Chapter 109: What the hell is the Immortal Monument?
Seeing the little girl beckoning to him and signaling her to bow her head, Fang Zhonghe wondered, a little unclear, but because he liked and appreciated the idea in his heart, he squatted down very cooperatively, came up with his ear, and looked like he was listening.
Xiao Yuqi thought to himself, he didn't know how far he would have to go in the future, and he didn't know how long he would have to trouble people, and it would take a lot of time to help him open and close the door, right?
Although the old man surnamed Wu spoke, my mother said it well, Hades is easy to see, and the little ghost is difficult.
In addition, Uncle Fang with pig ears looks good, and she is also willing to let the family take advantage of it, otherwise she will have a good relationship with him and let him eat her own mouth?
After thinking a lot in his heart, Xiao Yuqi finally made some kind of decision, and this is what he is doing.
Seeing the other party's head gently come over, Xiao Yuqi felt more satisfied, and felt that he had not seen the wrong person, so he immediately repeated the old trick.
The small body covered the searching gaze behind him, the small fist stretched out, moved to Fang Zhonghe's hand, quickly stuffed a golden melon seed into the other party's hand, the small mouth was close to the other party's ear, and said in a bad voice, "Uncle Fang, you are the best, I like it the most." After the fart, the villain quickly carried the jar and ran into the house.
Fang Zhong and Twilight noticed that a small foreign object was stuffed in their hands, and then what they heard was that the little girl was soft and glutinous, saying that she liked herself.
couldn't help but soften Fang Zhonghe's heart by three points, and said that when he went back, he would have to call his daughter-in-law again and give birth to such a delicate and soft little girl!
Xiao Yuqi, who jumped into the door, closed the door with his hand.
Well, this is because I am afraid that Uncle Fang will go to see what he stuffed in his hand on the spot and attract the attention of everyone in the house.
In fact, she is completely blind to this.
Although Fang Zhonghe is kind, he is not a fool.
Funny looking at the door panel that was closed by the little guy with a bang, he felt the things in his palm, and laughed again.
"Little girl!".
Locked the door, shook his head and smiled and went to the front hall to eat, when he sat down, he looked at the brothers who had already eaten, the buddies on the side laughed at him for being soft-hearted, and he didn't even eat a meal while taking care of a little girl, Fang Zhonghe felt the golden melon seeds stuffed in the corner of his chest, he only smiled silently.
It is said that Xiao Yuqi came back with a jar of food with a strong aroma, and everyone in the room couldn't help but pay attention to her.
If it weren't for the little girl's somewhat scary force value;
If she hadn't seen that the jar had been given to her by the Yacha;
The people in the room couldn't wait to come up and grab it immediately.
Xiao Yuqi generously carried things into the door, and Xiao Wenye, who was looking at his daughter, hurriedly moved.
No matter how powerful his daughter is, he should be protected as a father.
Holding her daughter in her arms, she went back with the jar.
There are no dishes and chopsticks, a jar of chicken soup and noodles with half a chicken, and a family of five can also eat fragrant.
Xiao Yuyang even held her little belly contentedly, burping happily.
They ate and drank happily, but they suffered from the people on the side.
Smelling the smell, watching them gnaw on chicken in a hazy way, those who are farther away can say that those who are close to them will suffer a great sin.
The big house and the second room were deflated one after another, even if they were envious, jealous and hateful in their hearts, even if they had saliva in their mouths, they didn't dare to come to find bad luck again for a while.
Because they know that the damned three-room concubine will not give them face at all, no matter what excuse they use to suppress it.
They didn't move, but the four rooms behind them couldn't bear it.
According to Luo Jiayuan's idea, the three bedrooms and four bedrooms are all concubines, and in such a difficult environment now, they should support each other.
Who is Xiao Yuqi? Who is Xiao Wenye?
The father and daughter nibbled on the chicken, listening to Luo Jiayuan's bitter chatter, listening to the crying and chirping of the four rooms and six langs, nine langs, and eleven langs, what should the father and daughter do, and they didn't lift their eyelids.
Luo Jiayuan opened her mouth to ask for it, and Xiao Yulou, who was stuffed with chicken wings by her sister on the side, saw it, and said meaningfully, "Whose food is not blown by the wind." ", directly choked Luo Jiayuan.
What does it mean? Is this a bargain with them for money?
The third room is also true, the family is in trouble, and they should support each other, why are their hearts so alone?
They have four rooms and are not like big houses and two rooms, so why can't they help them?
Xiao Yuqi's family, who are considered to be the only ones in the family, fell asleep beautifully after a full meal, completely ignoring the people and things around them.
But early the next morning, when they were about to set off on the road again, Xiao Yuqi saw that yesterday's cowardice was actually holding a pocket outside the door of the small courtyard, looking at himself without blinking.
Seeing his gaze, Ding Wuliu was overjoyed, tightened the burden he was carrying, and hurriedly beckoned to Xiao Yuqi.
Xiao Yuqi wondered, but when he saw the anxious appearance of the coward, he finally said hello to the yacha softly, and raised his legs to the entrance of the courtyard.
Seeing Xiao Yuqi coming, Ding Wuliu hurriedly stuffed the burden in his hand to the little girl in front of him.
I don't know if I'm worried that the escorted yacha will eavesdrop, Ding Wuliu's voice is very low.
"Little sister, my name is Ding Wuliu, five-six-seven-eight of five-six, yesterday you gave me something, it was a life-saving thing for me, so, I will be cheeky to accept it, but your great kindness, I Ding Wuliu remembered, and in the future, I will ......."
He originally wanted to say that in the future, wherever he can use himself, the other party can command.
But looking back, the little girl's family is not free, and she doesn't know where she is about to be escorted, wouldn't it seem hypocritical to say such things by herself?
In this way, he stopped talking, thinking about the golden melon seeds that his father and mother received from him last night, and the decision made after listening to what he said, Ding Wuliu said solemnly.
"The benefactor is on it, I don't know who the benefactor's surname is, so please tell the little benefactor, in the future, my Ding five or six family will remember the kindness of the little benefactor, and set up a monument of immortality to the little benefactor, and worship it in the morning and evening, the buckwheat noodles and eggs in the baggage are the little ones dedicated to the little benefactor's heart, and please let the little benefactor smile."
Ding Wuliu knelt on the ground sincerely, with a solemn expression, but because of his intention, people who looked at him from a distance only thought that he was deliberately kneeling on the ground to talk to the little girl in order to match Xiao Yuqi's height.
Only Ding Wu or Six did what he thought and said, and he was complaining about his benefactor, and he was beneficial, and he was confused for Mao to add a little Xiao Yuqi, especially confused.
In other words, it's easy to know her name, anyway, it's not a secret, and if you say it, you can say it, but you want to set up an immortal monument for yourself?
Eh, what is the Monument of Eternal Life?
Sooner or later? What is Offering? How much is a pound? Is it delicious?
Does it mean that the burden in your hands at the moment is an offering?