Chapter 17: The Sound of the Alpine Piano
Ming Jiuniang could only hold Ye'er's hand and continue to walk forward as if nothing had happened.
If she heard her correctly, it should have been a little sparrow who had just spoken.
"Don't go to the Golden Eagle King. The little sparrow said, "Your father-in-law is secretly following you." ”
Ming Jiuniang: "?!"
"Don't look back, don't look back!" the little sparrow chirped, "and he was staring at you!"
"The Golden Eagle King is not at ease, let me keep an eye on it, and sure enough, I found something wrong, hum. ”
Ming Jiuniang couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"I'll tell you if there's no one later. ”
Ming Jiuniang took Ye'er's hand and walked towards the river as if nothing happened, pretending to take him to the bath.
Unexpectedly, the little sparrow followed her all the time, and chattered: "You are so fat, I have heard them talk about you before, and said that there is a very fat woman here." ”
Ming Jiuniang is in her heart, thank you!
"Woman, you can't do this! You have to cultivate well. ”
Ming Jiuniang listened inexplicably.
Cultivation? She cultivated to become an immortal!
What she traveled through was not a fantasy time and space, cultivating wool!
"This is not what I said, this is what I heard from the Golden Eagle King, saying that when it recovers from its injuries, I will urge you to cultivate hard. You're so fat, how can you fly?"
Ming Jiuniang: "......"
I thought she was going to fly! stupid bird!
When they reached the river, the little sparrow stood on the stone, arranging its feathers with its pointed beak, and had no intention of leaving.
Come on, the stupid eagle sent a bird to spy on her.
Ming Jiuniang didn't bother to pay attention to it, and thought to herself, okay, you Xiao Tiece, I will tell you from the bottom of my heart, everyone will be comrades-in-arms in the future, I follow the rules and be honest, but you give me Ming Xiu plank road, dark Chen Cang, and now you are still tracking my comrades-in-arms?
Seeing Ye'er playing in the water for a while, she said lazily: "Let's go back, the sun is too hot." ”
Ye'er didn't want to leave, and looked at her blankly.
Ming Jiuniang said: "What's so fun here? My mother will take you to the blacksmith shop, there are still a few things missing at home, just tell your father and let him type it out by himself." ”
As the words fell, she caught a glimpse of the reeds behind her swaying.
Hey, Sample, I'm scared to death!
Ye'er immediately agreed.
The little sparrow flew up, hovering in the air and said, "Let's go, your husband is gone." ”
Ming Jiuniang quietly put the medicine bottle on the stone by the river, said "If you need anything, you have to come by yourself", and then left with Ye'er.
The Golden Eagle King was so badly injured that she could still find the dog's legs, which showed that it didn't need her to do anything more.
Although she really wants to hug her thighs, but the other party is not of my race after all, and the arrow has been drawn, what if she turns her face and has a seizure?
Compared with the stupid eagle, Ming Jiuniang suddenly felt that the current comrades-in-arms were also acceptable.
When the mother and son went to the blacksmith shop, Xiao Tiece was naturally already working in full swing.
He wiped his sweat and glanced at her, but did not make a sound, and continued to tinkle.
And Song Mingjun, who was standing next to him and talking to Xiao Tiece, said with an unkind face: "What are you doing?"
Ming Jiuniang sneered: "Look at your own man, save yourself from being buzzed around your flesh by flies and mosquitoes, do you say disgusting or disgusting?"
The others in the shop didn't know where they had gone, and it was just the two of them anyway, so she was not polite when she spoke.
"You!" Song Mingjun's face turned red.