Text 093 Grandfather's Lecture (2nd Shift)

Xia Erlang stayed at home for one night and returned to town early the next morning.

For several days in a row, Huang's eyes were full of evil when he looked at Eleven Niang, and he spared no effort to kill Luo. However, the mother and daughter ignored her.

Luo didn't let Xia Chenghe go to Xue's house again, and the body of chopped flesh fell to her and several daughters, and the speed naturally slowed down a lot.

Even with the help of Xue Ye and Aunt Gu, it has been three days since all the meat was chopped up and enema started to dry, and the arms of the mother and daughter were swollen and painful of different sizes, and Banniang and Eleven Niang were the worst, and Eleven Niang's arms were already hanging and unable to move due to excessive force!

Luo Zhi hugged his daughter's arm in distress, wiping his tears while taking medicine, "No one is allowed to do it next time, look, let my mother come!" ”

Eleven Niang smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her little head rubbed on Luo's shoulder, "Mother, it doesn't hurt at all, it's really ......" Luo Shi glared at her daughter, Eleven Niang said twice, "Mother feels sorry for us, so she will make us something to eat, I always want to drink Niang's stewed chicken soup......"

Last time, Shi Niang bought a vintage old hen for Gu's, Luo saw it and made it for Gu's, and the soup that had been simmered for a few hours was fragrant, with a faint aroma of herbs, and it was unusually delicious, so that Shi Niang, who had drunk so many master crafts in modern times, couldn't help but marvel!

Banniang, Erniang, and Sanniang also came over and nodded in unison, "Mother, it's delicious." ”

Luo broke into laughter, rubbed his daughter's arm, and scolded with a smile, "I can't raise a litter of gluttonous cats!" ”

Gu shook his head and smiled, avoided the mother and daughter, went to the village to find a household, bought an old hen that didn't lay eggs, and came back, and wanted to make chicken soup for Xue Ye to make up, and called Luo to help.

Luo didn't understand Gu's kindness, his eyes were moist again, but his face was full of smiles, "These monkey children in my family are going to be wiped out." ”

"Sister Luo's simmered soup is a rare delicacy, and it's impossible to say who gets whom's light."

The two looked at each other and smiled, several children were squeezing their eyes and laughing, Xiao Twelve sneaked in, blinking his star eyes and looking up with a smile, "Mother, aunt, drink soup......"

"Okay, drink soup and get a big bowl for our little twelve, okay?"

"Good!"

Little Twelve smiled and squinted his eyes and clapped his hands.

In the lively and warm atmosphere of the courtyard, Xue Ye stood in the courtyard, his expressionless face was as usual, but his obsidian-like eyes were full of smiles.

On the second day, someone from Wukeshu brought the news that the old lady of the Luo family had something to ask Luo to go back, Luo thought that there was something wrong with Luo's third uncle's illness, and his frightened face turned white, and he ran to the old lady and said that he wanted to go back to his parents' house, and ran out of the house, and the old lady was so shocked by her that she forgot to scold!

Eleven Niang was not at ease, so she went back to the house and loaded all the silver, and caught up with Luo.

The two of them were frightened to Wukeshu, and Uncle Luo recuperated in bed, except that his face was still lacking in blood, but he was a little energetic, and when he saw Luo and Eleven Niang coming, he smiled and talked for a while.

After dinner, Luo was pulled into the house by the old lady of the Luo family to talk, and Eleven Niang was pulled to the room by the little cousin to play with the flower rope. Eleven Niang is fresh, but she played a few rounds with great interest, but she was always stuck and couldn't turn it over, and she was laughed at by her little cousin! Eleven Niang is very helpless, this little rope is so entangled......

"Ahh Tits, grandpa kicked my ass......"

"Little rabbit cub, if you don't practice well, you will sue!" Old Man Luo slapped his little grandson's ass with a smile, "The horse step is not good, the next plate is unstable, and it will fall down as soon as you attack, so you don't have to go out and lose your face!" Practice well! ”

Eleven Niang looked out, and the little cousin also leaned over, with a smile in her eyes, and said playfully, "Haha, let this kid be disobedient, he should be cleaned up like this!" ”

Luo Yuncai, Luo's second cousin in the courtyard, pouted and stared at the two at the window and complained, "It's not fair, why doesn't you let Luo Zhixiang practice?" ”

Little cousin Luo Zhixiang stuck out her tongue, "Because I'm a girl, otherwise, I'll find you a pair of scissors to ......" She smiled widely, and her index and middle fingers made clicking movements, laughing evilly.

Luo Yuncai took a sip and pointed at Luo Zhixiang and scolded, "You, shameless!" ”

Luo Zhixiang smiled, "Sister, I have a face, and if I want to do it, I will become a two-skin face!" Think about it, Yuncai's younger brother ......"

Luo Yuncai's face changed, and he shouted, "Master, help!" ”

Old Man Luo laughed, Eleven Niang smiled and bent his crescent eyes, Old Man Luo beckoned his granddaughter over, Eleven Niang hurriedly put on her shoes and ran out of the kang, Old Man Luo waved his hand to let a few half-sized young men squat next to the wall, drew a thumb-thick stick, and motioned to Eleven Niang to play the swordsmanship she taught her last time.

"Yes."

Eleven Niang took it, her expression changed, her steps stepped out, her steps were light, her moves were neat, and her breath was faintly with a touch of killing intent, Old Man Luo couldn't help but have bright eyes, and he reached out and dragged a dead branch to attack it!

A few boys crouching in the corner exclaimed, "Be careful! ”

"Grandpa!" Eleven Niang looked back, glanced at them, smiled with her eyebrows, but her moves were much faster than before, she opened the old man's attack with a stick, and swept his lower plate as soon as she was short. The old man laughed, "Little rabbit cubs, look clearly, she may move half a point in the next game!" ”

Eleven Niang winked at the old man, and swept it with skill, the old man raised his eyebrows, and there was a hearty laugh, "Okay!" Good! Good! What else can be done! ”

"Grandpa takes the call!" Eleven Niang reminded the old man with a smile that she made a mistake and attacked according to the gossip steps she had learned in modern times combined with swordsmanship.

The old man's eyes were shining, and he raised his hand to take a move, "Okay!" Look at my trick......"

The two of them fought against each other, but they didn't give in! The eyes of several little boys lit up, and they kept cheering for Eleven Niang.

Inside the house, Mrs. Luo pulled her daughter to look out, shook her head and chuckled, "This old thing ......"

"Eleven Niang really inherited her father's temperament, and she has an unusual talent for martial arts." Roche also laughed.

The old lady still shook her head, patted her daughter's hand for a while, and said, "I see that young man is an honest and capable man, and his father and mother are also responsible people, except for the two married sisters, there is also a younger sister, there are no brothers, and there are few disputes in the family...... Although there are fewer fields, Daddy Yang is a craftsman, and the hairpin hairpin that goes out is both exquisite and pleasing, but it is a real good entry! You go back and discuss with your son-in-law, and give me a message in a few days......"

Luo nodded with a smile on his face, this Yang family is indeed a good family, Erniang has a gentle personality, treats people kindly, and can do housework in the field, if she can marry her......

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