Jiang Nuanzhi did not fish for a while, but caught some small fish in the basket. She also caught two slightly larger fish, and now she and Lu Shizhu were walking back with the basket.
After touching the fish for a while, Jiang Nuanzhi became a little worried and hurried back.
After all, I don’t know much about this dean, so I wonder how he treats Ping’er.
From a distance, I saw Dean Yue stretching out his big hand like a leaf fan towards Ping'er, and Lu Shizhu beside him transformed into an old-fashioned kettle.
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but cover his ears: "Young man, stop honking your whistle. Can you speak if you have something to say?"
"You, you, you! Look, he actually beat my brother!"
Lv Shizhu's fingers were trembling: "Did you see it? Ping'er was so hurt that he cried, and he was still wiping his tears. !”
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn’t help but move a little faster.
Lu Shizhu, who was beside him, ran over directly: "Stop, what are you doing?"
After hearing this, Dean Yue subconsciously paused his hand, and next Seconds, continue to pat Ping'er on the shoulder. A look of satisfaction:
"Good boy, not bad, not bad, a bit clever. Judging from your answer, I know that you haven't been taught a bad lesson by the old man named Xue. Fortunately, you are really lucky."
Lu Shizhu is embarrassed. He took back his hand with a look of confusion on his face: "Huh?"
Obviously, he didn't understand, just for a moment, the dean, who seemed to be looking at Ping'er with displeasure just now, now looked like this Do you treat him like his own son?
Jiang Nuanzhi also breathed a sigh of relief and took a closer look, only to see that the papers on the policy theory that Magistrate Feng had used to test Ping'er were now in the hands of the dean. He was still looking over and over again.
On the other hand, Ping'er, who had just been beaten by the dean, was grinning, but at this time, the eyes looking at dean Yue had a bit of light that was not easy to detect. It seems that he is no longer as worried as before. On the contrary, he was a bit childish, pretending not to care, but couldn't help but look at Dean Yue's expression after reading his article.
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't expect this, but it seemed to go more smoothly than expected. He picked some more wild fruits and slowly drove the donkey cart home.
"Hey! An Nuan! Why did you bring back a lame man again? This one is a bit old and not as pleasing to the eyes as Mr. Li."
We just got off the donkey cart, and several people haven't waited yet. When he entered the door, he saw the little old man squatting on the wall, looking at Dean Yue here with a critical look on his face. The more he looked at him, the more he frowned. "
The little old man thinks that his A-Nuan probably has some bad habits.
Jiang Nuanzhi was walking well at first, but after hearing what he said, he stumbled and almost fell: " Ancestor, please keep your words. This is the wife I invited for Ping'er. What are you talking about? ”
After saying that, he gave the dean next to him a smile that was uglier than crying: "Well, dean Yue, don't mind, my old man has always been unobtrusive."
Dean Yue stood up. He waved his hand and glanced at the little old man: "It doesn't matter, crazy old man, I have one at home too."
When Jiang Nuanzhi heard what he said, he was stunned. Looking back at the little old man, as expected, his face was already dark. .
Afraid that the little old man would suddenly go crazy, Jiang Nuanzhi immediately coughed: "Dean Yue, let's go in first."
"Huh? There is a strong man in this yard. ? He looks so familiar. But why is he lame? "
Li Rong looked over when the little old man was talking.
At this moment, after listening to Dean Yue's words, he cast his eyes on Dean Yue, and just nodded lightly, without speaking, still with a decent smile on his face.
However, Jiang Nuanzhi felt that his smile was a bit scary for some reason.
"Well, this is my husband, he is hurting his leg now."
After that, he looked at Li Rong and explained: "This is the wife I hired for Ping'er. ”
Li Rong nodded, and as he spoke, he had already pushed the wheels of his wheelchair to Jiang Nuanzhi. He took the basket from her hand and handed a warm handkerchief over: "Wipe your hands first." "Oh, so this is Ping'er's father. He doesn't look like him." As the dean spoke, his eyes fell on the little old man again: "You must be Ping'er's grandma, right?" Then he clicked his tongue twice with a strange look on his face: "It doesn't look like it, not at all."< br>
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Nuanzhi's heart suddenly lifted. Immediately turn around to see Dean Yue, him! How to know!
Even Li Rong no longer looked as gentle as before, with a hint of wariness in his dark eyes. He stared at Dean Yue without blinking.
The little old man jumped up and said: "Hey, you bitch, are you mocking me?"
When he was waiting for Jiang Nuanzhi on the wall, he picked up a branch and played with it boredly, and then he immediately attacked Dean Yue.
Jiang Nuanzhi wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
It may have been too late, but it was too soon. Who would have thought that the dean, dragging his crooked foot, managed to dodge nimbly. He grabbed another basket and blocked the little old man's successive attacks.
After several consecutive attacks, without even touching the corners of people's clothes, the little old man stopped and squinted at Dean Yue: "Hey, there are really two brushes."
"Chengyicheng." Dean Yue shook off his numb hand with a look of disbelief on his face: "You, a little old lady, are so powerful!"
These words are like poking a hornet's nest! The surrounding atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.
Jiang Nuanzhi stiffened his neck and looked at the little old man. His face was as dark as if ink was dripping from his face. His wrists cracked loudly, and he looked at Yue with a sinister smile on his lips. Dean: "Tell me what you just said again."
"Just say it!"
"What to say? If you don't say it, don't say it, don't dare to say it!" Jiang Nuan With quick eyes, he picked up a pear as big as Shaguo's fist and stuffed it directly into Dean Yue's mouth.
Then he immediately winked at Lu Shizhu: "Quickly, take Dean Yue to the house and have a look."
Lu Shizhu also saw that something was wrong, so without saying a word, she took Dean Yue and left.
“Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, I’ll give you the fish stew in the iron pot you like later!” He said, smiling, he picked up two fruits and stuffed them into his arms: “Try it first. Are the newly picked fruits from the mountain sweet? "
"I'm not angry." The little old man gritted his teeth and suddenly looked at An Nuan pitifully: "Stewing human meat at noon. Okay? I'll kill one for you now."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "No."
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Seeing the little old man still looking in the direction where Dean Yue left with an unkind expression, Jiang Nuanzhi was really afraid that he would actually kill the person.
Jiang Nuanzhi doesn’t think that Dean Yue can really beat this Dajing Imperial Master. Moreover, the little old man's brain is not working well now and he cannot reason according to ordinary people.
At that moment, he warned him very seriously: "This man must not be moved. If he is injured, he will have no wife. I spent a lot of money to hire him. Our family cannot afford the next one." "
The little old man frowned after hearing this: "Really? Ping'er, does he have to learn?"
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded firmly: "Yes, he He especially likes to learn. If you don’t let him learn, he will come to you and cry like a little treasure! ”
After hearing this, the little old man shook his head like a rattle: "Learn, learn, let him learn, as long as he doesn't cry."
Jiang Nuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, knowing what he was most afraid of. Or the tears of Little Pearl.
"Then you promise not to do anything to him."
"I know." The little old man curled his lips and took a bite of the fruit in displeasure. The next second, he spat it out. He walked out: "Hey, it's so sour." (End of this chapter)