The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

Chapter 275

"Uh."

Mu Bu was dumbfounded, and silently lit a candle for a certain grandson.

It is really lucky that a mother with such a deceitful son can grow up safely.

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At dusk on the western mountain, the brilliant glow shines on the horizon.

Lin Jingcheng returned with a full load, carrying a fat and strong snow sheep back to the small courtyard.

"Well, you kid can do it."

Mu Jian put his hands behind his head, and lazily walked out of the bamboo house: "It was not swallowed by wolves, tigers and leopards, and it came back with all its beard and tail."

"Can brother Jian roast sheep?"

Lin Jingcheng threw the goat to the ground, ignoring his provocation: "Let's eat roasted whole lamb tonight."

"will not."

Mu Jian turned his head aside in disgust, without any intention of working.

"I can bake."

Ye Xiuyan stepped out of the threshold with a smile on her face: "Brother Lin, I'll help you."

"It's better to be a younger sister."

Lin Jingcheng smiled playfully, blinked at the little girl, took out a dagger from his boots, rolled up his sleeves, and planned to kill and skin the sheep.

"Humph."

Mu Jian couldn't hear the sister's voice, so he exhaled a rough breath from his nostrils, grabbed the dagger, and pushed the person aside.

"Shaoyao, bring me a basin of water, and help Brother Jian."

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Jingcheng gave instructions to the maid and went back to the house to change clothes.

Mu Jian has a black line on his head.

Black-bellied and shameless boy.

This is digging a hole, waiting for him to jump in by himself!
"coming."

The girl in white held back a smile, shook a bucket of water from the well, poured it into a wooden basin, and carefully brought him a horse tie.

Mu Jian looked at Ma Zha, neither sitting nor standing, he was so sick that he wanted to vomit blood.

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As it was getting dark, a bonfire was lit in the small courtyard, and a whole roasted lamb was hung on a wooden rack.

Ye Xiuyan brushed another layer of oil on the crispy skin and sprinkled some condiments. The rich aroma permeated the air, causing the two wolf dogs who guard the house to drool.

"It's almost baked, is it ready to eat?"

Mu Bu shrugged his nose, approached with a smile, impatiently stretched out his hand, wanting to tear a piece of flesh.

"Snapped."

Ye Xiuyan slapped his paw away and scolded with a smile: "The master hasn't come back yet, so there's no reason for the guests to eat first."

"Hey, little brother, why don't you see your mother?"

It has been more than an hour since the senior brothers entered the courtyard, the patriarch of the Wu clan, Lin Jingcheng's biological mother, Princess Rong, has not shown up.

Mu Si felt very strange, endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and asked out the doubts in her heart.

"I'm a little puzzled, too."

Lin Jingcheng threw a piece of dry wood into the fire, and smiled indifferently: "It stands to reason that she should have come back before me. I don't know where she went."

Mu Si was a little curious: "It's getting dark, aren't you worried?"

"Worry?"

Lin Jingcheng was amused, and asked with a smile: "Who dares to provoke mother in the territory of the Wu clan?"

"Too."

Mu Si nodded, and she also felt that she had asked a stupid question: "Your mother is the patriarch of the Wu clan, and she must be tricky to play and disappear in her own territory."

Before the words fell, the void suddenly fluctuated, and a beautiful woman in white clothes like snow appeared out of thin air.

"Mother, you are back."

Lin Jingcheng was overjoyed, threw away the firewood in his hand, and walked forward with a smile.

"Cheng'er, are they your friends?"

Princess Rong's gentle eyes glanced at Mu Jian and the others one by one, and landed on Ye Xiuyan.

　Thank you, Little Fairy, for your redemption monthly ticket.

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(End of this chapter)