Song Ci stroked the aggrieved rhubarb, and raised his voice crisply and said:

"My rhubarb doesn't bite people, and the bad guys who slander it will be unlucky!"

The little girl's voice was crisp and bright, and it easily reached the ears of those around her.

Song Zhuangzhuang's mother stumbled at the right time, and somehow fell on her stomach.

Song Ci blinked in surprise, this time he was really innocent.

She just wanted to talk about it, she didn't really do it, wow, it's none of her business!

Zhuang Zhuang's mother rubbed her elbows and knees, and sighed in pain.

The clothes on his body are thin, and this wrestling is strong and strong, and the skin must be broken!

She got up on all fours and turned her head to find the culprit who had slipped her.

Just now I patronized and shouted my son, but I didn't pay attention to the soles of my feet, as if I was slipped by some small stone branch, but I fell her miserably.

Looking around, the most conspicuous thing is a lone bean straw on the side, a bulging pod has been trampled on it, and now the stomach is deflated, and the four or five beans in it are all rolled apart.

You can't just step on this thing, right?

Zhuang Zhuang's mother felt a little uncomfortable, and then thought about Song Ci's words like a curse, she just wanted to stay away from the beans of this evil sect.

The most evil is still Song porcelain!

The little girl's heart is dark, she really hates her, and she may be more unlucky in the future.

Zhuang Zhuang's mother remembered those outrageous rumors about Song porcelain, no matter how she didn't believe it before, after falling this fall, she didn't dare to disbelieve it.

Fubao of fart, Ya is a crow's mouth!

But ordinary people really can't afford to offend her.

Zhuang Zhuang's mother didn't say a word, got up and limped, and ran faster and faster.

The villagers watching the excitement on the side were a little dumbfounded.

Zhuang Zhuang's mother is not a trouble-free, she usually has to stir up three points unreasonably, why did she admit it so quickly this time?

Song Ci also wondered.

can raise a bear child like Song Zhuangzhuang, there must be a litter of bear parents standing behind him, and the younger ones are the old ones, and they can't be clear.

She just had this kind of concern, so she restrained Rhubarb from suffering a loss, and she didn't do anything herself, she completely attacked the shield of the son with the spear of the son, and when the time came, it would be good to clear herself if she really made trouble. 000 Literature

But, that's it?

Song Ci looked at the strong mother who fled without a fight, with a deep face.

I always feel that some mysterious power has appeared!

Song Ci shook his head, glanced at the group of children hiding far away on the side, and didn't want to hold them anymore, so he touched his own buttery and shiny back, and said let's go.

One man and two dogs set off towards the wheat field again.

The other children ran away from afar, still wanting to ride the dog, but they were a little afraid.

A few children have been called back by the parents on the side, and they can listen to the lesson of "playing with fire and urinating on the kang, riding a dog and tearing the crotch of their pants".

Song Ci gently rubbed one side of his temple and reviewed the operation just now.

Song Zhuangzhuang's spiritual defense is indeed not strong, but it is obviously different from the dog, and it is a little more difficult to break through.

Is it because of the same kind of relationship? Naturally antibodies?

But judging from the bear child's reaction just now, the stop order she gave still had an effect on him.

Song Zhuangzhuang's crying obviously paused for a moment, but then he was hit by his mother with a stone, and the pain prevailed, and then he cried again.

Song Ci considered it and roughly measured a rough standard.

With her current mental strength and reserves, she can probably suppress Song Zhuangzhuang, who is in a state of emotional outburst, and looks quiet for a quarter of an hour.

If you are an ordinary adult with a complete mental development and a more determined mind, this time will decrease exponentially, but at least you can have a second or two of shaking your mind, right?

For some emergencies, having this prime time of one or two seconds is sufficient.

Song Ci, who finally has a certain ability to protect himself, is completely at ease!

A second or two is enough time to do a lot of things.

For example, sprinkle a handful of pepper flour lime powder, open the anti-wolf electric baton, violently hit the enemy's vital parts, and so on.

It is enough to save oneself and escape, and even defeat the enemy.

Song Ci took a long breath and hummed a little song in a very good mood.

The so-called art masters are bold, and this is really super reasonable.

When you have a certain number of hole cards, those who are praised for their low-key calmness and general style have real connotations, rather than pretentiousness.