Chapter 132: A Meaningful Smile

"Grandpa, you can put your heart in your stomach, they are sure to earn a future, and then our Qingniu Village will become a clear stream!" Jinxiu helped the old village chief to sit down, and Jun Yi and Fan Che, who looked at it with meaningful eyes, smiled wryly, Jun Yi hurriedly took two steps, "What, I'll go and call Jun Yang to get up." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Mi'er, I seem to hear a noise in the front yard, maybe Big Brother North is coming with his father and mother, let's go, let's go and see ......" Fan Che looked at his cousin's hurried appearance, and pulled his younger brother away in a hurry.

"You girl, look at you scared them, don't put pressure on them, it's still early. The old village chief sat on the rattan chair and squeaked and swayed, stroking his gray beard and smiling, which was a little blameless.

"Grandpa, this is called motivation when there is pressure. Splendid bright eyes smiled like crescents, and her tone was extraordinarily steady. Without giving the old village chief a chance to speak again, Jinxiu directly ended this conversation with a killer feature: "You sit down first, I'll bring you some fresh food to taste first, and you can give some advice." With a flattering smile, Jinxiu stroked the beard of the old village chief that hung down to his chin, and smiled delicately.

"Ghost elves. The old village chief smiled and nodded his forehead, but he didn't say much.

Jinxiu spit out her tongue, and it was rare to be a little childish, so she turned around and went into the kitchen,

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And Fan Che, who took his younger brother to the front yard, really saw his father and mother getting off the carriage with a happy face, and Fan Che secretly soothed the anxiety in his heart that he was eager to vent when he just saw the meaningful eyes of Jinxiu.

"Daddy, are you back?" and Fan Mo didn't have the surging mood of his brother, seeing that his father didn't want his brother at all, he opened his arms, and the milk swallow threw himself into the arms of his mother, white and tender fairy child, no longer the little boy who was malnourished, Liu caught his little son with a loving face, touched his hair and chatted to comfort.

"Well, is there anyone at home?" Seeing Yuesheng and Wuxian go to the backyard to unload the carriage together, he smiled gently and pulled the two children, one older and one small, to the dining room.

"Mi'er is very well-behaved, Cousin Junyi said that we can go to the academy tomorrow. The little man had fleshy cheeks, opened a pair of innocent big eyes, and did not forget to report the good news to his mother.

"Oh, so fast, that's fine, you have to study hard, now it's not just to change the court, but also for the hope of the ancestors, reading is still a luxury for people, you have to cherish it." What Liu said was intended to be very long, and there was a faint smile between his eyebrows, until he turned into the courtyard and saw the village chief lazily eating some cakes, and then he was silent.