Huangfu said with a smile.

Ning Mengyao was still a bit silly, but thinking that she was her own daughter, she couldn't be bullied, so she didn't care about it.

“I hope it's not bullied. All right, you guys go to your rooms and rest. We'll talk tomorrow if there's anything else.” It's already late, and I shouldn't be up tomorrow without a break.

“The aunt went to rest. ”

“All right, go ahead. ”

After they left, sugar candy was also taken to wash and rest by Ning Mengyao.

After Mengyao settled her daughter back into her room, she saw Joe Tianjing sitting there, not knowing what she was thinking.

“What are you thinking? ”

“Sugar went to bed? ”

“Yeah, the little girl grew a little taller, still looks like that. I heard she cleaned up a lot of people at the Royal Father's house and no one blamed her.” Ning Mengyao sat beside the bed thinking of Wang Fu and Zhao Mingyu, couldn't help but shake his head and say.

Joe Tian smiled helplessly, her daughter is not a fuel-saving lamp, how can it be possible to make her behave, and she is more likely than the average child to understand, more unlikely to be like them, just to play around.

“Go to sleep. ”

“Okay.”

The next morning, Ning Mengyao just opened his eyes and heard the noise coming from outside. Several children have sugar candy and Huang Fu Engine in it. This night slept so late, they woke up early this morning. They have a really good spirit.

Qiao Tianchang went out with Ning Mengyao and looked at the way they were cheering up. He couldn't help but laugh: “What are you doing? Aren't you tired? ”

That was a good meeting. They had a really good relationship.

“No, I'm used to it, Auntie. Have we bothered you?” The Imperial Engine didn't realize until it was finished, they seemed to be making a scene.

“Nothing, you guys play first, I'll cook. ”

“Auntie still cooks for herself?” The Imperial Engine asked curiously, but they were expecting it because they could eat it too.

Qiaomo shook his head: “I rarely do it, Grandma Qin did it, my mother rarely cooked, but today is my birthday, my mother will definitely cook me longevity noodles. ”

This is what she does every year, no matter how busy they are, when a few of them have their birthdays, Ning Mengyao will take the time to make them a great table.

“Jill, this is for you.” While they were talking, Jomo Maple and tea came back from the workshop, and they gave Jomo a sword that looked very good.