Chapter 1077

By Ye Chen's burning eyes, Honglian's head droops lower, and her face is even more red.

Then, suddenly, she couldn't bear to turn around. With a sinister smile, facing Ye Chen's eyes, there came a double dragon snatching beads.

"Oh, ooh, ooh!"

Because the small ash charcoal is still on the side, so can only endure the scream, holding eyes rolling.

"Dad What's the matter? "

Small ash charcoal looked back, saw a scene of leaf dust red eyes full of tears, could not help but timidly asked, ah, what a pleasant voice. My dear daughter, her voice is just like an angel. Her hurt heart and eyes are healed.

Ye Chen sighed, thinking has drifted to the distant future, judging the possibility of cultivating small ash charcoal into the next Immortal Emperor.

"Nothing. Dad was just moved to tears."

Ye Chen wiped his eyes and secretly glared at the red lotus who turned her head to smile secretly and said the biggest words against her heart.

"By the way, this Can you still eat it? "

Afraid of being asked by the small ash charcoal, ye Chen then asked. Sure enough, he had a special obsession with food, and his attention was immediately diverted.

"It's a pity that if you soak it like this, you can't make wormwood cake any more. You can only make wormwood soup."

Small ash charcoal pitifully looked at the pot, which is just like sand, and then no viscosity of a pool of wormwood powder, shaking his head said.

"Bitter Wormwood soup? "

Ye Chen and Honglian emit a silent and sad cry at the same time.

It's bad enough to make wormwood cake. If it's made into soup, isn't it as bitter as Coptis chinensis? This is definitely the torture of taste. Even traditional Chinese medicine is not so bad.

Honglian is also disheartened. Even if she can't describe her previous life with respect and treatment, she is absolutely free from food and clothing. Even if the taste system is ignored, this kind of food called absinthe powder is also a kind of torture to all normal taste creatures.

As a result, in the early morning, the dining table of this family has become the battle field of Shura. After drinking a bowl of wormwood soup, ye Chen and Honglian have bled out, their eyes are lost, and their bodies are gray and white.

I really want to study the difference between the structure of her taste system and that of normal people.

After breakfast. It's time for ye Chen and Honglian to "go out to work". To be exact, ye Chen, this useless father, should still be unemployed.

"Stay at home, you know?"

Before leaving, ye Chen touched the head of the little ash charcoal for the 101 times, and told her in this way.

Small ash charcoal took the trouble to nod, eyes fell on the three iron flowers, as if to say, don't worry, Dad, I will take care of them.

"It's good. It's good."

Turn to leave, just did not walk a few steps, think or a little worried, leaf dust turned back.

"No more heavy work."

"Well."

Little ash charcoal did not make fun of Ye Chen's appearance of being a coward. Instead, she was very cooperative. She once again focused on her head and was very serious.

Then, they were teased by Honglian as stupid father and daughter. It's just that it's a little sour. If you want to join the stupid family, you can say it directly. This stupid girl is jealous.

Now, ye Chen and Honglian are discussing what to do next.

Why does small ash charcoal feel that it is useless and useless to work, and will be abandoned? In this regard, in addition to the original parents may be cruel or even domestic violence, there is another element can not be ignored.

That's money.

Because they are poor people, it's very difficult to support themselves. What's more, it's really troublesome to bring a child who can only eat and can't do any work. It's not only a small ash charcoal family that has such an idea.

Little ash charcoal has this idea, as well as the root cause of being treated harshly, or because of poverty. Imagine, if it is a rich family, how can a child under the age of 10 have the idea that "if they don't work, they will be sold"?

In other words, it's still about money. The most important thing is to make xiaohuitan feel at ease and not to worry about abandoning or selling her because of poverty. The best way is

Honglian has been staring at Ye Chen.

"Well, I see what you mean, but as a mother of a poor family, is it really OK to let my father work alone?"

Red lotus with a clear meaning stare at the scalp numb, ye Chen can not help but retort.

"I'm going to the library to look through the materials."

Red lotus head to the other side of the way, humming in a low voice.

The sluggard When there is a vacancy, he will be lazy immediately. How to look at it, he is very similar to himself.

"That's all. I'll teach this stupid girl a lesson tomorrow."

Ye dust shook his head, just as he was thinking about how to find a "job""Get out of the way

A clear voice rings in front of him. Ye Chen, who has developed the habit of walking in the middle of the road, has no idea how arrogant and dangerous his position is. Seeing a dark shadow coming towards him, he unconsciously reaches out his hand

Warm fragrance soft jade full embrace!

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

"F6c335fe, die!"

In an instant, all kinds of drinking and swearing came from around. Ye Chen came back to her mind and looked at her. She saw only a girl in red, who looked like a peach blossom, was being held in her arms. Her clothes were gorgeous and her makeup was exquisite. She was a rich lady.

The men who yelled at Ye Chen were the boys who followed the girl. They were all dressed like dogs. At least they were not comparable to their coarse clothes.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Leaf dust light to open a mouth, release the girl in red in hand.

"You How dare you! Who gave you the courage to touch my lady's body? "

The girl in red looked domineering, pointing to Ye Chen's nose, and akimbo with one hand, she scolded loudly.

"Well, I'm sorry."

Leaf dust is full of his own baby daughter's things, where there is a heart to think about this kind of goods, he casually should a sentence, and then ready to leave.

"Who allowed you to go?"

A young man in green leaped up and looked like he was half a monk. He stood in front of Ye Chen and said with a sneer: "lower class, you dare to touch miss Qingluo's noble body with your dirty hands. You can't be punished!"

"I've apologized twice already."

Ye Chen said faintly: "and I don't see where you are more noble than me. You are not all two legs and two hands. Do you have a third hand, so you look more noble?"