Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 81 This is not a good daughter, she is clearly a steel ball.
Hearing this answer, Li Chengqian raised his eyebrows. He looked down at his hands covered with blood blisters, his eyes dazed and a little lost.

He also wants to become stronger. As for the reason for becoming stronger... it can be regarded as for his family.

He came to this strange world and experienced a massacre. Fortunately, he was saved by Li Shuisheng and his wife, who treated him very well.

"Boohoo." Xingxing practiced archery and dubbed herself at the same time. It was too cute.

"Wake up, today is like getting chicken blood." Xuanxuan squatted beside the chicken coop, peeling garlic, and mumbled.

Song Jichen rolled his eyes at him.Turning to look at the little cub who was still practicing, he sighed.

If they were still in the capital, Xingxing might be able to be more comfortable and not have to learn some life-saving methods in such a hurry.

While the brothers were talking, there was another knock on the courtyard door of their home.

The children were very alert. When they heard a knock on the door, they all looked over vigilantly. The small bow and arrow in Xingxing's hand also changed direction and moved towards the door.

"Who is it?" Mrs. Song shouted.

"Sister Song, it's me, the Lin family's tofu seller." Aunt Lin's voice came in from outside.

As soon as she heard the sound, Mrs. Song did not relax her vigilance. She held the fire stick and walked towards the courtyard gate.Seeing through the crack in the door that it was indeed Aunt Lin, she opened the door a little and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Aunt Lin smiled sheepishly: "I'm sorry to say it, but I want to ask you, how did your doll's head get bent?"

Mrs. Song understood what it meant as soon as she heard this. She was a little surprised and said: "Don't you have anything particular to do here?"

If this were done in the capital, if a girl had her hair shaped like Xingxing's, she would be punished to go to the mountains to become a aunt.However, their family has an open-minded family style.

Aunt Lin was not happy to hear Mrs. Song say this: "Damn it, eldest sister of the Song family, you have been here for so long and you still don't know about our Xichuan? The people here are very open, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people from the Western Regions and Turks People come here to do business, don’t you think?”

Mrs. Song thought about it for a while and realized the same thing: "Then you want to do it yourself?"

Aunt Lin nodded: "I'll do it! It's hard to see the hairpin anyway."

Mrs. Song stretched out her hand and pointed towards Dandun in the yard: "Even if the final effect is like this, are you willing?"

Aunt Lin looked in the direction pointed by Mrs. Song's finger. She saw the little cub holding a small bow and arrow standing there cutely. The little clothes were also very cute, but... it was just that hair... I guess. After taking a shower, the lump of hair on her head was clearly...clearly just a steel ball...

Aunt Lin's thoughts about curly hair were suddenly struck.

Xingxing shook the curly hair on her head, grinned, and smiled happily.

"Silly!" Mrs. Song said angrily.

"This is the effect of spreading. It's not difficult to do it when you think about it. You can put the fire stick in the stove hole for a while, and when it's almost done, just take it out and wrap it up like this..." Mrs. Song demonstrated again.

Aunt Lin finally left in a daze.

"Stop shaking your head, it's like a broomstick..." Mrs. Song touched Xingxing's head...

Xingxing turned her head and looked at Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian nodded seriously.

Xingxing: "..." Wow! ! ! !

(End of this chapter)