Black-bellied baby: mother, father is chasing

Chapter 60
"Mother, I just went to see you not long ago." Yes, I just went to see you not long ago, just before... before... before entering the palace, right?

Well, it's been a while.

"Mother, lying will make your nose grow." Lu Baobao looked at Lu Mengmeng with contempt, and deliberately pointed at his nose to stimulate Lu Mengmeng.

"Be careful I'll hit you!" Lu Mengmeng signaled her clenched fist and said "threatening".

Lu Baobao stuck out his tongue: "Mother, you can't beat me."

Then he continued: "The back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and beat the front waves to death on the beach."

At that time, Lu Mengmeng regretted why she taught him such nonsense and spoiled such a good baby.

"Forget it, baby, mother is going to start a new 'project', are you coming?" Lu Mengmeng prepared "adults don't count children's faults" and began to lure Lu Baobao to a "road of no return".

"'Project'?" Lu Baobao's bright eyes flickered, "Mother, are you planning... to run a newspaper?"

"Eh? How do you know?" Lu Mengmeng was so surprised that she asked all of a sudden.

Lu Baobao wiped his sweat and gave Lu Mengmeng a blank look: "Mother, you told me about this, thank you!"

"Okay." Lu Mengmeng sighed.

When did she say that?

Why can't I remember?

Sure enough... my memory is really getting worse and worse. In the future... what should I do?

"By the way, mother, what kind of newspaper are you going to publish? What name will you choose?" Lu Baobao asked suddenly.

"Eh..." Lu Mengmeng was speechless for a moment, could she say that she hadn't thought it through yet?

Well, I recognized a foster brother today, he is still the prince of Dragon Palace, surnamed Jie.

So... for the first time, you can take the boundary character.

The second word, Qubao, Qumeng, or...Huang?

Jiebao Weekly?Jie Meng Weekly?Phoenix World Weekly?

After much deliberation, Lu Mengmeng still thinks that Jiemeng Weekly sounds better.

So he said: "Let's call it "Jiemeng Weekly". As for the content, it is gossip and important events from all over the world. As for who will look for these things? I think my baby is the most capable, so I will leave it to you." You."

Lu Baobao was crying, and was about to find a good excuse to refuse, but finally couldn't think of it, so he had no choice but to say: "I refute!"

"Rebuttals are useless!" Lu Mengmeng said forcefully, then rubbed Baby Lu's head and said, "Hey, if you do a good job of helping me, I can reward you, or wait until you find a Team members come together to do this, you just need to be the leader, assign them to do it, and you can also get money. How about it? Of course, there must be strong people."

Faced with such a temptation, Lu Baobao had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Find a team!You can get money if you don't do it, that's not bad!

Did he still know that one word from his mother could make him lose his salary as the prince.

but……

That's right, he is the prince, so he can't show his face like this no matter what.

Gotta find someone ASAP!
"Mother, what are you doing?" Lu Baobao asked.

As for the reason for calling him Emperor Father...can he say that he was forced?

He really just wanted to call that guy...the...man.

"He...? He...um..." Lu Mengmeng thought for a while, "He provided me with money."

A little money...he shouldn't be so stingy, right?

Then what does she do?Baby Lu thought.

I feel a little dissatisfied, but it's okay to think that she is his mother.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Still unable to bear it, she asked.

"I have to design the section, find suitable paper to make newspapers and periodicals, and approve articles..." Lu Mengmeng patted her head, as if suddenly remembering something, "By the way, I have to find a batch of words to write well. Good people and people who write good articles. There is not only one newspaper, and there is no printer or copier in this place, so it can only be copied manually.”

But...she thinks...manual transcription shouldn't be too bad, right?

"Mother, how many people are you looking for?" Baby Lu nodded knowing that Mother had to do so many things.

"Probably... 30 elites are needed to collect events, 1000 people are needed to write good words, and 30 people are needed to write good articles. Isn't it enough for each person who writes an article to be equipped with a collector of events?" Lu Mengmeng snapped her fingers, thinking carefully, the serious appearance is really cute.

"Then...mother...?" Before she was about to ask, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Oops." Lu Mengmeng was hit and almost fell down, but fortunately, Long Yinhuang who had "solved" her own affairs saw her, and quickly flew to catch Lu Mengmeng.

Lu Mengmeng rubbed the spot where she was hit, looked at Long Duanhuang with tears in her eyes, and said tiredly: "It hurts." Please help me!

I still didn't say the rest of it, so that he wouldn't...haha... Well, at that time, she really couldn't escape, this time it's luck.

"Bold, how dare you bump into my precious queen!" Long Yinhuang roared, and the little palace lady fell to her knees in fright, tears couldn't stop dripping down, and her voice began to tremble, "Yes... ...I'm sorry...I...I didn't do it on purpose, empress. Please spare my life, empress, please spare my life!!!"

