Mu Dun'er was stunned, he hadn't even thought about it. He was still trying his best to figure out how to pull out the cheap girl's pigtails and verify whether they were revolutionary comrades who grew up under the same red flag in the same blue sky, but before he could make any further tests, he was exposed first.

Is there such a big flaw in his IQ?

Especially when treated in such a brutal way by being put on the neck of the sickle holder-

Accustomed to the image of a decision-maker, the president, who led the company with hundreds of people, was hurt by 10,000 points.

"Mother...... What are you doing here......" Mu Dun'er said he didn't give in completely.

The concubine raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth taunted lightly-

From the perspective of a bystander, Mu Dun'er is the legendary wild, domineering, and evil smile, especially his little heart, which has never been so nervous and twitched since he became an adult. Can he say that hundreds of millions of orders are in front of him, and he can not have a slight heartbeat.

He didn't know if it was because of the lightning speed that made him more nervous, or because he was more frightened by a sharp scythe that reflected the light on his neck.

He's almost scared to pee, okay?

"No, I can't afford it. The concubine smiled and looked at the wooden pier from top to bottom, and the X-ray eyes made him feel like scraping his bones to heal his wounds, as if he was being looked at, he stole two yuan at the age of seven, picked up other people's buds at the age of eight, and deceived his friends at the age of fifteen to run out of the ravine for a hundred yuan as the road fee, and she saw through it-

Of course, after he made money, he doubled the mail back to his hometown and paid it back, which is a later story, he added in his heart.

"Don't pretend to be a driver, right?" The concubine moved the sickle a little farther away without a trace, she was also afraid that her hands would be raw, and if she slipped her hand, she would accidentally open up the delicate little neck under the knife.

At that time, no one cared whether Mu Dun'er let people change the core, and she became a crazy woman who betrayed her husband and killed her son, and if she was not roasted into a suckling pig on the fire, she would have to be immersed in a pig cage and drowned.

"We don't say dark words in front of the Mingren, I can see it, Zunjia is still addicted and refuses to remove his makeup, isn't it a little boring?"

After a short psychological struggle, Mu Dun'er sighed resignedly: "Dear, can you sue me, how did you see it?"

"Phew!" the concubine raised her eyebrows and smacked Mu Dun'er: "It turned out to be a stinky rascal! Shameless, who do you call -- 'dear'?

If he hadn't had the identity of her son, she would have cut him off for anything.

The concubine glared angrily, and the sickle followed her hand and her heart pushed forward to the throat of Mu Dun'er, which scared him, and for the first time in his life, he felt that the roots of his hair stood up, and the urine was still hanging and came out directly:

"Woman, heroine, spare your life, listen to my explanation!"

It's a matter of life and death, at this time, Mu Dun'er can't take care of the so-called manhood, and the aura and demeanor of the shopping mall for more than ten years, immediately pulled his neck and begged for mercy, and his frightened little face turned white, for fear that this cheap girl who couldn't find her shoulder and couldn't lift it was excited for a while, and her hand slipped slightly and cut his throat.

Yesterday, he just complained a few casually, and if he really killed him again, he would be quite unwilling.

"In my hometown, 'pro' is - hey, friend - this means, everyone says so, definitely not what you think, don't get me wrong, I don't have the idea of taking advantage of you!"

Mu Dun'er can bend and stretch, but the dog-legged expression appears on the face of an immature child, how to look at it makes people feel a deep disobedience.

The concubine is also drunk, the main labor force of this family is a fool, she changed the core and was not the original owner for a long time, this is sad enough, who would have thought that in the end, even a three-year-old child was not the original one, and he changed to a stinky man who didn't know what kind of goods he was, but he was properly flamboyant and had no discipline.

God has worked hard, and it is hard work to gather such a family.

"You trust me. "Mu Dun'er is tired, his innocence can be seen, but the cheap Niangshui with a sickle in his hand can be seen. "Look, I'm like this, I'm a three-year-old kid, and I'm going to be poor, isn't it?"

The concubine snorted coldly, "In the end, it is a barbarian state, an uncivilized place, and it is open to words!"

The corners of Mu Dun'er's mouth twitched, everything can't be covered by bias, it's just that he is relatively uneducated, and he can't overturn a boatload of people with a rod.

It's just that people have to bow their heads under the blade, and she can do whatever she wants.

However, what is going on with this exit and four words thrown out?

Suddenly, he blessed his soul - this cheap lady is indeed not the original owner, but look at the style of the whole body, the tone and small eyes of the superiors, it can't be worn by the ancient nobles, or, to be precise, the ancient people in his modern standpoint. As for whether it is the ancient times when the current dynasty is reversed, it is unknown.

"Where are you from?" he blurted out.

"I'm asking you, not you're asking me. How could the concubine be confused by his shallow shift of gaze, and raised her chin slightly. does not deny the fact that she was not the original owner in the first place.

"Okay, I said, we both changed the core, we are all the way, and there is nothing to hide. Although the identities of each other have not been decided, they are all incompatible outsiders in this small village, and there is an inexplicable sympathy in their hearts.

"Look, don't you put the knife down first, and let's have an in-depth, candid exchange of experiences?"

The concubine knew that what this fake son said was reasonable, and people didn't have the slightest intention of resisting - in fact, the little body was incompetent even if he wanted to resist, and his attitude was called soft, so she almost lay on the ground and called grandma, but she responded as soon as she saw his usual oily and smooth frame.

"You tell me to be honest—"

Before the concubine finished speaking, she heard a scream from afar, and the man's high-pitched voice resounded through the clouds:

"Zhao Di, what are you doing, what are you trying to do with the scythe?!"

The concubine and Mu Dun'er were stunned, ignoring the buzzing of their ears, and looked at each other and then looked at each other.

I saw a middle-aged man in his forties holding his face in shock, wearing a blue robe that had been washed off and already turned white, and two huge linen patches on the hem. The shoes were covered with mud, and it was no longer clear what color they were.

He had a scarf tied around his head, his gray hair neatly combed, his thin eyebrows and long eyes, and a few locks of goatee covered by his slender fingers.

"What are you doing with a knife on your neck? You're crazy?!"

Zhaodi?

Mu Dun'er looked at the savior who suddenly fell from the sky, and turned his head to look at the cheap girl-

Burst!

A mouthful of spittle, Xingzi involuntarily laughed at the concubine's face.