After a while, a child ran in.

Ran to the door, thought of something, hurriedly braked, moved in step by step, saw the general's father said, father, what are you looking for the child?

When Baochun saw it, he was immediately happy, standing with the child, and he was printed out of a mold with the general's father.

The complexion is darker than the general's father, the figure is strong, the back is like a grinding plate, and the two ends are in unison, Baochun can't help sighing, this child can't help but grow up eating chemical fertilizer, and the whole black fat boy.

The general's father pointed at Baochun, stupid, this is your sister, and she is not polite, and this is your sister's child, that is, your nephew, so stay alive and don't bully.

Ay. The fat black boy answered and turned to Baochun to say hello.

This is his own brother, so Baochun took out something and handed it over.

When the fat black boy saw it, his face was excited, and he rubbed back and forth, but he couldn't like it.

The general's father couldn't help but lean over and look, isn't it a child's toy, he said so, but the vinegar taste of the boss in his heart, the boss was unhappy, his son had a gift, and the father didn't have it, of course, those specialties or something, that can be counted, that can be compared with the little rabbit cub, at first glance, it is designed and built by himself, looking at Baochun's eyes that is called a grievance, looking at the little rabbit cub that is called an unpleasant eye, but it can't be snatched back from his son's hands.

Baochun was embarrassed to see the general's father like this.

Actually, it's really not a valuable good thing to give to the black fat boy, and she can only wait for a good one.

In fact, the son also has one, which is created by Tie Lao Wu and given to Xiaojiu to play, according to the scalpel style given by Baochun before, it has been reduced many times, made of silver, as an ornament, the knife, not as long as a tail finger, is a unique style, small and exquisite, and it looks fun.

The black fat boy secretly glanced at his father's black face, quietly put it on his neck, and touched two handfuls before stuffing it into the collar of his clothes, and his eyes were on Xiaojiu.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, you immediately saw the big sword in Xiaojiu's arms, and immediately changed her face.

Father, why did you give him the sword, how many times have I asked for it, and if you don't give it, you still beat me. questioned the general's father.

The general's father glared.

The black fat boy is still saying, if you want to give it to that fist hard, kung fu is good, this is not fair, how can you do this?

Rabbit cub, you tell Lao Tzu to be fair, after learning kung fu for a few days, it's not you, it's your nephew, a four-year-old doll, your fists are harder than him? You're embarrassed to say it. The general's father snorted coldly.

The black boy's face was flushed, his fists creaked, and his face was full of unconvinced.

At this moment, Xiaojiu stood up and threw the sword to the ground with a click, not only did the general's father jump up from his seat in distress, but even the black boy panicked to pick it up.

I didn't care about anything, and yelled at Xiaojiu, how can you do this, what if you break it?

Xiaojiu looked at him and said, it broke down, and it was mine too.

You...... The black boy was stupid, and he was speechless for a long time when he pointed at Xiaojiu, his face was black, purple, black, and purple, and he restrained himself from beating it.

He doesn't beat him, but when someone drinks a little, don't you say that whoever has a hard fist and who has good kung fu wins? Today I'll let you see whose fists are hard. As he spoke, he threw a punch.

A man or a boy can have his head cut off, blood can be shed, and his dignity cannot be violated.

There's a fight here, Baochun is in a hurry over there, father, stop them quickly, what should I do if I get hurt?

The general's father not only did not stop him, but also had a good look on the show, boys should be like this, let them fight, the feelings are all played, you can rest assured, the black boy is stupid, but his heart is not bad, he knows it, and he will not hurt Xiaojiu.

Baochun was about to cry, Dad, why don't you understand, what I'm afraid of is that the black boy is injured, my own bear child, but it is cruel, and there is no one in charge of it.

I told you to leave it alone, and you just waited for it to feel distressed.

Sure enough, within a few rounds, the fat black boy was beaten by Xiaojiu, and his face was even more bruised and purple.

No fighting, no fighting. The black boy begs for mercy, the sword is yours, and the sword is for you.

Xiaojiu then stopped, picked up the sword from the ground and returned to Baochun's side.

Baochun slapped him and was annoyed, he is an uncle, how can he treat his elders like this, how did he teach you before.

As you said, on the playing field, being humble to your opponent is the greatest disrespect for him. The bear child has a lot of words.

Baochun was choked up and had nothing to say, she said a lot of things, how could he remember this sentence and use it for it.

Don't blame him, the doll is right, this black boy can't even beat his nephew, he deserves to be beaten. The son was beaten so miserably, the general's father was naturally distressed, but he was a tough guy in the army, but he preferred Xiaojiu like this.

Baochun hurriedly stepped forward to rub the medicine for the black fat boy, and in the process of rubbing the medicine, the black fat boy gritted his teeth, stunned, and looked ashamed of losing.

Coming out of the general's father, Baochun went to the old lady, and was told by Yahuan that he was resting, saying that he didn't need to go to ask for peace, let her go back to rest and recuperate, tired all the way, there are not so many rules, and there is no need to see the sky to say goodbye in the future, and two meeting gifts were attached.

The meeting gift given by the old lady is the same as Cui's, and Baochun handed it over to Lan Xiang without even looking at it, it is nothing more than some gold trees, pearls, jewelry or something, and you can't exchange money casually, or the general's father is generous and affordable.

This old lady really doesn't like her, she doesn't want to see her, and it's better not to see her, which saves trouble.

For dinner, the general's father ordered her to go over to eat with Xiaojiu, but Baochun didn't go, saying that he hadn't cleaned up yet, and he would go another day.

The general's father sent someone to deliver a few dishes, and Lan Xiang cooked some more, and rested after eating.

When he returned to the bedroom, one of the feet that Bao Chun had just stepped in retracted, only to see that the sword was hanging at the head of the bed.

With a sword hanging over your head, Ann can sleep!

Son, let's talk about it, can we put it where it belongs? Bao Chun said to the bear child on the bed.

The bear boy shook his head, and when you get used to it, I'll put it back somewhere else.

Baochun is in a hurry, why should I adapt to it? If you want it to come back, it's for me to get used to, can you be more weird, what is this called?

It's longer and bigger than your disemboweling knife, so there's nothing to be afraid of. The bear child glanced at her, lay down on his own, and pulled the quilt on.

Baochun wailed, can we be good people without being afraid, these are all controlled knives in modern times, and they can't be seen lightly, and they have to be afraid of three points when they see it, this is a subconscious behavior Okay, just like driving a car that is afraid of running into the traffic police, yes, you have to be afraid of three points, how can he understand the thoughts of small citizens.

But this bear child clearly wants her to overcome the fear consciousness in her heart, and she will not withdraw it.

Baochun's face was full of bitterness, and he moved to the side of the bed step by step, turned his back to the head of the bed, climbed on the bed, lifted the quilt, and hugged his son's small body.

At the beginning, we should strongly oppose it to the end, and the idea of taking advantage of small advantages is really unacceptable.