The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian frowned and looked at his son: “What else do you want? If you're so good at it, you're still steady, aren't you? ”

“When I didn't say anything, Dad, I was hungry.” Jomo really didn't want to continue discussing this topic with Joe Tian, and he was afraid that he would slap Joe Tian.

Though, he can definitely hit it.

“It's ready to eat. ”

At dinner, Ning Mengyao suddenly remembered something: “By the way, there's a guy who really wants to meet you little monkeys. ”

“We?”

“Well, you and Mu 'er, they've been in our house for a while to wait for you.” Ning Mengyao winked.

In fact, she suddenly thought about it, otherwise Xiao Zihun did not know when to be forgotten by them.

“Auntie, who wants to see me and my brother?” Xiao Mu asked as he ate.

Ning Mengyao thought about it, and then he had a thick drama underneath his eyes: “He is a… more interesting person. ”

“The Xiao family?” Jomo looked at Ning Mengyao and asked.

“Guess what?” Ning Mengyao had no surprise that Jomo had guessed.

Jomo nodded: “Well, guess what, I didn't expect him to come so fast.” As he spoke, Jomo glanced at Xiao, his eyes were a little sympathetic, no matter what.

“Brother, why are you looking at me like that?” Why does he think his brother's eyes look so strange?

“It's okay, you'll know when you see someone.” Jomo shook his head, which is now unclear.

He was just going to tell Xiao Mu that the three words were unclear.

Xiao Mu shouted and stopped asking this question. Brother Xiao must be right to say that. He just listened to his brother.

After dinner, Ning Mengyao sent someone to bring Xiao Zi out in secret.

When he first came out of prison, Xiao Zizhun was a little uncomfortable.

It took me a while to squeeze my eyes and adjust to the light outside.

Qing Xuan brought Xiao Zi to look for them, while Qiao Tianchang was watching Xiao Mu's training results.

Xiao Zi looked at the little teenager, and when everyone didn't react, people had appeared in front of Xiao Mu, and at the same time shot at him.

Xiao Zizhun did not save his hand, Xiao Mu naturally did not, so they fought.

A seven- or eight-year-old, with a fourteen or five-year-old, had a hard time fighting the first time he met.

Half an hour later, the two men had not yet meant to stop. Even though they both had sweat on their faces, Ning Mengyao actually saw pleasure in their eyes.

By the time both of them stopped, they were lying on the ground and could not move.

Xiao Zi looked at Xiao Mu on the side: “You're quite good. ”

“You too. ”

They looked at each other and laughed.

This makes the people here a little out of their mind. What are they doing?

Ning Mengyao reached out and touched his chin: "It seems that their friendship has just been built. ”

The clouds on the side of the two people, with a very strange gaze, looked at Xiao Zi, who was lying on the ground without any image.

In their memories, their young master, however tired, would not lay on the ground like this even if he had fallen out of thin air. This is the first time they've seen him.

“Young Master's men have not really seen you so... at the time of the no-brainer.” The clouds thought about it and wanted to say it.

Xiao Zi looked at the two of them and sat up from the ground. Xiao Mu sat up beside him and his face was full of sweat.

Jomo glanced at the two of them and said in disgust: "What are you doing sitting here? Why don't you go wash up? You're not dirty. ”

Though Jomo was accustomed to climbing and beating every day, he really felt it was impossible to let him sit invisible like this.

“Oh.” Xiao Mu got up from the ground and saw Xiao Zizhu sitting there just as he was about to leave. "Come with me, Mother, will you give him his clothes? ”

“Yes.” Ning Mengyao stood up to get his clothes.

Xiao Zihunt's clothes are generally darker, while Jomo Maple's clothes are mostly white, so that Xiao Zihunt wears this clothing, it seems a little strange, especially cloud zero their eyes.