Abandoned Wife Pastoral General Dotes on His Wife

Chapter 827 I'm Still In The Basket
"Xi'er, it's not good for you to let the dignified son be a farmer like this?"

Lin Shangshu squinted his eyes, looked at it for a moment, and then suddenly made a sound.

"Father, you are worrying too much. He is the eldest son, and your daughter is not bad for me."

Lin Xi answered slowly.

"Are you not afraid of other people's gossip?"

"What about him? You live your life by yourself, not for others to see.

Just be happy with ourselves. "

When Lin Xi said this, Shangguan Yu and the others also approached.

He put down the burden on his shoulders and smiled softly at Lin Xi.

"Xi'er is right. We live our lives by ourselves, and we care so much about what other people do."

He talked as he walked.

Seeing this, the little guy became anxious and puffed up his cheeks.

"You all know how to talk about your life, and I'm still in the basket."

When everyone heard the words, they burst into laughter.

Shangguan Yu quickly reached out to take the little guy out of the bamboo basket and put him on the ground.

Ying San and Ying Si, together with Ouyang Hao, took the prey they had hunted and went to the river below the mountain.

Here, Ruolan and the others came back after cleaning the mushrooms, followed by bunches of radish heads.

All of them smacked their lips, staring at the cakes on the bed sheet like hungry wolves.

However, no one said yes.

Lin Xi turned her head to look at the little guy with tangled eyebrows, wondering what he would do next.

Known daughter Moruomu.

Madam Lin, like Lin Xi, looked softly at the little guy with shining eyes.

The next moment, I saw the little guy Zhao Ruoju and the four maids waving.

"You divide these pastries into two portions, one for each child."

After speaking, he looked at those little radish heads again, silently remembering the number in his heart.

"One, two, three... eight, a total of eight people."

"Come here."

The little guy had a bright smile on his face, and invited Lin Mo and Ouyang Yifei to carry the cakes to the little radishes, and share the cakes piece by piece.

The oldest of these little radish heads is seven or eight years old, and the youngest is one or two years old, and they still have runny noses.

"Is there any sheets?"

Thinking that there will be a barbecue later, Lin Xi took pity on these little radishes, and asked Ruohe to make a new sheet for the eight people to play with.

At first, these little radishes were timid, and some dared not look directly at the stern Shangguan Yu.

However, there are two little guys, Ouyang Yifei, and they quickly become one with these little radish heads.

Lin Xi asked Xing'er to take the opportunity to inquire about the situation in the village.

She helped Shangguan Yu skewer sliced ​​mushrooms and roast chicken wings by herself.

Soon, a cloud of cooking smoke rose from the mountain in Mojia Village.

The sharp-eyed villagers saw it and panicked, and ran to tell each other.

Soon a dozen or so households in the village gathered together, led by Mo Lizheng, carrying water and carrying buckets, a group of people marched up the mountain mightily.

The niece hiding behind Morris was nervous and expectant.

She looked around and found that no one noticed her, so she took two steps forward, approached Morris, and asked in a low voice:
"Uncle, I... I'm afraid."

Knowing that it was the owner's barbecue on the mountain, he deliberately concealed it.

What if the chicken is not worth the money?
However, as long as he thinks of Shangguan Yu's majestic and stern appearance, Li Zheng's niece's heart will thump wildly.

"What are you afraid of, remember, take advantage of the crowd and jump on Shi Zi later.

In full view, even if he wanted to deny it, he could only eat Huanglian dumbly. "

"Uncle, I..."

Lizheng's niece blushed pretty, and muttered without rebutting.

"Remember, as long as you catch the line of the prince, you will have endless glory and wealth in the future."

(End of this chapter)