The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

At this time, Xiao Chu suddenly slapped him on the head: "Why are you still standing there, why don't you go help!"

Owl Saburo was stunned in disbelief.

He couldn't help but look for Mrs. Zhou, wanting to show his mother that his father beat him like this just after he came back.

But he turned around.

Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Qian were working together to pay the customers' bills.

"56 taels, let's count it as 55 taels!" Mrs. Zhou smiled.

"Thank you, madam!" The guest left happily.

Xiao Sanlang: "..."

Snapped!
Xiao Chu slapped him again: "Look at how self-conscious Qing Yu is, why don't you hurry up!"

Owl Saburo was slapped so hard that his head was buzzing.

All the anger and pain flew away.

In the end, Xiao Chu held his ears and went to help together.

busy!
The family was busy until the end of the day, when the guests started to leave one after another.

Everyone then began to sit down and eat.

The black wolf collapsed on the ground, its four strong legs trembling.

One after another.

Circle after circle.

not finished.

It’s really not over!
"Hello, little wolf, my name is Xiaobao, what's your name?" Lu Xiaobao ran up to Hei Lang with a small rice bowl in his hand.

Lu Xiaobao is a smart child.

When the customer was riding just now, he would never compete with the customer.

He knew that it was money!
but now……

The black wolf glanced at him and ignored him at all.

not far away.

Xiao Hei is lying on his stomach, next to Xiao Bai.

Xiaobai looked at Hei Lang and snorted coldly.

This stupid wolf knows nothing about this human cub.

"Xiaobao, you really want grandpa to die!" As soon as the white-haired Zhuang Jijiu saw Lu Xiaobao, he threw away his son Zhuang Fu, and came to Lu Xiaobao neatly with his legs and feet.

Mr. Zhuang: "..."

Bai Su took a seat for Mr. Zhuang.

Master Zhuang sat down.

"It's not the time for the Imperial College to teach today, so why are the wine sacrifices here?" Bai Su asked.

Mr. Zhuang's expression was hard to describe.

Today there are more than just classes in the Imperial College.

There are also important annual rituals.

But as soon as his old man heard that Xiaobao was back, he ran out of the Imperial Academy.

Finally, Mr. Zhuang said: "The old man has a bad stomach. He has a rest today!"

Bai Su: "..."

Everyone: "..."

But Lu Xiaobao had no time to play with Hei Lang.

Lao Jijiu sadly came to the table and sat down.

But when the old man turned his head and saw the little boy, he saw that the boy was not only good-looking, but also smart and noble. He couldn't help but ask, "Little boy, do you know the Three Character Classic?"

The little boy couldn't help but frown: "I can learn the Three Character Classic at the age of half a year."

The old man stopped drinking and asked quickly: "What about "The Thousand-Character Essay"?" The little Zai nodded respectfully.

The old priest was so excited: "Then what are you reading now?"

"'Gang Jian Yi Zhi Lu'" said the little boy.

The old man was so drunk that he stood up: "Then, let me test you?"

"can!"

Lao Jijiu asked five questions in a row.

The little boy answered questions fluently.

Lao Jijiu was so excited that he could not speak coherently.

Not to mention the old sacrificial wine, everyone at the table was also amazed.

But only Bai Su knew.

The little boy is naturally smart.

But he was more strict with himself and worked hard, so he became knowledgeable at a young age.

"Little baby, would you like to take me as your teacher?" Old Jijiu said kindly.

"No!" Xiao Zai flatly refused.

Old Jijiu: "..."

"The Duke is not good, the situation is not good!" At this time, Liu Quan, the steward of the Duke's Mansion, ran in.

As the chief steward of the Duke's Mansion, Liu Quan is naturally knowledgeable.

Rarely loses composure.

The last time he lost his composure was because Lu Xiaowan and Xiao Yixiao were beaten in the girls' school.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chu asked roughly.

"Then, that person is here!" Liu Quan's expression was hard to describe.

"Who is it?" Obviously, Xiao Chu didn't understand.

"Just the one from Huai River!" Liu Quan reminded.

Suddenly, Xiao Chu's expression changed.

Xiao Chu is a man of iron bones. He fights in the south and in the north. He is the living king of hell who stepped out from the pile of bloody corpses.

At this moment, the living King of Hell changed his expression.

Zhuang Fu and others were curious.

Xiao Chu didn't eat anymore, so he got up and left.

"Xiao Chu, where are you going?" Mrs. Zhou grabbed him with a faint look.

"My lady, I, I..."

Snapped!
But Mrs. Zhou suddenly pulled him back to the chair: "Since there are guests coming, as the head of the family, you must be there, and you can't go anywhere!"

But if you look carefully, you can see that under Mrs. Zhou's cold expression, there is also a sense of gloating about a good show.

Now, everyone was even more curious.

Who is here?

Bai Su's eyes were cold.

Although, many things in the past life and this life are different.

For example, in the last life, Sikong Yi didn't come to the restaurant at all.

But the direction of gaffe development has never changed.

Huai River...

Counting the days, it’s time to come.

The murderer who caused everyone in the Xiao family to be beheaded! (End of chapter)