"Qingzao, do you want to eat steamed buns?" Shen Changting passed by the steamed bun shop, and couldn't help but feel hungry, thinking that Zhao Qingzao had been with him for a morning, and he was still a girl's family, how could he stand starving. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Yes. "Zhao Qingzao already regards Shen Changting as a little tyrant in the subjective world, so he is not polite to him.

When a plate of hot meat buns was served, Zhao Qingzao reached out to grab it, but her hands hurt from the meat buns, and she pulled her ears to cool down, which made Shen Changting smile.

"It's delicious!"

When the tender soup of the meat bun was sucked into the lips and tongue, the taste buds seemed to come alive all of a sudden, and the stomach was rumbling urging to eat quickly, and Zhao Qingzao finished eating the bun in three or two bites.

She couldn't help but suck her fingers, and found that Shen Changting was staring at her, and her cheeks were red even the roots of her ears.

couldn't help but take a sip of himself in his heart, he was really poisoned by sweet potato porridge Gu, and occasionally eating a meat bun could make himself lose his temper like this! Thinking of this, Zhao Qingzao couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Back then, when she was living in the 21st century, she hadn't eaten any food!

The hero didn't mention the courage of the year, Zhao Qingzao ate the second bun in his hand in three or two bites, and ate it quickly while he could eat meat now, otherwise he would have to live with sweet potato porridge every day in this poor countryside.

After the two finished eating the buns, they walked back to Zhaojia Village.

"Do you want to go home and talk to your parents?" Shen Changting's long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked down at Zhao Qingzao as an inquiry.

Zhao Qingzao shook his head like a rattle.

Shen Changting's brows wrinkled into a shallow word "Sichuan", how could anyone sell himself without telling his parents, after all, his body was affected by his parents, he did not agree with Zhao Qingzao's approach, but he didn't say much, he respected Zhao Qingzao.

Zhao Qingzao exhaled when he saw that Shen Changting didn't say anything more.

She's not stupid, Brother Biao's gang said they would come over at noon, and now the sun is hanging high, maybe they are sitting at Zhao's house.

The gun shoots the first bird, she can hide if she can!

Who knows, as soon as he crossed the Baishui Bridge, Zhao Qingzao was caught by Mrs. Zhao.

"Stinky girl, let me catch you, let you run, don't come home with me soon, your uncle's life is almost gone, you still dare not give us the Zhao family a help." When your mother gave birth to such a money-losing goods as you, I should have drowned you in a dung bucket...... Let's go and come home with me. Mrs. Zhao pinched Zhao Qingjube several times, and suddenly had a brute force and pushed her back to Zhao's house.

Shen Changting was anxious, Zhao Qingzao was not the opponent of Mrs. Zhao who did rough work all the year round, and after resisting a few times, Mrs. Zhao dragged the Zhao family by the hair.

"Grandma Zhao, you wait, you have something to say. Shen Changting lifted the ink-colored robe and followed it closely on the path, probably running in a hurry, coughing a few times occasionally.

Mrs. Zhao ignored him at all, and her eyes were red and bloody.

There is only one person living in her heart, not the old man Zhao who died early, nor her filial old son, but the youngest son who was born after she gave up half her life.

At the moment, it is in the hands of Brother Biao, and I don't know if it is dead or alive!

Thinking of Zhao Xiaohei, Mrs. Zhao's heart jumped suddenly, and she took Zhao Qingzao's hand a little harder. Now, only this girl is worth a lot of money, only she can exchange money to save Xiao Hei, you must bring her back......

Zhao Qingzao endured the pain of his scalp about to tear, and he could only desperately speed up his pace, following Mrs. Zhao's small feet, lest her hair be destroyed by Mrs. Zhao's claw-like hands.

Soon I saw the small courtyard of the Zhao family, as well as a few stout figures erected in the small courtyard.

Mrs. Zhao saw at a glance the person who was trampled on the soles of her feet by Brother Biao, Xiao Hei, it was her Xiao Hei. Mrs. Zhao was worried about Zhao Xiaohei, and the hand that was holding Zhao Qingzao's hair also let go, and she wanted to go inside even more anxiously.

Zhao Qingzao's scalp was loosened and he was finally freed.

It was at this time that Zhao Qingzao saw the opportunity and stretched out the embroidered shoes embroidered with the upper of the mandarin duck playing in the water.

"Plop" Mrs. Zhao tripped over Zhao Qingzao's outstretched foot, flew out half a meter away at once, gnawed a mouthful of mud, and knocked out the already dangling front teeth, and a mouthful of blood came out.