The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 2 Thrown off a tree by a bear child

Song Quan, the steward of the Song Mansion, saw her posture, frowned, and winked at the servants on both sides of the mansion. Immediately, some servants came up and wanted to drag Aunt Chun out, but Aunt Chun didn't know where the strength came from. The two servants failed to subdue her for a while, and a few guards with knives cursed inwardly as a waste, stepped forward and kicked the noisy Aunt Chun to the ground, and sternly shouted: "What are you arguing about! You are responsible for disturbing the nobleman!" Can you afford it!"

Aunt Chun was kicked so that she rolled around on the ground, and Song Qingyue, being protected in her arms, also rolled around.The aunt's skirt was covered with dust, and she was still babbling: "But, but, let the servants meet the master, let the servants meet him, the third sister can speak, really can speak... "

Seeing the woman pestering endlessly, the guard put his hand on the handle of the knife and was about to draw it out.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a young gentleman in brocade clothes jumped down from the wall, kicked the guard on the back of his hand, and kicked the half-drawn steel knife back into the scabbard.

"What's wrong, he kicks people at every turn!" He is not tall, and he is still a child, and reprimanded the guards with his hands behind his back, but he was very airy, bent down and looked at the milk baby in Aunt Chun's arms, two people , Two pairs of big black grape-like eyes stared at each other.

Mr. Xiao Lang stretched out his finger and poked the milk doll's pink face, it felt so good!He grinned: "Hey, how old are you? Can you talk?"

Aunt Chun immediately got up, knelt down and kowtowed to the young master: "Go back, young master, our sister is three years old."

"Only able to speak at the age of three?" The young master was surprised, "I knew how to recite the Three Character Classic when I was three years old! Why are you so stupid?"

"You are stupid!"

Naiwawa's sudden words startled the servant girl who was in charge, Song Quan, and others who came over.

Behind the young man, a thin young man with a fair face and a delicate face scolded in a sharp voice: "You are presumptuous!" One look at him and he knew it was a small yellow door.

The young man in brocade clothes waved his hand in distaste for him to stay there, and then turned his head to stare at the man: "Wanfu, shut up, what are you doing to a three-year-old baby?"

Little Naiwawa nodded in agreement, while Eunuch Xiao Lin pursed his mouth aggrievedly and stepped aside.

Xiao Langjun stretched out his hand to pinch the baby's face again, his hand was so strong that Song Qingyue died of pain, she was such a brat, it didn't matter what he did, she shouted: "Be gentle!" Her voice was crisp and articulate. clear.

The surrounding servants of the Song Mansion were stunned, and there was a buzz of discussion around.

Xiao Langjun laughed happily, squatting in front of Aunt Chun, raised his head and asked Song Quan: "Has she never spoken before?"

Song Quan bent down respectfully and replied: "My son, the third sister never even cried when she was born, we all thought she was dumb!"

"Hmm—is that so?" Xiao Langjun stroked his chin and stared at the baby's eyes. He felt that the baby's eyes were very lively, as if he knew what they were talking about. He stretched out his hand and demanded: " Give me a hug."

Aunt Chun hesitated, Song Quan immediately helped her make a decision, pulled Song Qingyue out of her arms, and put him in Xiao Langjun's arms.

"Hey, little guy, call me brother and listen." Xiao Langjun hugged her and stood up, his beautiful eyes seemed to be shining like stars.

"..."

Song Qingyue couldn't cry out, this bear cub is still a primary school student, hold on tight, don't drop her!
"Little brat." She murmured in a low voice. She thought her voice was low enough and her words were not clear enough, but she didn't expect that Xiao Lang understood and raised her eyebrows.

"Who taught you to say this?" The threat in the eyes was very obvious.

do not!Don't throw me!Song Qingyue was cowardly in seconds, and shouted in a heartless and soulless manner: "Brother."

"Hey, that's right. My brother will take you to play, okay?"

Xiao Langjun's face is like white jade, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and he smiles like the spring breeze in April. He looks like an angel. When he grows up, he will definitely harm many girls, Song Qingyue thought.

However, soon she was so angry that she just wanted to scold her!He's not an angel at all, he's a demon, a complete demon!

Mr. Xiao Lang saw that she was lazy and didn't seem to want to talk to him, and then he heard the manager of the Song family say that the child had never cried since birth!
How can this work?He poked the flesh on her face and hands, messed up her hair, and even f*cked her up for fun!
Death, death, as the maidservants around screamed, Song Qingyue was caught under his arm by him and carried onto the three-meter-high old pagoda tree!

"How about it, is it tall? Are you afraid?" Mr. Xiao Lang blushed angrily when he saw her small face wrinkled into a bun, but there was no tear in her eyes!

Could it be that she really can't cry?He thought to himself, do you want to play something more exciting?
At this moment, someone under the tree scolded angrily: "Nizi, get the hell out of here!"

Hey, the old man called him. He glanced down, grinned, and suddenly let go of his hands. Following the exclamation of the milk doll and the surrounding maid and woman Ding Xiaosi, Song Qingyue was thrown from a height of three meters by the brat. Throw it directly from the tree!

Holy shit! ! ! !
A national curse almost blurted out.

Aunt Chun fainted from the fright, and fell into the arms of a rough envoy.

Fortunately, there was no danger, Song Qingyue was safely caught by the strong and handsome guy under the tree who angrily scolded the kid.

Song Qingyue's anger was healed by that handsome face the moment she saw the handsome guy. This handsome guy seemed to have light skills, and he flew up and caught it very steadily. Song Qingyue was not hurt at all. Immediately afterwards, she Was sent to the arms of another handsome guy by a handsome guy.

If the guy just now was a muscular and handsome guy full of heroism, this time this guy is a fairy who is as elegant as the moonlight.

Ah, by the way, this immortal figure is her own father, the 29-year-old prefect of Guangzhou Prefecture, Song Jianming, Song Siye.

It doesn't matter, this doesn't affect her admiration for the handsome guy, her father has never hugged her before, and it's the first time to see her elegant and handsome father so closely!

On the other side, a handsome, strong and heroic guy climbed a tree lightly, grabbed the brat by the back of the collar, lifted him off, threw him to the ground hard, and pulled out the whip from his waist to whip him.The little man's movements were so fast that people couldn't see clearly, he jumped up like a monkey, and jumped more than ten meters, when the whip fell to the ground, it made a very loud and crisp sound on the ground.

The heroic, strong and handsome guy was so angry that he chased after him, whipping his whip and cursing: "You brat, you're looking for death, let's see if I don't skin you today!"

Xiao Langjun screamed while running away: "Hey, father, spare your life! Hey, you beat your son to death! Hey! Father, why are you so cruel, you hurt your son to death!..."

He screamed loudly, but in fact the whip didn't even touch a single hair of his hair. The crackling sound gradually faded away. They all have kung fu.

Song Jianming hugged Song Qingyue, one big and one small, looking at the father and son who had gone away speechlessly, and let out a groan at the same time.

"Huh?" Song Jianming heard the baby in his arms sigh and looked down at her amusedly.

Seeing that the milk baby rolled his eyes at him, his attitude was cold, but his voice was so coquettish that it made people feel numb all over: "Hello, Mr. Song!"

(End of this chapter)