The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Looking at his son's firm appearance, Xiao Qitian was very happy, but also very sad, he was only seven or eight years old.

Ning Mengyao looked at Xiao Mu and said with a smile: “Mu 'er is a very knowledgeable child, he knows what his responsibilities are, he has known since childhood that he is a prince, he knows what his responsibilities are, so he has worked very hard, always worked very hard. ”

Jomo looked at him like that and laughed: “When Xiao Mu was studying in Tombo Ramadan, he took everything seriously. He had more to learn than we did, but he stood up, and it was his responsibility to support him. ”

Xiao Qitian looked at his son sophisticated, turning out that when he didn't know, he had already grown up and had grown to a place he didn't know about.

Ning Mengyao looked at them like that and caressed his forehead helplessly: “Okay, don't talk so much. ”

“Mengyao, I'm worried about my son. ”

“Am I not in pain? All the children went with him, although not more than Mu 'er studied, but also more. They can all survive. Do you think Mu 'er can't survive?” Ning Mengyao spoke without a word.

Those kids are good, and he feels really good.

“Come on, what are you doing? When Mu was a minor, we helped him.” Joe Tian glanced at them and said seriously.

Although they went back to Baishan Village, they didn't mean to do anything, they just felt like helping Xiao Mu in that place.

Ning Mengyao nodded with a smile: "We can still hold him up and let him have a good time for a few years. ”

Xiao Mu looked at Ning Mengyao and suddenly felt that he was very happy. Not only Auntie Bao and his brother, but they also said that they would stay with him and help him. Isn't that why they're trying to learn now?

“Uncle, thank you. ”

Ning Mengyao walked to Xiao Mu's face, reached out and struck him in the head for a moment, dissatisfied said: “What are you talking about? Are we so polite? ”

Xiao covered the place where he was beaten, some grievances and some happiness: “Madam, I know you're the best. ”

I looked at Xiao Mu with no anger. I preferred Mengyao's eyes to be disgusted.

“Come on, we'll be gone in a few days.” Ning Mengyao said suddenly.

Xiao Mu looked at Ning Mengyao unexpectedly: “Auntie, are you going back to Baishan Village? ”

Ning Mengyao nodded: “Things are almost over here, we want to go back too. ”

Xiao Mu bit his lips and thought about it and looked up at Ning Mengyao: “Madam, can I come with you to see it? ”

Ning Mengyao couldn't help laughing: “Okay, you can go if you want. Aren't you going to go out and practice? ”

Xiao Qitian looked at his son with grief: "Mu 'er, did you just want to leave? ”

Why doesn't this kid want to think about himself? How many days have you been back? That's it? Why not just hang out with him at home for a few days.

Xiao Mu, hey, smiled. “Father, I thought you wanted to see my aunt and them. I've heard each one a lot of times, and I want to see what's good. ”

Xiao Qitian said with dissatisfaction: “Of course I know well, I also know that place, you are with me in the palace for half a month, I will take you there. ”

Xiao Mu thought that he really didn't seem to get along with his father for so long. So he nodded and agreed.

“Well, I listen to my father. ”

Xiao Qi Tiantong was satisfied: “Mu 'er is a good boy. ”