It's too late!!

These three words whistled quickly from Shen Yuning's mind, but her face was calm and calm.

It's a pity that such acting skills can't be humane for outsiders, it's a pity!

But in terms of acting skills, she admires Xiao Baozi even more, knowing that his mother is his father's weakness, but she still doesn't open which pot to mention!

In order to stay and play in the mud, it's too hard, young master?

But Xiao Baozi's acting skills are much more than that, I saw him quickly flutter his eyelashes again, his big eyes flickered, he sniffed, and let out a slight choke.

"When my mother was away, the child was still young, I don't remember her appearance, the child pinched it for a long time, and also, I didn't make it look like a mother...... Daddy, my mother is in the world, will you blame the child......

Listen up! Listen up! Not to mention that her father heard this, even she, Shen Yuning, an outsider, would cry with sadness when she heard it!

I even wanted to take this child into my arms and give me full love!

She really wouldn't mind being his grandpa again!

Shen Yuning was about to cry: "Little bun, or ......."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Meng Tang interrupted her and looked at her son coldly, but she didn't cry as expected, and even had a hint of blame.

"Daddy?"

"Your mother is still alive."

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Shen Yuning and Xiao Baozi blinked at him with big puzzled eyes.

I only heard this Meng sect master say unceremoniously: "She will not leave you and me, let alone leave, in this case, don't say it again!"

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The person who should really go to the veterinarian is you, Sect Master Meng!

If it weren't for him, Shen Yuning would have blurted out, okay!

The daughter-in-law has been dead for so many years, and can still firmly believe that the daughter-in-law is not dead, and even swear to the son, Sect Master Meng, are you so confident because you know Lord Yan?

It's just that the Ink Pavilion Divine Doctor can't cry out for help when he hears it!

However, Sect Master Meng didn't force his son to go back with him, and even acquiesced to his son squatting with Shen Meng Master to play in the mud.

Two people, one big and one small, squatted by the well and had a very tacit understanding, you hand me a branch, and I will give you a piece of mud.

It wasn't until half an hour later, when the other children were called back by their families, that the two finally smiled with satisfaction as they looked at the work in their hands.

Sect Master Meng has been standing beside him with his hands in his hands, at this moment the moon is in the middle of the sky, and it is dim everywhere, and Song Yue, who has been accompanying Xiao Baozi, has inserted two torches by the well as illumination.

But Meng Linxiao was still a little unsure if she really saw the work in their hands clearly: "What are you pinching?"

Shen Yuning raised it like a treasure: "The little bun I pinched!"

The little bun is like this: "My mother! Just like Uncle Shen!"

「……」

Sect Master Meng was not happy, and his eyebrows tightened.

Shen Yuning hurriedly defended: "It's not my fault, the main thing is that you are always misleading the child!"

Who knew that Meng Tang changed his words: "What about mine? You have all of you, so why don't you have mine?"

"Huh?" The Shen Alliance Lord was happy, and he dared to lose his temper: "If the sect master wants it, I'll help you pinch one?"

"I ......," the little bun whispered, "the child pinched ......."

He took out a small clay figure from the shadow by the well: "The first person a child pinched is his father."

Everyone quietly looked at Meng Tang, and saw a different color flashing in his eyes, and everyone was overjoyed: they were moved!

"Come, show your father!" Shen Mengzhu held the hand of the little bun and raised the clay doll that touched the old father.

The man raised his hand, but retracted it before he could touch it.

Xiao Baozi hurriedly said, "This one has been dried, it's not dirty!"

"Who is this?" The man frowned.

"Father!"

"Am I so ugly? When I say it's a monkey, I think I'm exalting your craft!" With a cold snort, he turned around and left, "Okay

Let's go back!"

"Huh?" Xiao Baozi looked disappointed, and asked Shen Yuning again, "Uncle, is it really ugly?"

"It's not ugly!" Lord Shen took the clay doll and leaned under the torch: "Look at how similar it is! Even the jade crown on your father's hair has been pinched out, it is so vivid!"

"Uncle, that's the foot."

"......" Shen Yuning quickly turned around and pretended that nothing had happened: "This shows that your skills are good, no matter which angle you look like, you look like your father!" This big, tall nose looks like it was plucked from your father's face!"

"Uncle, that's the ear."

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Seeing that the little guy was about to cry, she hurriedly said to Song Yue, "I can't see clearly because I'm old, you're young, you say, don't you look like the sect master of your family!"

"Like like!" Song Yue hurriedly echoed: "It is very rare for the young master to have such a skill at such an age, and his subordinates simply admire it!"

Xiao Baozi's aggrieved pout: "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Song Yue felt distressed when she saw his little appearance, and squatted down to coax him: "What's more, the young master still pinched the sect master so handsome and mighty, if it wasn't too late, my subordinates would want the young master to pinch me and my eldest brother with a clay figure!" Be so handsome and mighty!"

Xiao Baozi shook his head: "Song Yue, even if you are comforting, you must be self-aware."

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Now it was Songyue's turn to purse her lips aggrievedly, what did he do, he was scolded as a father during the day, and he was scolded as a son at night.

When the little bun was brought back, Yinfeng had already prepared hot water, and searched the entire cottage before finding a watertight bath barrel.

