The mentally disabled grandfather is going to divorce his wife

Chapter 53
For other vegetable seedlings, the seeds are not difficult to find, but they need to be planted from scratch, which is quite annoying.

Pepper is the most important thing. The seeds are hard to find, and people have to go into the mountain, which is costly and laborious.

Fortunately, because of the high quality of pepper seeds, the most came out and the least was destroyed.

That night, I picked up those pepper seedlings that were still alive and planted them in culture bags.

In this way, it is also convenient to move, and when the weather gets hot in the future, it can be moved outside to see the sunshine.

Emperor Yao was very attentive. He was busy filling soil and planting pepper seedlings, making his face ashamed. He was more active than Yan Danqing.

Yan Danqing felt that he was here to atone for his sins, how could he be so active on weekdays when he was so inactive.

She was the last to go home.

After taking a shower, he opened the door and saw Emperor Yao lying sprawled on his big bed, frowning, looking like a dream.

"The son didn't eat, he lay down when he came back, he must be tired." Rumeng replied in a low voice, and quietly glanced at the person on the bed.

The son of the world should have never done these jobs before!
Shi Ziye is actually quite kind to their young lady. Apart from doing things a little absurdly, Shi Ziye has nothing wrong with him, and he still listens to the young lady.

"Sir, it's time to get up and eat." Yan Danqing walked over and patted Di Yao, telling him to get up.

"Don't eat, I'm not hungry." Emperor Yao muttered dreamily, frowned, turned over and covered himself with the quilt and went back to sleep.

Yan Danqing glared at him viciously, kicking him off intentionally, but couldn't bear it.

For the sake of this guy's good performance today, let him sleep in bed once.

Moreover, he lay on his own bed without changing his clothes or taking a shower. The sheets and bedspread were all stained by him, and it was not easy to change and wash them at night, forget it.

When Yan Danqing went out.

Di Yao suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold look appeared in the bottom of his pupils, as bright as the cold light that had absorbed countless stars.

The bed was occupied by Emperor Yao.

Yan Danqing asked Rumeng and Jiaqi to get two new quilts for herself, and spread them on the soft couch where Emperor Yao often slept.

She is a bit of a bedbug, and she has high requirements for the bed. After changing from a soft and comfortable big bed to a soft couch that can fall off when she turns over, she suffers from insomnia.

With eyes open, I looked at the dark roof and counted the stars.

Sudden.

"Assassin, catch the assassin!"

With a loud cry, Emperor Yao broke through the sky.

Yan Danqing jumped up and rushed out barefoot.

Doorway.

Already got into a ball.

Suifeng and Yu, as well as the guards of Shizifu, got into a fight with the four black-clothed killers, and hit the courtyard in a blink of an eye.

"Emperor Yao!" Yan Danqing yelled worriedly, bumping into Jiaqi whose face was pale with fright, "Where is the son?"

"Inside..." Jiaqi held a water basin in his hand, "I'm hurt, my son is hurt."

When Yan Danqing rushed in.

Di Yao was leaning on the bed with his hands on his chest, his handsome face was as pale as paper, blood trickled out little by little from the gap between his fingers, he moaned in pain, when he saw her coming, he said weakly: "Mother... …son……"

He opened his mouth.

Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Yan Danqing only felt that his eyes were bloodshot for an instant, and he ran over in panic, half kneeling on the ground, trying to calm himself down: "Where is the injury?"

(End of this chapter)