Chapter 11 The daughter of the Shen family
Miao Chu looked at Dai Wenlang and thought, this traitor, I want to play a good trick on him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoI'm going to pretend to be crippled today and give you a good look.
Miao Chu squatted on the ground with a sigh.
"Hey, daughter-in-law, you ...... legs"
"It's fine." Miao Chu is mysterious.
Dai Wenlang hurriedly squatted down, saw her wave his hand and said it was okay. So he took out the earrings in his pocket, and put them on regardless of Miao Chu's objections. "Big hero, you're satisfied."
Seeing that she was pouting and covering her legs again, she quickly pressed on her feet again.
"Are you really alright?"
Unexpectedly, they touched her hand, and the two of them withdrew their hands at the same time, slightly embarrassed.
Miao Chu's face was red hidden under the mud, and she didn't know if she was embarrassed to see him pity herself or shy to pretend to be lame. So he hurriedly turned away and did not let him see it.
Inside a small wooden door nearby. A young woman fiddling with an iron box gun, Shen Qian. Twisting her waist and facing the mirror, she swayed her freshly haired female agent uniform a few times, wearing a white shirt and pants with a khaki foreign suspender. Wear it with a pistol case at the waist. The more I look at myself, the more I like it.
So regardless of the early summer temperature, I picked up those boots. While stomping your feet, try to see if the boots issued in advance are stable. The high-end generously raised the pistol and aimed at the mirror to find a pose.
Suddenly, I heard my own cook screaming in a loud voice in the side yard without any svengerness: "Chicken thief." ”
"It's all my dad, hire a psychotic cook. Every day I say that others are like chicken thieves. She grabbed it and kicked it out. From the round arch to the side yard. "What about thieves? I killed him! ”
Frighten.
Dai Wenlang's eyes were sharp, and he saw this beautiful Shen family lady who was quite unreasonable at a glance.
Oops, how is the side yard of her house.
Could it be that these chickens and ducks are all raised by her? It's a bit too offbeat. To say that this Zhu Miaochu is unreasonable, this Shen Qian is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Don't let her recognize herself as the best.
This girl is clean. So before Shen Qian found out, Dai Wenlang hurriedly fished out a handful of mud soup from the mud pit. smeared it on his face, and became a muddy black man like Miao Chu, which was a special match.
Not far away, a slightly chubby cook who seemed to have ears to the wind lifted a big broom that was extremely hard and came with a wave. "Chicken thief, see if I don't kill you! I hit. ”
Dai Wenlang hurriedly asked Miao Chu: "Can you run?" ”
"What do you say?" Wen Lang saw her pouting and covering her legs, and immediately picked her up. Shen Qian saw this.
"Who are these people! It's dirty! Look at my guns! In the threatening cry of Shen Qian's gun, under the fierce pursuit of the cook, she dodged back and forth under the broom. Shen Qian held the gun in a standard posture, and no one could find out that she couldn't load bullets.
Around the mud pond, accompanied by chickens and ducks flapping their wings. It went around three times.
"Auntie, you misunderstood. We are good people. Wen Lang hugged Miao Chu and explained while hiding.
The cook waved her broom and shouted, "Good man? The good guy fell into my yard and still smelled of chickens and ducks. Call me aunt, see if I don't kill you! ”
"Sister, call my sister." Wen Lang screamed and wanted to vomit.
The cook's mouth pouted proudly: "It's not easy to call anything." The big broom swung down and attacked their waists, and Wen Lang twisted himself to cover it with his arm in order not to be touched and scraped, but he unexpectedly scratched Wen Lang's hand. The cook was stunned for a moment.
"Hey, it doesn't matter." Miao Chu took pity on him a little.
It's a side yard and it's very lively.
However, the Shen family's compound here ushered in the Dai family's financial director. Gao.