The little buns were soaked in the water to play in the water, and Shen Yuning put the three mud dolls on the window upright.

The wooden houses in the village are very simple, but they are much more comfortable than sleeping in the mountains and forests.

The uncarved log window frames a dark blue night, and the first quarter moon bends the middle sky like a silver hook.

On the slate windowsill, three clay dolls of different sizes, tall, short, fat, and thin, bathed in the moonlight, sat quietly on it.

Shen Yuning touched her nose and looked back at the small buns in the bathtub.

Xiao Baozi was just about to open her mouth, but she quickly lowered the tallest clay doll up and down: "By the way, right?"

Xiao Baozi smiled: "That's right!"

It's dangerous!

Yinfeng took the small bun out of the tub and scrubbed it clean, and changed into a dry and tidy underwear.

The bed made of planks and hay was simple but very wide, and with the cover brought by the Yuezong himself, it was much more comfortable and comfortable.

Xiao Baozi got into the quilt and yawned, although he was a little sleepy, he still looked at Shen Yuning: "Uncle, can you sleep with me."

Yin Feng rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward: "Don't trouble the Shen Alliance Master, come down!"

"I want my uncle!"

Yin Feng also wanted to recommend himself to the pillow but was pulled aside by Song Yue, unable to, so he had to give up the opportunity to get close to the young master to others.

Shen Yuning lay on his side on the wooden plank and hugged him in his arms, wrapped in a quilt: "You like your uncle so much?"

"I like it." The little one rubbed into her arms, and then looked up at her, "Does uncle like me?"

"I like it, I like it!"

Rubbing his forehead hard, Shen Yuning said, "Sleep, uncle hugs you."

Seeing him close his eyes with a smile, Shen Yuning also yawned, and patted his body with his hand for a while.

After Yin Feng Songyue went out, she gently closed the door, and Songyue pulled her brother two steps away before whispering, "Brother, do you think that the young master and the Shen Meng master are different from usual after being together, they will laugh, make trouble, and be coquettish."

Yin Feng frowned, he had always been careful as an elder brother, so he naturally saw it a long time ago: "That's because the young master thinks that Lord Shen looks a little like a lady."

Song Yue shook her head: "Not only that, I feel that the young master and the Shen League Lord are more like children when they are together, if the Shen League Lord is the young master's father, he will definitely not."

It's as strict as a sect master."

"Don't you talk nonsense? The young master is the son of the sect master, what does it have to do with him Shen Yulong!"

"I'll just say it so casually, why should my brother be serious! What's more, when you were in the Moon Sect before, didn't you often say that the sect master was too strict with our young master, and you and I were punished by the sect master several times for persuasion."

"Who is a father in this world who does not want his son to become a dragon, and the sect master is also for the good of the young master."

"But brother!" Song Yue grabbed him with a worried face: "Don't you feel sorry for the young master? In the past, you and I couldn't do anything, but now it's different, there is the Shen Alliance Master playing with the young master, and the sect master is also turning a blind eye, you see how happy the young master is today!"

"But we always have to bring the young master back to the Moon Sect."

"Then let the young master be happy every day before going back!"

Yin Feng didn't speak again, and when Song Yue saw that there was a play, she grabbed him again and said, "Brother, are you worried that Lord Shen will be unfavorable to the young master?"

"It's not ......" he said calmly, "Although Shen Yulong is a little hidden, he is not shameless as the leader of the martial arts alliance, not to mention that after getting along for the past few days, I can see that he also really likes the young master."

"Yes," Song Yue's cute appearance of the little bun appeared in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help laughing, "Who doesn't like the young master......

"That's right, who doesn't like the young master."

But when they thought that the young master was growing up day by day, and there would be fewer and fewer opportunities to need them in the future, the two couldn't help but feel sad, and sighed deeply, like an old father.

"Then I'll listen to you once, and I won't be nosy when the young master and the Shen League master are together in the future."

Song Yue saw that his brother was relieved, and he nodded heavily.

The two brothers went to the firewood room where the man in black was imprisoned, and Meng Tang went to the firewood room before the little bun took a bath, as if he wanted to find some clues from the man in black.

At this moment, he was at the door of the firewood room, and there were two people kneeling in front of him.

The two brothers took a closer look and found that it was Wei Longgou, the former owner of the village, and his second brother Li Erkui, Shi Rong was still guarding the door, as if he didn't see the scene in front of him, and he didn't squint.

"Really, it's really the idea of the Lord of the Shen Alliance......" Wei Longgou held his right hand as he spoke, and his right hand trembled vigorously, and there was a long knife broken in two in his hand.

"What else?" Sect Master Meng came back and changed his clothes, wearing a snow-green long robe, with a uniform satin surface, dark pattern brocade, and a long jade body standing under the moon not like a martial arts person, like a prince child.

His eyes lit up, and he was very absent-minded: "Go on."

Wei Longgou said in a trembling voice, "Otherwise, let's return the silver ticket to the sect master, and the sect master will spare the lives of my two brothers......

Li Erkui also said, "Again, it's okay to add more!"

"Second brother, there is no silver in our village for a long time!"

"Who said that, big brother, didn't you bury twenty taels of silver under the bed......

Wei Longgou was shocked: "It's obviously seventy taels!"

"I spent two ......"

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