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Chapter 232 How is it possible to kill the father?
Chapter 232 How is it possible to kill the father?
When Mrs. Shen first heard about it, she didn't quite believe it, so she sneaked out of the library and looked in through the window.

Unexpectedly, my daughter sat at the table more upright, fascinated by reading, and sketched and took notes from time to time.

It looked like he was more serious than the other three sons, as if he was sprinting for the Chunwei exam.

Meteor and Yuxiao were not idle either, they kept walking back and forth, shuttling between the bookshelves, as if they were helping to find books.

Looking at the plate on Dugu Xuejiao's table, the pastries on it have already been eaten, it is obvious that she is very hungry from hard work.

Mrs. Shen touched her little heart, and then left quietly, almost with tears in her eyes.

But when I think of my daughter's thin face, I feel a little distressed.

Quickly asked the small kitchen to make a lot of delicious food, and delivered them over without stopping.

He also specially asked the master chef in the kitchen to make more desserts that nourish the brain, and he must not stop.

One morning, noon and night, there will be three additional trips in between, and six trips will be sent no matter what.

Dugu Moyu, who was recuperating on the bed, heard about this, so he simply asked Dugu Jian to move a small bed to the library, and lay down on it by himself, euphemistically calling it, studying with his sister.

Neither he nor his two elder brothers have ever received this kind of treatment, whether they are participating in the provincial or general examinations.

It’s hard to catch up. If you don’t get some autumn wind, I’m really sorry for the brain-invigorating pastry of the master chef.

In this way, Dugu Moyu lived in the library with a shameless face.

Mrs. Shen couldn't laugh or cry when she heard about it.

He might as well make double copies of all meals in the small kitchen, for fear that Dugu Moyu would eat Dugu Xuejiao's dessert.

In fact, I was quite happy in my heart. Among the three sons, Dugu Moyu was the most worrying.

He wanted to play all day long, and when he was reading, he had to ask Dugu Jian to guard the door, just like guarding against thieves.

It's all right now, Dugu Moyu is full of enthusiasm for reading, and moved all the beds there, so he doesn't have to worry about his son's study anymore.

After General Dugu heard about this, he smiled coldly.

Where is that stinky brat fighting for his strength? It's clearly Qingqing's credit.

Qingqing herself is diligent in learning and asking questions, and even brought her brother on the right path. It must be smoke from the ancestral grave, and the ancestors have opened their eyes.

For this reason, the couple went to the ancestral hall to offer incense to their ancestors.

Wang Yuyan and Jin Zhu also heard about this soon, and at first they found it inconceivable.

But thinking about what Dugu Xuejiao did during this period, it seemed that it was not impossible. No matter what unthinkable things she did now, they were not surprised at all.

Wang Yuyan just went back to her natal home yesterday, met Zhang Jingting and Mrs. Wang, and heard about the incident.

Knowing that Dugu Xuejiao helped her natal family again, she felt very sorry.

I specially asked the small kitchen in the big room to make a lot of ginseng soup to nourish the body, and sent it to the library continuously.

Jin Zhu was already generous, but now that she is the proprietress, she dotes on her only sister-in-law frantically.

Knowing that Dugu Xuejiao likes to eat Jindinglou's dishes, she asked people to buy all the dishes and send them to the General's Mansion in batches every day.

Two to three hundred dishes, three times a day, five dishes at a time, sweet and bitter, hot and cold, all kinds of mix and match.

It will take nearly a month at least to finish delivering the dishes in Jinding Building.

In this way, Dugu Xuejiao originally just wanted to read a book quietly in the library, but in the end she turned the library into a restaurant.

Open the window every day, what floats out is not the smell of books, but the smell of various delicacies.

I don't know, I thought the library was the kitchen of the general's mansion.

After a few days, Dugu Xuejiao didn't change much, but the poor Pianpian son Dugu Moyu gained a lot of weight.

The doctor explained that it is best not to move the left arm, and it is best not to have strenuous exercises.

Dugu Xuejiao was afraid that he would have some sequelae, so she went to General Dugu to ask him for half a month's leave, so she didn't have to go to the martial arts arena.

In this way, Dugu Moyu lay on the bed every day, eating and sleeping except for reading, but he gained a lot of fat.

In fact, my body is fine. After all, I have been practicing since I was a child, and I am all muscles. It is not easy to gain muscle.

Only that face was indeed rounded, and the extra fleshy circle of the chin could be vaguely seen.

Dugu Xuejiao looked at the round and beautiful third brother, laughing until her stomach ached every day.

Dugu Moyu was stimulated by her smile, and felt that he was no longer the most perfect Mr. Pianpian in his sister's mind.

After learning from the pain, he never dared to eat and drink too much. After a while, he changed back to that clean and moist third son.

God knows how he endured it every day, Yaoshou.

The brothers and sisters are in the library every day. Apart from enjoying delicious food from all over the world, what they do most often is to discuss all kinds of strange ancient scrolls.

Especially regarding the strange art that I saw recently, in order to find out the identity of Qiaoqiao and others, I went through all the ancient books about the northwest border.

In fact, Dugu Xuejiao is selfish. Not only does she want to know Qiaoqiao's true identity, but she also wants to take this opportunity to find out the situation of the various tribes in the northwest.

It is estimated that the general's mansion will go to the northwest to suppress the rebellion in a short time. Before that, she must check the details of the various forces.

It's a pity that after searching for several days, I didn't find much useful information, especially there are very few records about the Warigang people.

However, I found records about disguise, puppet and avatar.

While Dugu Xuejiao was studying all kinds of strange arts, she asked someone to send news to Liu Ruyan, asking her to come forward to listen to the news from Fenglou.

Anyway, she won't go to Tingfeng Tower in person, for fear of meeting that person.

After thinking about it, there was only one Liu Ruyan who was the most suitable person, so she found her.

This two-pronged approach is just to make a perfect plan before the war.

Liu Ruyan's work efficiency is extremely high, the task assigned to her the day before, and the news she bought was handed over early the next morning.

She didn't even ask why she bought information about the Waligang people, she just did her best to do things well.

Dugu Xuejiao always felt that she had changed, and seemed to be less defensive towards herself, but she didn't think much about it, thinking that she was touched by her many heroic rescues.

"Qingqing, what are you looking at? So serious, I haven't moved for a long time."

Dugu Moyu's crib was placed in front of Dugu Xuejiao's desk, and she could be seen when she looked up.

It is very convenient to lie on the outside of the table when you straighten your body and look at her.

At the beginning, Dugu Xuejiao strongly opposed it, and there was a big man lying opposite, looking at you from time to time with a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes, how can you read with peace of mind.

But Dugu Moyu was soft-spoken, she couldn't stand it, and in the end she couldn't escape his sharp tongue.

Then it became what it is now.

Dugu Moyu sat up from the bed, resting her chin on the table with her hands, staring at the cowhide roll in front of her without blinking.

As soon as Dugu Xuejiao raised her head, she looked into those moist peach blossom eyes.

When not smiling, those eyes are outstanding and eye-catching, but now when smiling, a pair of clear pupils flow into the bones.

She was a little stunned. How could a person with such eyes kill his father?
(End of this chapter)