Group pet daughter: The rough man tricked me into giving birth again

Chapter 30 Can You Fly?
"Who are you? I..."

"Help, murdered."

Before the question was finished, Ma Changjiang's screams like killing a pig spread throughout the house.

"Let my father go." Malan lived the closest and arrived the fastest.

"It's you?" The man frowned and looked around: "You saved me?"

"Bastard." Ma Lan slapped him mercilessly, "Who told you to do it to my father?"

But in an instant, the man understood what had happened.

Knowing that he had wronged the good man, he cupped his hands: "I was the one who was rude."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who came after that looked at the bloody hands and felt distressed: "Hurry up and ask the doctor."

"It hurts so much! I'll show you."

"Why doesn't this young man know who is good and who depends on others, and he will do it when he comes up."

The complaints one by one made Wang Zhihuan's expression change again and again, and it was the first time he was slapped when he grew up.

Before he could speak, Malan spoke first: "Give me the antidote."

It must not be an ordinary person who can save him from the hands of the hidden guards.

If you can't contact [-], he is injured and can't leave now.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhi's face suddenly thickened: "No."

He didn't lie, he really didn't have an antidote, the mother-child Gu was given by his master, and he had to find his master to solve it.

"you……"

"You can take care of your injury and take you to my master." Wang Zhi also said, "I will never break my promise."

Ma Changjiang's wound looked scary, and Wang Zhi used chopsticks to pass through the tiger's mouth, which was not a serious injury.

Of course, this is only limited to what he thinks.

At least Ma Changjiang didn't feel anything, and couldn't even move one hand.

The bag was so tight that he couldn't move at all due to the pain, and asked Li Xueer to feed him mouthful.

If he can't solve the mother-child Gu, the Ma family won't let Wang Zhi go, so he just stays to recuperate.

Ma's yard is small, clean and tidy, and the yard is full of melons and fruits.

It just happened to be midsummer, lying on a bamboo chair and eating a watermelon salvaged from the well is not to mention how beautiful it is.

"Such a comfortable day may not necessarily exist in the palace."

Wang Zhi was still lying lazily, the sun was shining brightly outside, and bursts of fragrance came to his nostrils.

He doesn't pay attention to his appetite, and he can't help but look sideways at this moment.

I saw Ma Lan pour a spoonful of batter on the iron lump.

Turn the iron lump to make the batter fully cooked, turn it over and beat the eggs on it.

Brush the sauce and put two vegetable leaves, it can be so fragrant?

My stomach growled.

Wang Zhi also found it interesting and wanted to taste the pancakes.

But he was too lazy to leave.

How to do it?

Without even thinking about it, he raised his right hand and slapped his face fiercely.

There was a snap, crisp and loud.

Ma Lan rushed over aggressively: "Why are you beating yourself?"

"I'm hungry."

"You're hungry, won't you say it?"

Ma Lan was in a state of dismay, the two of them died now, he was in a lot of pain, and she was in a lot of pain.

Covering her burning right cheek, Ma Lan couldn't express her pain.

"Eat it!"

Malan put down the plate heavily: "The basin has a mouth for talking!"

Wang Zhi also narrowed his eyes with a smile, and took a bite of the pancake cut in half.

The entrance is crispy, the sauce is just right and delicious.

Wang Zhi was very satisfied with the food.

"Why do you, a young lady, cook so many weird foods?"

Wang Zhi was also puzzled, he was well-informed, but many of the things he ate recently were unheard of.

"It's your lack of knowledge."

She has no great skills, she has loved to eat since she was a child, and she loves to cook when she grows up.

Traveling here, after a long time, I plan to return to my old business.

No one who has eaten the food she cooks does not praise it.

She has always wanted to find an opportunity to start a small business.

If there is anything that she does well with little investment, there are only pancakes.

After thinking for a long time, I decided to make this multigrain pancake.

Southerners eat more rice and less noodles.

Therefore, there are not many people who can make pasta, and maybe the money will flow in.

If this is done, his father won't have to work so hard to give her the dowry.

Wang Zhi also watched her holding half of the pancake in a daze: "Can't you eat it?"

Malan shook his head, hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but tell her this idea.

When she was 12 years old, she secretly opened a shop behind her back, and the business was very good.

Recently, I began to ponder whether to open a branch.

But she dared not tell her family, for fear that her mother would be unhappy.

Her mother thought from the bottom of her heart that girls should stay out of the door and never leave the door.

Wen Wen was quietly embroidering and walking around the house.Every step should be the same.

The family is in business, but she doesn't want Malan to do business.

She was afraid that Ma Lan would be looked down upon.

But she didn't know that Malan didn't care what other people thought at all.

She just wants to have her own career in this world.

Wang Zhi also looked at Ma Lan with a smile, and understood the general situation.

"Do whatever you want, I support you."

Ma Lan was stunned for a moment, not expecting this man to say such a thing.

She thought he would talk about her like Fangzheng, and told her not to be too whimsical.

In this world, it is difficult for a woman to survive, let alone do business.

Gossip alone could drown her.

These words are also true, every time I want to do something, I will be extinguished by these words.

How could this not make her sad.

"It's really hard for women to do business."

Wang Zhi also snatched the pancake from Ma Lan's hand and took a bite: "Difficult doesn't mean you can't succeed."

At least he has seen several women who are not inferior to men.

"What you eat is mine!"

Ma Lan was furious, no one in this family dared to compete with her for food.

"You don't eat."

Wang Zhi thought for a while: "Well, tell me your thoughts first, and I'll see if I can help you."

What's the use of talking, she can't even get out now.

Because of the child-mother Gu, her mother was afraid that something would happen to her and she was not allowed to go out.

This month I was forced to learn embroidery in my house.

Ma Lan had a bitter face, but Wang Zhi was still happy: "You want to go out and talk to me."

There is nowhere in the world to stop him.

"What's the use of telling you, you are trapped here just like me."

The corners of Wang Zhihuan's lips rose, why he couldn't see her frowning face so much.

He got up and hugged the person in his arms and jumped up.

"Ah! Help..."

"Don't be so loud, let your mother hear."

Malan's eyes widened, but she arrived on the roof in a short while.

Looking down, you can see the bustling crowd and the lively street market.

"You know how to do light work?"

The palm-sized face was shaking in front of his eyes, and his bright eyes were full of him.

Wang Zhi was in a good mood: "Do you still find it difficult to go out?"

Ma Lan shook her head like a rattle: "It's not difficult."

As long as you can go out, the pancake stand can pay someone to make one.

"Let's go!"

"Where are you going?" Ma Lan didn't want to go down: "It's the first time I don't need a ladder to go up, she wants to stay longer."

"Go and observe the market." Wang Zhi also chuckled: "Hold tight."

Malan hugged his waist tightly, only felt the wind blowing in his ears, and his feet stepped on the ground.

"You are too awesome!"

I have to say, it feels good to be admired.

Wang Zhi also curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

　Does anyone like it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)