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Chapter 223: A Little Miss!

farmer.mountain spring.A little field.

This is the life wish of most urbanites, but apart from the rich and powerful, how many people can achieve such leisurely leisure?

On the left corner of the yard, two rows of onions and garlic are planted, and the green leaves are covered with thin snow, like hibernating wheat seedlings.On the right side of the yard, several wintersweet trees are planted side by side, the flowers are in full bloom and the fragrance is overflowing.Before people get close, they feel the dark fragrance.

A few fat roosters were lazily strolling under the wintersweet tree in the vegetable field, pawing at the frozen soil under their feet from time to time, pulling out the worms or earthworms inside and swallowing them into their mouths.If you move slowly, it will cause other companions to siege and scramble.

The biggest difference between animals and humans is that they are shameless.

An old man in a military overcoat sat in the yard looking at the roosters, his eyes were dull and his face was tired.Occasionally, he took a puff of the hookah in his hand, and then slowly exhaled a breath of white air.It wasn't until this time that his spirit was shaken, and he seemed to have some vitality.

The courtyard door was gently pushed open, and a thug poked his head in.Seeing the old man sitting on the eaves of the porch, his eyes had firmly fixed his figure, he hugged his hair gracefully, walked in generously, and said: "I am so light-handed because I am afraid of disturbing grandpa. Resting in such a cold day, why is grandpa sitting here?"

While talking, he walked up to the old man, took a sip of the hookah from him, and then coughed and laughed, "Lie. It's old Yan Lie, I'll exchange your hookah with a red panda." , how? Year-round supply."

The old man seemed to love this grandson very much, and he was not angry at all because of his insignificant actions.Glancing at the man, he sneered and said, "Exchange my red panda for my hookah, don't you, Dong Xiaobao, look stupid?"

"That is. Dong Jiangshan's grandson, how could he be an idiot?" Dong Xiaobao said arrogantly. "There are only nine buckets in the world, and my grandfather and I have seven buckets exclusively. Dong Puti has one bucket and everyone in the world shares one bucket. Grandpa, do you think this division is fair?"

The old man snatched the hookah from Dong Xiaobao's hand, knocked Dong Xiaobao's head with a bong, and cursed: "If you monopolize Qidou, how could someone break your head with a wine bottle? Are you ashamed?" Huh? You are not afraid of shame, my old face makes me panic."

Dong Xiaobao hurriedly covered his head, and said wrongly: "Grandpa, you can't blame me, you have to blame Dong Puti."

"What are you blaming me for?" Dong Puti, wearing a little red riding hood and a white trench coat, pushed the door in, holding a few gift boxes in his hand. "Dong Xiaobao, why is your character so bad? You speak ill of me in front of grandpa again."

"What I said is the truth." Dong Xiaobao came with Dong Puti.He scouted the way ahead, while Dong Puti carried gifts behind.They have a good brother and sister relationship, that's why he dared to 'splash dirty water' on her so unscrupulously. "If you hadn't stopped me, I would have sought justice for myself."

Dong Boti curled his lips and said sarcastically: "I didn't see you do anything to others when I was away. I gave you a chance to step down, shouldn't you thank me?"

Dong Xiaobao was so angry that he jumped up and said: "Then you should build the steps again when I take advantage of it. How could you be so busy getting people off the stage after someone smashed a bottle of your brother? Who is your real brother?" ?”

"The result will be the same if you continue to fight." Dong Puti said.She handed the gift box to the nanny who came out, and then walked up to the old man and massaged the old man with a unique yoga technique.The old man's mouth 'sizzled' aching, but the fatigue on his face quickly disappeared.

Dong Xiaobao looked envious and said, "Sister, when will you use this 'great wisdom' technique to massage me?"

"You're not my real brother, why should I give you a massage?" Dong Puti countered with the words he just criticized.

"It's my sister. If you kiss her, you can't kiss any more. If you don't believe me, let's go to the DNA test." Dong Xiaobao changed his words very unscrupulously.

"That doesn't work either," Dong Puti said. "I only press for grandpa. For master. For my future man."

"But I'm your brother."

"Can I eat it?"

"You are ruthless." Dong Xiaobao sneered again and again, "Dong Puti, if you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous. I decided not to keep a secret for you."

He squatted in front of the old man and said, "Grandpa, I want to inform you."

The old man slapped him on the head, and cursed: "If you don't learn anything else, you will follow these crooked ways. You look at the history and see, how many of those who got to the top by making small reports ended well?"

Dong Xiaobao was about to cry aggrievedly. He covered his head and said, "Grandpa, is your partiality too serious? I know you like Bodhi, but I am your grandson. Our old Dong family will carry on the family from now on."

