When Meng Yan opened his eyes, the voice of a child was in his ears: "Little wild seed!" Shoot you! ”

Meng Yan frowned and slowly opened his eyes. In front of him stood seven or eight children dressed in brocade robes, of various ages, all of whom did not look to be more than ten years old. But judging from their appearance, all of them can boast of a piece of pink carving.

But Meng Yan didn't think these children were good-looking at all.

Because they were all struggling to think about her throwing pebbles, Meng Yan just woke up and his mind was still confused, he felt a pain in his head, reached out and touched it, and his fingers immediately dyed red.

Meng Yan looked at his fingers blankly, as if he was scared stupidly, those children also seemed to be a little scared, and a few of the younger ones already wanted to run out. But I was caught by my partner.

"Run for what? She didn't dare to sue! A little boy glanced at Meng Yan with disdain.

"Well, we're not wrong anyway. She's just a motherless little wild seed. A delicate-looking little girl said in a milky voice: "My mother said, her mother is a vixen!" She is a little vixen, and she will be a big vixen when she grows up! ”

Meng Yan reviewed the memories in his mind and understood his identity.

The daughter of the prime minister of Mingyue Kingdom, her mother had a difficult birth when she gave birth to her, and she only closed her eyes if she was asked to take care of her husband and son for her in the future, as well as an extremely unlucky name.

Leaf fall.

Nima, how unlucky this name sounds.

Her brother's name is Ye Mao, and she is Ye Luo. And let a milk doll who has just been born and hasn't opened his eyes take care of a man who has been standing for a long time, and another brother who can already walk and climb is really his mother?

The scene in front of him was already a scene that Ye Luo was accustomed to.

Although she has a father who loves his daughter and a very good brother, she has not become a domineering, brutal and willful little bun, but has grown into a soft bun that can be rubbed and pinched.

It's really soft.

These children have developed from the beginning of the verbal squeeze to the current hands-on, the little buns all endured silently, even crying, and they didn't dare to cry in front of their father.

Meng Yan felt sick to his stomach for a while, if this was replaced by himself, even if he couldn't beat it, he would have shouted that the whole world would know about it, and he could still let these people bully?

But this little bun is endured, so Meng Yan must also endure it now.

Meng Yan silently retracted her little fist into her sleeve, lest she lose control of herself and beat these children to the point of crying father and mother.

Meng Yan began to recall the character traits of the original owner.

There's nothing to say.,It has all the characteristics of an abusive heroine.:Good (stupid)Good (stupid),Wide (holy)Rong (mother)、Strong (M)Yi and so on。 He must also be a dead eye, willing to contribute, willing to take responsibility, never talk about his own suffering, and never leave a name for doing good deeds.

In short, it's a man's favorite one.

But this kind of woman must encounter personal scum.

is the kind of woman who knows that the woman in front of him is very innocent and pitiful, but he still wants to torture and pit to death, and then love while pitting, and finally the woman can't stand it and runs away, he bursts into tears again, puts down the dignity of a man, and finally returns the home to the husband and wife.

In a word, it is a with a scumbag, and the days are long and long.

Her current original owner is, not to mention that she has been wronged, she has been gracious for a lifetime, and she wants to repay her kindness with her heart and lungs.

Just as he was thinking about it, Meng Yan heard a sound of footsteps.

With the memory of the original owner, she knows that it was the original owner's brother and the male protagonist who came.

That is, this time, the male protagonist came forward to help say a few words to the children and defended the female protagonist.

Later, the female protagonist took the male protagonist to heart.

To be reasonable, a three-year-old milk doll may not remember what she ate yesterday. How can you remember such a thing? Remembered for a lifetime, and finally transformed into unforgettable love?

Meng Yan was thinking, why are human beings so precocious?

Their beast cubs are still drinking milk at this time!

Besides, it's clear that her brother came out first, why does the female protagonist only remember the male protagonist?

In order to repay Xiao En this time, he was abused in the end and almost lost half his life and was disabled.

Could it be that the aura of the male protagonist is so great?

Sure enough: "What are you doing?" This was the angry voice of the original owner's brother.

Then, Meng Yan felt a shadow fall on her, and she looked up to see Xiao Douding standing in front of her with a straight posture, looking like a protector.

And ahead, as soon as those little kids saw the original owner's brother, they immediately turned around and fled.

So, the same father and the same mother, why is she the only one who is a little fox spirit and a little wild seed?

Meng Yan has a new understanding of the word bullying the soft and fearing the hard.

"Luo'er." After Ye Mao drove away the children who bullied his sister, he hurried to see his sister.

"Zhong Heng, you can help me."

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My name is Zhang Xue, and I am an orphan in Qingcao Town. When I was three years old, my father went up to the mountains to collect medicine and was eaten by the big insects in the mountains. Otherwise, my father would not have risked his life to go deep in the mountains to collect medicine. My mother took me to live alone, although there are still a few acres of land at home, but the most worthless thing in the famine year is the field. If the year is good, we can still rent the land to other people's families and collect some rent, at least we won't starve to death.

So after persevering for a month, my mother disappeared naturally.

Actually, I already knew she wanted to leave.

The first time she had this idea, I was sitting in the doorway in a daze.

"We can't do this anymore, we're all going to die if this continues." I heard her say this in her heart.

Yes, that's right, I can hear what is in people's hearts. As long as he wants, as long as he's within ten steps of me.

"The eldest brother said that he found me a family, it is a hunter, but he does not worry about food in this year." There was some wistfulness in the mother's voice.

"But what about the dog?" I felt a gaze behind me watching me, I didn't move, I knew my mother was looking at me, she was weighing whether she wanted me to live or live.

If it was an ordinary child, I think I would already be crying at this time, obsessed with my own mother and not leaving me. But I'm not, I grew up hearing people's voices. Before I could speak, I had learned how to curse and curse.

I often see two people who greet each other warmly, but in their hearts they scold each other. So, I often keep silent because there is nothing to say.

This caused everyone to think that I was a fool, except for the father who died in the stomach of the big worm, and even my mother wanted to strangle me. She often scolded in my ear when my father was away, and scolded in my heart when my father was there. Because I disgraced her, but she couldn't do anything because I was a boy and she couldn't stand in this house without me. It's even more because my dad likes me very much.

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