Seeing Ping'er not talking to her couplets, Chuntao couldn't help but say, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Zhao Yuniang is so developed that she can make Jiang Pangya flatter her as soon as possible. It's not her turn to be late. .”
How come Chuntao doesn’t know that Zhao Yuniang looks down on Jiang Pangya? She wanted these two women to meet, so she would better pinch them to death. The young master is most annoying to such women.
"No, my mother is busy."
As he spoke, Ping'er chose a good seat and pasted a few of their written couplets. The orbs applied too much paste. After the couplet was pasted, it was better to dip on the lower hand. Ping'er's wrist trembled, and the paste was "pop" and was thrown on Chuntao's skirt without wasting any slightest bit.
Chuntao jumped up suddenly, and when she was hiding, her shoes stepped into the mud, she suddenly became angry and started scolding at the top of her throat: "You little beast who has no one to raise in life! You dare to harm your aunt so much! The skirt? This is the only skirt I can wear to go out! I won’t cut off your mud claws.”
As he said that, he went up the next second and wanted to pull Ping'er's ears.
However, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and Ping'er's dark eyes stared straight at her: "I did it on purpose. What's wrong?"
Chuntao was Ping When the man looked like this, he seemed to be staring at by a poisonous snake for a moment, and he felt a cold air rushing out from bottom to top. Subconsciously, I wanted to withdraw my hand.
I only tried a few times, and this little beast had increased its strength at some point, and even she couldn't do anything about it: "You little beast! Don't let go of me yet, Jiang Pangya, hurry up and get out for me! , The little beast in charge of your home! "
Chun Tao couldn't hide her shock in her eyes, and she shouted more and more: "Jiang Pang Ya! Jiang Pang Ya! Are you dead at home? Come out quickly! ”
"You seem to be very dissatisfied with my mother." Ping'er's dark eyes suddenly stared at Chuntao, and her whole body narrowed her eyes and approached her.
It was the twelfth lunar month, and the sun was falling high, and the cold was still biting. Ping'er wore a blue robe today, and there was a red headband that Jiang Nuanzhizhi had cut for several children when he got up in his hair. As the wind moved, it shook on his temples. The jade-like face dressed in such a charming look even more joyful, but his dark pupils stared at people, making people feel so beautiful that they make people feel shuddered.
Even if he is half a head shorter than Chuntao. Chuntao was so scared that he took several steps back by his appearance.
Ping'er suddenly laughed: "Remember, stay away from my mother in the future. If you make my mother unhappy, I will cut your tongue and pull your teeth. I dug your eyes, broke your hands and feet, and made me a man to coax my mother to go happily."
Chuntao became more and more panicked. Ping'er said, and she took a step back. After that, she actually turned around. He sat on the ground with his butt, pointed at Ping'er with his fingers trembling for a while, "You, you" for a long time, but he didn't say a word.
"Ping'er, who is here?"
Suddenly, Chuntao was stunned for a moment when she saw the person coming clearly. She was shocked.
I haven't seen this person for a long time, and she was stunned for a moment.
I was really shocked by that face, and my previous fear was a little dissipated.
"Jiang Jiangpang, what are you going to do!"
Chuntao glanced at him, then he trembled his fingers and Jiang Nuanzhi.
At this time, Jiang Nuanzhi was holding a knife in his right hand, and holding a few silver needles on his left hand. His snow-white clothes were stained with blood, and he looked over so gloomy.
Chuntao's heart was in his throat for a moment. "Chuntao? Are you itchy recently? Are you here to find trouble again?" Jiang Nuanzhi frowned at her: "Have you forgotten what I said to you?"
Chuntao suddenly glared at her eyes. : "You, you, you are unreasonable! It's your little beast, he first..."
"Mom, you're finally here." Ping'er interrupted Chuntao, straightened her back and pursed her lips, and looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with red eyes: "She called me a little beast with a mother but not a mother." br>
Jiang Nuanzhi's narrow eyes suddenly narrowed, looked around, picked up the stick and walked towards the two of them.
Chuntao's head buzzed, and some horror scenes of dusty days emerged. "Are you crazy? What are you going to do?"
In the past, Jiang Pangya was a little stronger than herself, and she couldn't beat him. But now she looks like her and is not as tall as her. He asked with courage. But he took several steps back with sincerity.
The next second, the stick in Jiang Nuanzhi's hand fell on her feet with a "bang". The dirty snow splashed on her skirt, which only met Jiang Nuanzhi's squinting expression. Chuntao I was stunned for a moment, and the next second, I screamed suddenly and ran away.
While running, he shouted, "I'm murdering! Jiang Pangya murdered!"
Jiang Nuanzhi stared at Chuntao's stumbled back with endless eyes, and picked up the wooden stick: "Why are you so scared? You can't help but feel scared?"
Then she turned around and turned around, trying to reach out and touch Ping'er's head, but when she saw the dirty blood on her hands, she subconsciously wiped her body. Damn, I didn't touch the child. He bent down slightly, and a gentle smile appeared in his clear eyebrows and eyes: "Ping'er, who said you don't have a mother? I'm here now? Have you posted the couplet? Come in with your mother after you've posted it."
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Ping'er's eyebrows, which were not emotional at all, had a little innocent smile: "Yeah! I'll listen to my mother."
"Mom, do you hate Chuntao?" Ping'er said, dark. His eyes fell faintly on Jiang Nuanzhi's face, as well-behaved as a young bird waiting to feed. "It's annoying, that family is very annoying." Jiang Nuanyi put the wood in his hand and said with a smile to Ping'er, "But Ping'er doesn't have to take it to heart. Just think they are clowns. Don't worry about their words."
"Hey, by the way, what did she come here to do just now?"
Ping'er lowered her eyes, long His eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Oh, it's Zhao Yu's mother's house to treat her to the banquet today. Mom, my child is thinking about the end of the year today, our family The banquet must be much better than them, so I refused. "
姜暖之赞赏点头：“拒的好，今儿个除夕，哪儿有去旁人家的道理。”
二人说话间，便是进了门。
门厅椅子处，小老头的血尚且还干枯在嘴角，却已然拿起姜暖之做的香肠往嘴里头塞了去。
姜暖之吓的额间冷汗都出来了，两步并一步到跟前直接夺下来：“祖宗！您是我老祖宗！这是生的啊！怎么就往嘴里吐塞了？”
小老头动作一顿，无辜的眨巴两下眼睛，手指指向身侧那个大高个子：“这是戎小子给我吃的。”(本章完)
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