Those who pretend to be 13 will be cleaned up sooner or later, and Tang Huang is a good example.

The first was deliberately angry, and the next moment he was tied up and thrown in the firewood room, and there was the squeak of rats in the firewood pile next to him.

Coupled with the smell of dampness and mold, Tang Huang's brows wrinkled tightly into the Sichuan character, and the world number slowly floated into the air, "Whoever told you not to run faster, you have to give someone a chance to hit you on the back of the head." ”

"If I knew they were going to do it, I would have run away."

From her own practice, she has come to a truth: when you defeat the bad guys, don't BB again, otherwise you are likely to 'die' from talking too much.

She was hit with a stick on the back of the head, and she fell asleep for half an hour before she woke up, and judging by the sound of conversation outside, the family who was going to marry her had come.

As for why her uncle, aunt, and grandfather didn't marry her off while she was unconscious, it was because the price was not negotiated.

Oh, they really regard her as a cash cow, and sure enough, their hearts have been blinded by the smell of copper.

Suddenly, the door of the firewood room was opened, and then, a chubby figure cautiously walked into the firewood room, and the cousin squatted down without saying a word to untie the rope for her, and it could be seen that his face was quite pale, and it turned out that her broken legs were very powerful.

"Let's run." My cousin sat down on the ground and said with little strength.

Although she didn't know why her cousin let her go, she still said thank you.

Seeing the delicate little figure slipping out of the firewood room, the cousin raised his head and exhaled, what he couldn't get, others didn't want to get, not to mention that he was still a bad old man who was over half a hundred years old, compared with marrying the sick An Lingyu Chongxi, he hoped that his cousin could stay by An Lingyu's side.

"Young master, you haven't eaten a bite of dinner, your body will not be able to stand it, this is the chicken soup that the slave maid has just heated, you can drink some."

An Lingyu sat at the desk, staring at the door with no emotion, Chunshan and Ding Sheng took turns to talk bitterly, but they couldn't move it.

"Sixth brother, don't hurt your body for a little girl."

Hearing the sound, An Lingyu moved his gaze, got up and saluted slightly, and called his mother.

Mrs. Ann glanced down at the untouched chicken soup on the table, "If something happens to you, she will definitely not end well." ”

An Lingyu lowered her gaze a little sadly, and said in a dull voice, "Originally, our family was sorry for her, and it didn't matter if my mother didn't let me go back with her, why didn't I let Chunshan or other subordinates accompany her, how to say that she is also the young lady of the An family." ”

The corners of Mrs. An's lips lifted slightly, as if sarcastically, "She's just a happy girl, not a young lady of the An family, when you get better, it's up to her to decide whether she goes or stays, but your wife will be qualified by a better girl." ”

An Lingyu's words were choked, and the hands hanging by his side clenched unconsciously.

"Young Master, Young Lady is back!" Suddenly, an exclamation sounded in the courtyard.

An Lingyu walked too quickly, slammed into the corner of the table, and the chicken soup spilled on the table, rendering the word Tang Huang on the rice paper.

Ding Sheng and Chunshan hurriedly followed, and Mrs. An stood in place, her eyes gradually deepening.

"Xiao Huang!" An Lingyu took three steps and two steps forward, carefully hugging the embarrassed Tang Huang, not noticing that his voice was trembling.

Tang Huang plunged into An Lingyu's arms, crying silently, "I thought... I... I'll never see my sixth brother again! ”