"Cousin of the county king, cousin, I kindly reminded this woman a few words for the sake of the prince's good, but the prince misunderstood me and wanted to send my cousin back." Fan Ling'er was very aggrieved.

Speaking from the heart, when she said this, she was actually not very sure in her heart.

Because she had seen how much the cousin of the county king listened to the woman.

However, now I can only gamble, betting that my cousin can stand on his side inside and out.

Even if he still won't offend that woman, at least he can say a few good words for himself, so that he won't be sent back, and he won't lose face in front of these two people!

If it is really sent back, then there is really no possibility at all, and I am really unwilling!

"What? Father, he could have misunderstood you? Still going to send you back? Brother Hui asked in disbelief.

Fan Ling'er saw that there was hope, and immediately nodded, in the end, it was her own person!

"This is too bullying, cousin, according to my cousin, you really can't stay here anymore, continue to stay angry, cousin, I really don't want to go. But what can be done, this woman you just spoke, my father has promised her that he will only be good to her in this life and this life.

And my cousin also made a poisonous oath in my heart to honor her for the rest of my life!

So, don't say that I misunderstood your cousin, even if I didn't misunderstand, it would be impossible for the two of us to protect you and stand on your side, breaking the oath will be struck by lightning. Brother Hui said with a very helpless look.

Fan Ling'er thought at first that his cousin would help him speak, after all, his identity was the king of the county.

However, the more I listened to the following words, the more I felt that something was wrong!

Looking at her sincere and helpless cousin, Fan Linger really couldn't believe it, cousin, was this tricking her?

"County King, I'm your cousin, we're a family, a real family." Fan Ling'er looked at Brother Hui very sadly and said.

Brother Hui looked at his cousin with a serious expression; "I haven't denied that you are my relative, but you have been here for several days, and your cousin's eyes are so big and bright, why can't you see what kind of place they occupy in my heart?

Your ears are also good, and you can't hear me call this woman in your mouth your mother?

Yes, the two of them are not related to me by blood, but my cousin and I have survived until now because of them. It's not that they have sacrificed their lives for so many years, your cousin is now tall in the grave.

Actually, I think it's strange, cousin, haven't you ever thought about why your grandfather and uncle came here, but they didn't even want to eat with us?

Do you remember why your cousin came here? But cousin, what are you thinking about, you know it very well, right? Isn't it because you're a cousin, do you think you can tolerate what you've done to this day?

At this point, my cousin will go back and weigh it herself, it's better for you to go and tell your grandfather that you want to go back than your cousin to say, right? ”

After that, Brother Hui stopped looking at the cousin and walked straight to the cupboard.

Fan Ling'er's face with tears was pale at this moment, she really didn't expect that this young cousin could be so ruthless to herself.

Seeing Fan Ling'er crying and leaving, Mu Yingbao didn't sympathize at all, and Xue Wenyu didn't feel pity for her.

The two of them didn't feel moved by what Brother Hui just said, or something.

This is the child they brought up, and they know best what kind of character they have. So, it's not surprising.

"You, why do you have to do it yourself if you offend people like this?" Mu Yingbao couldn't help it, and came to such a sentence.

"Mother, didn't you teach your son? Life is short, only cherish the people who are worth cherishing, and care about the people who are worth caring? Brother Hui put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked up and asked with a smile.

When Xue Wenyu heard this, he looked at Mu Yingbao speechlessly, and felt very funny.

"Aren't you worried that she won't be able to think about it when she goes back?" Mu Yingbao was not convinced.

"Mother, do you think she will?" Brother Hui asked, and then went to the corner to scoop wine.

Mu Yingbao spread her hands, well, she admitted that this child's mouth is sometimes better than her.

Seeing her pouring water into the pot, Xue Wenyu had already consciously sat down by the stove and began to light the fire.

Ya Dan is taking care of the Luo family, and there are no other people available in this mansion, but he is now in the sight of her, and he doesn't like to have others at all.

Xue Wenyu didn't notice this.

The water in the pot was soon boiling, Mu Yingbao was making dumplings, and the bowls, chopsticks and wine cups had been arranged, and Brother Hui, who was dipping the sauce, sat at the table, holding his chin and looking at his father and mother by the stove.

In this small kitchen, there is no identity, only a comfortable peace of mind.

He remembered what the shepherd had said, that what kind of life people want, whether they are happy or not, has nothing to do with their identity environment.

The most important thing is your own mentality.

If the mentality is not put in place, even the rich side will not be happy.

On the way back to Beijing this time, the shepherd also told him that even if he sat in that position and sat on that dragon chair, he would be the monarch seriously and do what the emperor should do.

Get up and leave that position, face down, and leave some space for yourself to be yourself.

In this way, you will not be swallowed up by the identity of the monarch of the dragon chair!

The steaming dumplings came out of the pot, and Mu Yingbao cut the meat skin jelly, cold fungus, salted peanuts, and preserved eggs mixed with tofu.

Fan Ling'er's appearance didn't affect the appetite of the three of them at all, as if it hadn't happened.

"Father, why do you like dumplings so much?" After eating a few bites, Brother Hui suddenly couldn't help but tease his father, wanting to hear how he would answer.

Xue Wenyu glanced at him when he heard this; "When you ask this, can it be understood that you don't like to eat very much?"

As soon as Brother Hui heard this, he knew that he had been treated as a donkey's liver and lungs by his father.

Although it's a joke, it's also a chance for my father to have a good impression in front of my mother.

Why do you like to eat it, because the dumplings made by my mother are so delicious, I can't eat enough!

That's a good answer! Not flashy at all!

However, my father didn't appreciate it!

"Mother, my son remembers that you said that it is suitable for tonic after autumn, and my son knows that you have fresh ginseng, and there is a wild pheasant in our cage, stewed to replenish for my son." Brother Hui looked at his mother and said with a smile.

When Xue Wenyu heard this, he was not calm, but he knew how much she doted on this child.

Even if she knew that it was the child who deliberately said that she ate that ginseng, if she really agreed, it would make the broken child very proud!

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