Chapter 785: The Scourge of Fuyao

Mo Qingye's eyebrows and eyes were as black as ink. It's a little angry. The cradle was gently shaken in his hand, and the two buns stretched out their hands and clenched into white and tender little fists and squeaked and wanted to hug, the Lantern Festival was bigger than the rice balls, but the strength was not as good as that of the younger sister. My sister's little fist always waives my brother's arms away inattention.,It's a little careful.,It's just not unwanted.。

But no one paid attention to it, but the little buns that were born a few days ago, who would think that much. But my sister's occasional plagiarism is smacking.

When my brother drank milk, his shiny wafer eyes looked at it, looked at it, looked straight at it. When the time comes, I still smash it, smash it, and refuse to leave, what to do, accidentally waving and waving my little fist, my little feet can't move for the time being, and I keep signaling my brother with my little eyes, and I play a small fist and wave it, full of threats.

Every time Qi Shi looked at these two buns, he always felt that he was thinking too much. What can such a young child know? I must have thought too much about it, well, that's it! Every time Qi took one more look, he felt that he had to think about it again.

At this time, seeing Mo Qingye's black face, he couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't even dare to look at the bridge that was a little silly. Not to mention the clever creek.

Xiaoxi saw the extravagance she unconsciously revealed, and she was a little suspicious of her in her heart, but thinking about her own poor bowls of rice, she couldn't take out more than a bowl of rice, what did people want. Forget about it. Well, she wouldn't admit that she was frightened by Mo Qingye's unpredictable appearance.

"Hey, hey, control your expression, control your tone. Look at your girl, her face is about to twist into what it is. Qi slapped Mo Qingye, and the yin aura suddenly dissipated. Qi didn't think much of it. I just thought that there were also sisters in her family who were harmed. Besides, his own creek looks quite like what the emperor wanted. My own girls are all ironclad. If the Qi clan wants to hate, I am afraid that Fusang will have been cut by a thousand knives in his heart.

Fuso is brutal and moody. The people of the northern country did not even dare to discuss it in private. Even the army has a lot of complaints about Fusang, but because of Rongsheng Town, no one dares to come nonsense.

Mo Qingye listened to Qi's words, and his face was slightly stunned. Then he lowered his head, and saw that his petite and lovely daughter was raising her fist in front of her brother as if threatening, looking at Xiao Lantern Festival with burning eyes. Lantern Xiao's mouth was deflated, and she seemed to be about to cry.

As soon as Mo Qingye looked over, he met Tang Yuan's bright eyes. Then, Mo Qingye watched his daughter calmly move her eyes. Look at the sky

The Qi family didn't see that it was wrong. Instead, he pulled Mo Qingye worriedly and said, "You, your son and daughter will learn from you." Look at your daughter, how cute she is fat and soft. We can't teach a girl who, uh, is going to break the bed board casually. Qi Shi glanced at the broken bed board covered by the quilt under Mo Qingye's body, there were five paw prints underneath, and a big hole was missing.

Hehe, Mo Qingye looked at his hand embarrassedly. These days, some meat has been raised by the Qi family, and it seems that it has grown back to baby fat, and a pair of claws look like they are all boneless. But a few people in this room didn't dare to try it at all.

In just a few days. I found out that the destructive power of that girl is amazing.

This can understand why she can go to the periphery of the capital alone. This is powerful, ordinary people really can't take her. This is also what the Qi family has not really seen her methods, and they secretly guessed.

Under the gaze of the two buns, Mo Qingye calmly stroked his sideburns. A good shelf at the end. There is no sense of disobedience in the violent and dignified transformation. A few people watching were stunned. Even the two buns were stunned.

There was still chicken soup stewed in the pot, and Mo Qingye said something bad yesterday and even coerced her with a hunger strike, which made the Qi family accept the broken silver on her. I bought a few chickens and made up the number in the chicken pen. The various stews at home have not been broken for a day. Even the bridge and the creek are a little more ruddy.

"Is Aunt Qi at home? Aunt Qi. Someone outside shouted urgently, breaking the harmony in the room.

Speaking of which. The Qi family is busy with work every day, busy with three meals a day. It's rare to sit down and have a good chat like this.

Qi sighed. And he went out.

After she went out, Xiaoxi looked at the two pink buns with a gentle face. remembered the previous targeting of Mo Qingye. At this time, I also feel that I have a little bit of a villain's heart. "Lantern Festival and rice balls look so good." She had seen a baby born from her cousin's family before, with wrinkled skin and a little dry red, but ugly.

She also knew that the child was born like that, but she just thought these two buns were good-looking. It's better looking than the children who grew up in the capital.

Mo Qingye hooked his lips, Xiaoxi, this child protects the family, the Qi family and the bridge. She admired it immensely. He also smiled and said a few words. It's just that she has a part of her mind to listen to the conversation outside, and now her ears are extraordinary, and it is easy to listen to a few words in the corner.

Listening to the conversation outside, Mo Qingye's eyes deepened slightly.

Qi's face was slightly pale, and he walked in with a shallow foot in the rain, and tried his best to pull out a smile, "I'll go and milk the goat, you can eat some chicken soup when you're hungry, and then make some rice." After saying that, he ignored Xiaoxi's worried gaze and walked out directly.

Mo Qingye cried in a low voice when he heard Qi Shi walk out of the door.

Xiaoxi's eyebrows darkened, and her delicate eyebrows were really two or three points similar to Fuyao.

"I'm here to inform you of the pick-up time. I've been persuading my mother for a long time, but my eldest sister can't do it for me when I'm older, and my posture and face are much worse. Besides, entering the palace is a blessing, how can you let the bridge take advantage. Xiaoxi pouted, and there was a bit of sparkle in her eyes. The tone is to learn the domineering appearance of Lao Tzu who wants to enjoy happiness and no one can rob it.

Now that Fusang is tyrannical, where is there any blessing.

Mo Qingye only listened and didn't speak, at this time, Xiaoxi didn't want comfort.

Xiaoxi stole a glance at her, "If only I had your strength." The muttered words disappeared into thin air in an instant. Hardly anyone heard.

Mo Qingye didn't hear it.

She knew what this kid meant, if she had the ability and strength, she was afraid that she would do something stupid to Fusang. This is a ruthless one.

The people in the house listened to the sound of the rain beating the plantains outside, and their thoughts were different. But the goal is the same. It's also a coincidence.

Qi sat by the sheepfold and unconsciously squeezed the goat's milk, and the faint smell of sandalwood slowly came out. (To be continued.) )