Coldly, I saw Qin Yi throw something over, but fortunately, Xiao Ling reacted quickly, and grabbed Dongdong who flew in as soon as he raised his hand, otherwise that thing would really be stuck on Xiao Ling's face.

Tut-tut, that picture is so beautiful.

"Huh, what is this......"

Xiao Ling, who just wanted to sigh that his hand speed was much faster, suddenly found that the things he was firmly holding in his hands were thin, soft, and a little rough to the touch.

Looks like paper?

Suspiciously, he opened his palm, and sure enough, Xiao Ling had a letter written on brown paper in his hand, but Xiao Ling seemed to be holding it a little too hard just now, and a good letter was now wrinkled.

Obsessive-compulsive look uncomfortable yo.

"Letter?"

......

After watching Qin Yi leave tremblingly, the little fat man who was standing on the side immediately collapsed and let out a long breath.

"Sister Qin Yi who is angry is really terrible!"

As he spoke, he saw the letter in Xiao Ling's hand, and Li Mu couldn't help but come over, his face full of curiosity.

"Hey, Xiao Lingzi, who gave you this letter?"

"How do I know!"

"Who will write to me?"

Angrily glanced at the little fat man, and with his other hand, he couldn't help but stretch out a finger and scratch the root of his ear, Xiao Ling flipped the letter in his hand, revealing the words on the envelope that were facing the palm of his hand before.

"Little Lingling is enlightened!"

Seeing the handwriting on the envelope, Xiao Ling was speechless for a moment, and before he opened it, he knew who wrote the letter.

"I'm Nima, such an ugly word, such a disgusting title, don't think about it, it must have been written by that bastard daddy!"

Xiao Ling, who saw the words clearly, directly threw the letter in his hand on the quilt, and the whole person collapsed backwards.

I don't want to watch it instantly!

"You can still write to me, it seems that my bastard dad is not dead yet, it's good, his life is quite hard, I don't need to collect the corpse, and the scourge will be left for thousands of years!"

Reaching out to pick up the crumpled letter on the quilt, Li Mou's eyes were full of puzzlement for Xiao Ling's reaction.

He doesn't have parents, but according to what Xiao Ling taught him before, shouldn't he be very excited to receive this letter from thousands of miles away?

"Don't you read it, little Lingzi, it's rare for uncle to write to you!"

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, it's too hard, I don't want to watch it!"

Hearing the little fat man's words, Xiao Ling suddenly shook her head and flew up, and it seemed that her mind was very firm that she didn't want to see it.

"Yikes!"

Suddenly, Xiao Ling's shaking head froze, and she looked at the little fat man with an expression of explaining what was going on.

"Or, Da Niu, read it to me!"

"Ahh

Xiao Ling's crooked idea made the little fat man stunned for a moment, and then laughed so much that his eyes were almost gone.

Recently in Xiaodanfeng, Li Mu was held by the five elders who disliked his illiteracy with a knife on his neck, forced to learn Braille, and was trying to show Xiao Ling to show off, but he didn't expect to be dozing off, Xiao Ling sent a pillow, and the little fat man immediately took over this important task with great interest.

"Come on, come on, fill me with tea first!"

Xiao Ling smiled, handed out the teacup in his hand, and let the little fat man refill the cup and then collapsed on the bed, closed his eyes, leaned against the pillow, and slowly tasted Biling tea.

After serving Xiao Ling, the little fat man sat back on the stool next to the bed, and after taking two breaths of the sealed letter to his mouth, he carefully opened the family letter.

Slowly spread out the letter, carefully reading the handwriting on the paper.

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

A minute passed.

A quarter of an hour passed.

......

The little fat man who was reading the family letter was silent for a long time.

Xiao Ling opened her eyes curiously and looked at the little fat man beside the bed.

I saw that the little fat man's face changed from the initial interest, gradually stiffened, and then sweated profusely.

Look at the one who embarrassed this child.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop teasing you, I'll see for myself!"

Xiao Ling smiled, put the teacup in his hand on the edge of the bed, and reached out to take the letter paper in the little fat man's hand.

Hurriedly handed over the letter, the little fat man hurriedly wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, he swore that he would never show off again in the future, they were not good at writing.

"If my father's letter were so good-looking, would I give it to you? I don't want to think about it, he is crazy, and he can't understand what he wrote, let alone you!"

After comforting the little fat man, Xiao Ling took the letter in his hand seriously, there was no way not to be serious, he couldn't understand what the hell his father wrote.

Sometimes Xiao Ling is very curious, is this really written by his father? Are you sure you caught a chicken and dipped its paws in ink and let it pull on its own?

"Xiao Lingwu'er Zhan Xinjia!"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss my father very much......"

After scratching her ears and cheeks for a long time, Xiao Ling finally understood the content of the letter.

"Obediently, are they all so literate now? The ancient texts have been pulled out, which doesn't fit his style!"

Slowly reading the first few sentences, Xiao Ling was amazed, such an elegant word actually came out of his father's mouth, why did he not believe it so much?

"Shouldn't my father be possessed by demons, this is a genius disciple who originally came from the two academies and finally fell into the demon......ic path?"

I have to say that Xiao Ling's imagination is really rich, how can there be so many ghosts and ghosts in these years, I don't know if the monsters are not allowed to become spirits after the Middle Ages?

Oh, the next sentence won't go back to its original form.

"You can still read the letter, it means that you haven't died yet, it's good, it's worth encouraging, it's a big life, follow me. ”

"Son, didn't I say that my father said you, you are okay, what's the hurry, can't you cultivate in peace and stability? If I hadn't found someone to contact you, Aunt Qin had traveled thousands of miles to Wei Yuan to get the black jade intermittent pill that had been circulated by our family, did you really plan to die?"

"Don't guess, you must have used the soul refining method I taught you, right!

"Look at when I taught you, you didn't study hard, how is it now, you are being eaten back!"

"What about the brain, I gave you such a good brain, why did you use it......"

Sure enough, it was elegant but two sentences, and Xiao Ling didn't read the content behind it, anyway, looking at Xiao Ling's darker and darker face, he could guess that the content behind it would definitely not have a few good words with Li Mu's big brain.

"I'll leave your uncle!"

Suddenly, Xiao Ling, who had finished reading the letter, violently walked away, the green tendons on his head burst out, and he yelled, tearing the letter paper in his hand to pieces.

"When did you old bastard say that, why don't I remember!"

The little fat man, who was originally going to sit back on the stool, was startled by Xiao Ling's yell, and sat down in a trembling position.

"What's the situation?"

Holding the stool with his hands behind his back, the little fat man struggled to get up and hurriedly asked with concern.

"I'm!"

"Ahh

"That old bastard of the dog day pits Lao Tzu!"