www.novelhall.com, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!Seeing that he had so many small scratches on his palm, Red Bean was startled and smiled, "It doesn't hurt at all, no wonder I didn't find it."
The relaxed breath didn't smooth the teenager's tight brows and the self-blame in his eyes.
The teenager quietly applied her medicine, tied a clean veil, and then took her home without a word.
"Seven seven?" The detective pulled the teenager's sleeve off. When the teenager looked back, Hongdou was serious. "Actually, it hurts a little."
The teenager frowned more tightly, and his eyes showed a slight panic.
"If I could eat two prickles at this time, I would definitely not hurt."
"..."
"Hahaha! I am playing with you! Actually, it doesn't hurt. Sister, I can eat the bitterness of martial arts. I'm afraid that this is not a wound at all?"
Hongdou intended to comfort the teenager so that he would not blame himself too much.Seventy-seven attaches great importance to everyone in the compound.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the teenager quickly gestured a few gestures, and then disappeared when the smoke disappeared.
"Seven seven? Where are you going? You have to go home for dinner. You won't be able to grab it when you're late. You come back quickly..." Later, Red Bean was weak.
She was wrong, she shouldn't tease Qiqi, and as a result, Qiqi took her jokes seriously.
Squatting by the river, waiting for the teenager to come back, the girl was bored and pulled up the grass roots around her, pinched into sections, "Come back soon, don't come back, come back soon, don't come back..."
Fifty times after reading, a cup of fresh water spirits appeared in front of her eyes, with small drops of water left after washing.
"Seven seven, did you really pick the thorns? Didn't all the children in the village have been picked? Where did you find them?" Hongdou was surprised and asked while eating.
Every spring, the wildest wild thorn is definitely the most popular among township children.The little children in the village are picking up and robbing in droves.Any place with long thorns, such as fields, rivers, mountains, trees, etc., once the baby is over, it is basically clean and wandering, and I want to wait until next year.
Qiqi looked at the little girl who was satisfied with her food. Her frowned frowns eased a little. If she didn’t answer the girl’s words, she waited for her to finish eating and immediately asked by gestures--
Does it still hurt?
The red bean froze for a moment, then the corner of the mouth slowly opened, and the clear laughter overflowed the lips. "I said, you believe it? Oh, my family is really a fool. My sister doesn't hurt, I really don't hurt, eat After the seventy-seven filial piety of Hongguo, it won't hurt anymore!"
After talking about the girl, the corner of the skirt was spinning lightly, and she walked briskly towards the direction of her home.
The little fool boy immediately followed behind the girl, looking at her occasionally twirling and jumping figure, the eyes were faintly indulgent.
In the afternoon, as Liu Zhiqiu expected, Liu Zhixia's family of three also arrived home.
Every year, the spring and autumn harvests are crowded in the compound, and the level of liveliness is comparable to the New Year.
The work of the female dependents is to manage the meal, which is much easier than the men. When the stove is busy with work, they can gather and chat together.
Liu Yusheng sat together with Liu Muqiu, Fu Yuzheng and Shi Xianrou, looking at the children who were also together not far away, and sighed with time.
In a blink of an eye, the children have grown up, full of enthusiasm and vitality.
From them, they can vaguely see what they looked like when they were young.