The old man jumped up from the chair all of a sudden, grabbed the pipe and chased after Dong Xiaobao, cursing furiously: "It's fine if you don't talk about it, but if you mention it, I'll be mad at you for finding out your household registration." Do the math, how old are you now? When I was your age, I had your father and your second uncle. Where is my great-grandson to carry on the family line? I’ll tell you Dong Xiaobao, if you don’t behave properly and find someone Good family get married, see if I don't break your dog's head."

The road in "Grandpa"'s yard was slippery, and Dong Xiaobao was worried that the old man would fall when he chased and beat him, so he could only walk up and down the corridor with his head covered. "Are you still letting people talk? Are you letting people live? I have something important to discuss with you."

The old man knocked more than a dozen times, and most of his anger disappeared. With Dong Puti's support, he sat back on the wicker chair covered with a thick blanket, and said, "What are you discussing?"

"That..." Dong Xiaobao thought for a while and said, "I'd better inform you first. Your precious granddaughter Dong Boti is going to open a yoga studio in Mingzhu."

After Dong Xiaobao said this, he stared at the old man's face seriously.Dong Boti was still massaging the old man's head and shoulders with great wisdom, with a faint smile on his face.

The old man was silent.

"Bodhi. Is this your idea?" the old man asked aloud.

"Grandpa. I finished the third stage of "Ming Jing Xin" with my master. I have to enter the world of mortals first and then leave the world of mortals. The master told me that I don't have to go there next year. Let me enter the world for a year, do good deeds to see karma, enlightenment and Bodhi. I thought about it , I don’t know anything. I just know a little bit of yoga, so I might as well open a yoga studio.”

"The question is, why did you go to Mingzhu to open? Not in Yanjing? Not in Nanjing? Not in northern Hunan?" Dong Xiaobao asked.After his sister told him about the plan, he strongly opposed it.The objection was invalid, so I had no choice but to bring this matter to my grandfather and wait for the old man's decision.

"What are you afraid of?" The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly became sharp, like lightning, piercing thousands of holes in Dong Xiaobao's body. "Dong Xiaobao, Dong Hanqing, Dong Stallion, tell me, what are you afraid of?"

"Uh..." Dong Xiaobao looked at his grandfather in surprise.What happened to the old man today?Why do you always lose your temper with yourself?

He regretted that he didn't invite someone to see auspicious signs of the zodiac when he went out. Today's luck is really bad.

"Are you afraid that Dong Boti will get mixed up with that kid? Are you afraid that Dong Boti will be fascinated by that kid? Are you afraid that Dong Boti will do something to shame our Dong family again?" The old man's question is more direct than the other. sharper than a question. "She is not afraid. What are you afraid of? If that kid really has such abilities, I will give Bodhi to him. My Dong family is willing to be his strong backing for his upward climb. Maybe under his leadership, my Dong family will have Another occasion."

"Grandpa" Dong Xiaobao looked at his grandfather in shock, never expecting him to say such a thing.

The Dong family and those surnamed Tang are deadly enemies.

"Skills are not as good as people. You deserve to lose." The old man stared at Dong Xiaobao and said word by word.

Dong Xiaobao regained consciousness instantly, his eyes burning, and he said solemnly: "Grandpa, I was wrong. I won't let you down again in the future. As for revitalizing the family, leave it to me."

The class bell rang, and teacher Zhang Gaoyuan, who taught "Basics of Psychology", walked in with his textbook.

He glanced at the classroom and said with a smile: "Many times, I dare not walk in."

The crowd burst into laughter.

They all understood what the teacher meant by this sentence.There are two psychology geniuses in their class, and their arguments and questions often leave the teacher speechless.

"However, many times I am very eager to come in. Because I like this kind of students and this kind of teaching method." He threw the textbook on the podium and said, "Has Tang Zhong not come back yet? If he is not here, there will be no class." It was so intense before."

The crowd laughed again.

Everyone looked at Jiao Nanxin.Because every time in psychology class, it was Jiao Nanxin and Tang Zhong who held different opinions and quarreled, and the teacher and other students couldn't get in their mouths.

Being stared at and made fun of by so many people, Jiao Nan felt slightly angry, but also a little sweet in his heart.

Her eyes became confused, she didn't know whether it was because she was "rewarded" by the teacher, or because she and Tang Zhong became a special pair of "symbols" in the eyes of teachers and students.

She propped her cheek with her left arm on purpose, her eyes glanced at Tang Zhong's previous favorite seat, there was no one there, only the big Hua Ming grinned at her when he found her eyes.

She was calm, and quickly looked away, cursing inwardly: "Stinky boy, how can you be the monitor of the class after taking so many days off? You are not responsible at all."

There is no confrontation, no quarrel, but a little miss.

(ps: "Genius Doctor" with more than 400 million words is free, this book has to be put on the shelves anyway. Haha, it is popular and trendy. I pushed the time to put it on the shelves until January. At that time, there will be 100 million words free chapters.

However, friends who love "The King of Heaven", love Lao Liu and love the Guards, please support it when the time comes, this is the honor we jointly maintain. )