"Fight?"

Zhang Jirou was stunned for a moment, walked lightly to the table, and then his face turned red inexplicably. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the table, an ant was lying on top of another ant, moving its body back and forth.

"Go to ......"

Zhang Jirou blew on the table, and in an instant, the two ants didn't know where they flew.

"Bastard, who asked you to disturb my visit. ”

"Smack......

Xia Min scolded with a smile, slapped Zhang Jirou's body hard, and there was a strong slap, as well as Zhang Jirou's coquettish snort.

"It hurts......"

Zhang Jirou rubbed the beaten part and looked at Xia Min helplessly: "Aren't they just two ants, I'll give you 20,000 another day!"

"Is this an ant business?"

"Smack......

Xia Min slapped Zhang Jirou on the other side again: "This is the way of nature, I don't know if I know it, say it, how to compensate!"

Xia Min clasped his hands on his chest and stared coldly at Zhang Jirou, looking like Lao Tzu is an uncle's style.

"Good, good, good, I'll pay ......"

Zhang Jirou chuckled, took out the food from the food box, and put it on the table: "I'll pay you for it, two steamed buns, one abalone." ”

Xia Min relaxed his body at this time, grabbed the steamed bun with a smug face, and then immediately let go: "Don't, it's cold, I want it hot." ”

“......”

Zhang Jirou threw a roll of her eyes and walked directly out of the house, too lazy to talk nonsense with Xia Min.

"Bang ......"

When Zhang Jirou walked to the door, the door closed by itself, just enough to get Zhang Jirou stuck in the house.

Zhang Jirou turned around, looked at Xia Min wordlessly, and did not speak.

"Hurry up, I want to eat steamed buns, I want to be hot. ”

Xia Min continued to urge, biting and swallowing the steamed buns on the table.

“......”

Zhang Jirou still didn't react, just looked at Xia Min coldly.

"Okay, then don't be hot, can you do it warm?"

Xia Min showed a sneer and walked in front of Zhang Jirou: "To give or not to give, not to return, hum, this service attitude is really bad." ”

“......”

Zhang Jirou still didn't speak, and directly unbuttoned a button silently.

"Forget it, it's not good to be warm, I'd better go back and eat cold. ”

Xia Min said, opened the door, made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Jirou, and then walked towards the chair.

"Bastard ......"

Zhang Jirou yelled, kicked the door shut, and threw herself at Xia Min, still scolding in her mouth: "Bastard, shameless, scum, perverted ......"

Xia Min's arm shook slightly, and the room suddenly became dark.

There was some "rustling" sound, and after a while.

"It's still hot and delicious, eh, this abalone tastes good, you made it?"

Xia Min's words were full of ridicule.

"Humph......"

Zhang Jirou snorted coldly.

"Smack......

"It hurts......"

Xia Min spoke again: "Did you do it?"

Zhang Jirou: "Yes, yes." ”

Xia Min: "It's good to say no earlier, it's really ......"

Zhang Jirou: "......"

Xia Min: "Okay, I'm done, let me see if there's any hot abalone." ”

Zhang Jirou: "Ah, don't make trouble." ”

There were footsteps in the house, very urgent, and it seemed that the two of them were running.

"Squeak......

The door was opened by Zhang Jirou.

Zhang Jirou clung to the door of the house, her face flushed: "Ignore you." ”

Zhang Jirou turned around and scolded Xia Min, and ran towards the sect, sorting out his clothes as he ran.

"My wife, how can I let you see. ”

Xia Min muttered silently, he had already released the illusion on Zhang Jirou when she opened the door.

Sitting on the chair and silent for a while, Xia Min suddenly smiled and said, "Ladies, the steamed buns and abalone are not hot enough, which of you will send me another one?"

Zhang Jirou, who was walking on the stone steps, heard this, and directly weakened his legs and fell to the ground, his face was already comparable to that of a red apple.

"Shameless, pervert, scum......"

Zhang Jirou sat on the ground and kept scolding, but there was more and more smile on her face, and finally, Zhang Jirou said a word, and then slowly got up: "However, I like it." ”

"Ladies, do you hear me, but give me an answer. ”

Xia Min spoke again: "No steamed buns, red cherries are fine, no red cherries, and purple grapes, I don't dislike them." If there is no abalone, black fungus will work. ”

"Phew......"

"Bastard ......"

"Shameless ......"

"Scum......

"Lust ......"

“......”

The seven girls all cursed in their hearts, and after scolding, they smiled again, this kind of life is much better than when Xia Min was not there before.

At the very least, there can be a change in the mood every day, not endless thoughts.

After about two hours, the guard led the three men towards the fortune-telling hut.

The three men were all extremely frightened and didn't understand what the situation was, but if they were pointed at gunpoint, could they not cooperate?

"Report that the three sons of the old man have been brought. ”

The guard stood in the doorway and saluted Xia Min.

"Well, let them in. ”

Xia Min's voice came out, and then a piece of jade was thrown into the guard's palm: "Hard work." ”

Feeling the object in the palm of his hand, the guard immediately trembled with excitement and shouted, "Serve the people." ”

"Alright, don't talk nonsense, let them in. ”

Xia Min said with a smile.

"Yes. ”

The guards immediately responded, pushing the three men into the house.

"Name?"

Xia Min looked at the three men and opened his mouth with some disdain.

"Huh?"

“......”

"Huh?"

The three men had their own reactions, but their mood was the same, they were all a little uneasy, and they didn't know what the situation was.

"Name, if you don't say it, pull it out and shoot it, from the biggest, forget it, your name will dirty my ears, just call you the eldest son, the second son, and the youngest child. ”

Xia Min said in a row, and without waiting for the reaction of the three men, he spoke: "Who is Da'er, stand up, don't come out and shoot." ”

When the three men heard this, their whole bodies trembled, and then two of them looked at the first man.

"I am. ”

The eldest child is in his fifties, his body is very strong, and his hands are full of calluses.

"Huh?"

Xia Min nodded slightly, looking at this, he knew that Da'er was a real person, and continued to speak: "Which one is Er'er?"

"Me. ”

The second son is much younger, about fifty years old, his skin is much better than the eldest child, there are no scars on his hands, and it seems that he is living a good life.

Xia Min looked at the last person, San'er was in his forties, with a big beer belly, and his skin was much better than Er'er, and it was estimated that he had never done farming since he was a child. (To be continued.) )