Lu Mengmeng didn't say anything, pushed Long Xuanhuang away, and walked up to the little maid step by step dignifiedly, raised her crying face, and chuckled lightly: "Why are you again? A spy?" ?” It was that little palace maid again, she was the one last time.

Spy... Everyone was dumbfounded.

Nani stuff?
What do you mean?
"I'm talking about the internal response, the... internal response from other countries!" Lu Mengmeng changed her words suddenly.

The little court lady jumped at Lu Mengmeng's legs and tugged at the hem of Lu Mengmeng's skirt: "I'm not... I'm not the internal response... I'm not."

The emperor is here, if he is an internal response, he will definitely be killed!

"I know." Lu Mengmeng chuckled lightly, "I know you may not be an insider. Not necessarily!"

Lu Mengmeng said the last three words emphatically, "No! One! Definitely!"

Doesn't necessarily mean it's possible.

Lu Mengmeng's words plunged the little maid into an abyss.

Last time I thought the queen was pretty good, but this time I had a horrible feeling.

The little maid feels like she is stepping on a leaky boat alone, watching the water seep in little by little, but in the end... helpless...

"I'm not." The tears stopped, and the little palace maid looked at Lu Mengmeng stubbornly, and the red eyes made Lu Mengmeng suddenly feel a little bit of emotion.

Not much explanation, just a "I'm not"...

Lu Mengmeng suddenly remembered that she had been at the same table with a rich boy in her previous life. At that time, she was just six years old. She had just celebrated a birthday with only one person. When she came to school, she was at the same table with his mother. At her desk, she said she stole more than 100 yuan from his bag.

Everyone is saying:
"Such a pretty little girl, why is she still a thief?"

"You're so young, how did you learn to steal things?"

"It seems that she is the only one in her family, without parents to teach."

"No wonder, you are so uneducated, you don't even understand the most basic morals and laws of life..."

"Should be sent to an orphanage."

……

Listening to these words from all directions, she who was crying silently felt that her tears had dried up, so she sneered and said, "I'm not."

I am not uneducated!I am not a stealer!I am not a person without parents!I'm not the one to be sent to an orphanage!I'm not! ! !

Then she took out her bank card: "I have a lot of money, not short of his little money."

Also... I don't know where her mother got so much money.

Originally, I only said to give her 3 yuan a month, but gradually, gradually, from 30 to [-], and even more...

She could only imagine that it was her mother's guilt towards her.

The money in her bank card is already comparable to the liquidity of the entire company in that boy's family. Why is there so much more than 100 yuan missing?

But... just over 100.

Lu Mengmeng sneered, seeing all the vicissitudes and indifference in the world.

Staring at the little maid for a long time, a smile appeared on Lu Mengmeng's face: "I know you are not." There is no such thing as "not necessarily", the words are all affirmative.

She believed, she believed, even if she made a mistake this time, she would not regret it.

She also believed that her sixth sense... was very accurate!
Even if it was really an internal response, she would have recognized it. It was not easy to find a woman who was so similar to her.

Lu Mengmeng licked her lips, opened her bright eyes wide, and said coquettishly like Long Yinhuang: "Don't hold her accountable, give her to me..."

Long Yinhuang sighed helplessly.

Really no match for her.

His whole life was planted in her hands.

He nodded and agreed.

The little palace maid widened her eyes when she heard Lu Mengmeng's words.

She... Did she hear correctly?

The empress is pleading for her?
The little maid felt a little trembling in her heart.She thought that the Empress would execute her or solve her in a more terrifying way, but she didn't expect...

Actually... pleading for her.

The Queen Empress is really nice.

Regardless of how impolite she was just now, she actually...

A drop of tears fell, soaking the ground, blooming flowers like crystal clear gems.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Empress." The little maid clenched her fists, her eyes full of gratitude.

People who are grateful to them are usually good tools for Lu Mengmeng to use, but this time... they can't be used anyway.

How could she bear to be so similar?

So similar, so similar...

"Okay, come with me from now on." Lu Mengmeng waved her sleeves, turned around and left, and when passing by Long Yinhuang, she murmured: "You have to make me feel a little bit about that kind of thing." Be mentally prepared, I will reply to you tomorrow."

Long Yinhuang's stiff face suddenly turned into a puddle of soft water.

tomorrow...tomorrow...

Can he still sleep today?
This is a seductive vixen.

Then... just wait for tomorrow.

The two walked in different directions, one went back to the palace, the other went to review the memorial, and only Lu Baobao was left squatting on the spot and drawing circles: "Why is there always a group of people who want to get close to your mother every time?" Asshole?"

(End of this chapter)