Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1650: Fanwai: Dragon and Phoenix Knot (39)

Chapter 1650 Fanfan: Dragon and Phoenix knot (39)

When the ministers have finished explaining the details below, the young boy Fang slowly grasped his throat with his hand and said, "I'll go to Lord Ming Ming, adults, please wait."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The young man on the branch did not move. He shook his legs, and sat up after he finished the pears. He wiped his hands full of pear juice on his body, and said, "Uncle Lan, these people should come to sue Let them wait slowly. I ’ll go pick some pears and go home. I ’ll tell my dad later. ”

"You remember to say it, or I'll do the pot again!" Wei Lan tells, Xiao Shizi is older and more sensible. In the past, the mischievous temperament has converged, but they helped Xiao Shizi to do nothing. less.

"I know, Uncle Lan, when will I let you take the lead?" This is a big deal, and I have a few. "The young boy grinned silently and disappeared in the same place.

Wei Lanyin was on the top of the tree, glanced down, and then he found a good place to sleep with his eyes closed.

It was not long before the emperor returned to Beijing that these North Koreans A Luo Chen assembled in Xinghua Village. What else could be apart from the complaint?

Let them wait.

Wang Ye is so good to see.

"Tai Gong, Tai Fu, grandfather, grandma, grandparents, uncles, uncles, I'll pick you back!" When the sun was warm, the voice of the young boy's enthusiasm led to a lively courtyard.

"Oh, croton, did you go up the mountain to pick pears again?" The wife cheerfully said in the stove.

"Prince, this year's wild pears are particularly sweet, and the skin is juicy! I'll go and wash them and try them." Croton carried a basket and washed the fruit with water. Lishu, it didn't bother me that the fruit now grows as big as my father's fist. "

"You naughty baby, you really are on that tree bar." After getting the pear washed by the little great-grandson, Father Liu smiled with a pleated face.

"The second uncle said that Taigong used to pick the pear of that tree for his mother, and fell off the mountain. I took care of it, and I will always remember this. I will honor Taigong forever." Squatting down in front of him, holding his hands to watch him eat pears, "Too public, sweet?"

"Sweet." The old man touched the young boy's head with his rough hands. "It's so sweet, he likes to eat."

Then there was a smile on the young boy's face.

Behind the stove, three women of different ages looked at the scene and smiled.

No one was bothering to disturb the scene, just watching and smiling.

Honored a few elders, and a few pears left in the basket. Croton ran back to the inner courtyard with a smoky cigarette, "Mother, I'm back with pears!"

"Walk slowly, you're almost ten years old, and you're honestly rampant, there is no character." In the small hall, a soft voice came from the woman.

He rushed into the small hall, swayed the basket in front of his mother, and Croton shook his head. "You don't have to be too restrictive in your own home, I'm different outside. Mother, eat pears."

His father sat next to his mother, and Croton finally greeted him, "Dad, the village is coming, a large group, it seems that he came to tell a cousin."

The man was turning the book without raising his head. "What have you done?"

"I didn't do anything, just let them wait. Dad, why don't you talk back to me after dinner?"

Liu Yusheng twitched his lips and looked out of the window. "It's not yet at noon. After dinner, we'll talk back, at least three hours."

(End of this chapter)