The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Jomo shook the letter in his hand: "This is the letter Xiao Zi sought for us. He said that a big fish was coming, let's see if we can catch it. ”

Joe Tian glanced at his son and asked unexpectedly, “What do you think of this? ”

“Uncle Er and Brother Xiao thought that Xiao's family must still have the cards, and Zihun must now want Xiao's family to have to take the cards out.” Xiao Mu was silent for a moment and then said very seriously.

Joe Tianjin was very satisfied with his nephew's analysis: “You're right, that's what he meant, so what are you going to do? ”

“Uncle Er and I both intend to cooperate with Xiao Zi in seeking out Xiao's last card. ”

After reading Xiao Zi's letter, Qiao Tianjin looked at the two children in front of him with strange eyes.

“Uncle, are we doing this wrong? ”

Qiao Tian glanced at Xiao Zi and looked: “Do you think it's the wrong degree? ”

“I think it's good to do this, instead of letting their cards show up when we don't know, it's a lot easier for us to pull those people out in advance, as long as people get to the bright side, what we're going to do, right? ”

Joe Tian listened to Xiao Mu's analysis and finally smiled on his calm face: “What do you mean? ”

“I have the same idea as Xiao Mu. Instead of keeping people in the dark, I'd rather bring them to the bright side to watch.” Joe Tianjin said.

Joe Tian looked at the royal wind and said, “What do you think of the two children? ”

“Nice, we can do this, it's just that Xiao Zihui is not sure what we want to do right now. Are you sure he can really come with us in the end? ”

Xiao Mu nodded with Jomo: “He will, we all believe him. ”

The royal wind looked at the two of them like that. I couldn't help but laugh. “That's great. Now that you have your own thoughts and judgments on the matter, how about we leave this matter to you? ”

Xiao Mu and Jomo's gaze were placed on Joe Tianjin at the same time. Their performance made the royal wind very dissatisfied: “Are you two disgusting me? ”

Xiao Zi looked at the royal wind: “Aunt, you are my mother's warrior. Yes, but that was in the mall. Now we are talking about the battlefield. Regarding the battlefield, naturally you have to ask my father. ”

“...” The royal wind was silent for a moment. Is this kid pissing him off? What do you mean, listen to his father?

“Uncle, haven't you heard a word?” Jomo asked suddenly.

The royal wind frowned and looked at the two children in front of him and said with a smile: "Tell me, I'll see what you say. ”

“There is a specialty in art, my father is a general, you know this kind of thing best, don't be jealous here, because it is not jealous.” Jomo looked at the royal wind and said very seriously.

With regard to Jomo, Xiao Mu was very agreeable: “Brother Xiao is right, uncle is the best. ”

The royal wind stared heavenly at Joe: "What kind of soup did you eat for these children? ”

The two children admired Joe Tianjin so much that he could understand, but when he thought of his son, he felt very upset.

After his son came back to see his daughter-in-law and the child in his belly, he thought of finding Joe Tianjin.