Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

Ji Shumo felt ridiculous when he heard this. He left the pheasant in his hand and looked at the cypress straight: "in the eyes of the world, I'm already dead. Ji's family is dead. Who will pay attention to me?"

"Little mo, don't say that." Cypress looked at the sadness and hatred in Ji's eyes, and he had a bad feeling in his heart: "I know you feel bad in your heart, but you are still young now. You should learn to keep a low profile, you know?"

"To keep a low profile or to muddle along!" Ji Shumo kicks the pheasant in front of him, stares at him and says a word.

"Little mo!" Cypress some helpless, sighed, a low drink.

"Ji Shumo, what's wrong with you? Well, what are you crazy about? Brother cypress has made you angry. You should do this. " When Du Cao came in, he saw the chicken feathers and internal organs scattered all over the ground, and the fierce Ji Shumo, subconsciously scolding.

Ji Shumo heard this, his face is even more gloomy, coldly looked at the grass, brush away.

What's the matter with this kid? What's this?

Du Cao was puzzled by Ji xumo's eyes. He frowned and looked at the cypress and the mess: "did you quarrel?"

"No, Xiaomo is just in a bad mood." The cypress sighed and bent down to clean up the mess on the ground.

Du Cao hurried forward, grabbed in front of the cypress, and whispered: "brother cypress, I'll do it. I think you are so kind to that smelly boy, which makes him proud."

While working, Du Cao's mouth is still reading.

Cypress has been used to the appearance of Du Cao. She smiles gently, and then says in a low voice: "it's normal for Xiao Mo to carry too much on his back and get angry. Don't worry about him."

Du Cao doesn't understand. Why does cypress always help that smelly boy talk?

"Brother cypress, why are you so eccentric?" Du grass shriveled shriveled mouth, Wei qubaba looked at the cypress.

"You can play with these little tempers, are you ready? It's time to cook. " Cypress gently rubbed Du grass's hair, gentle with a trace of doting.

Du Cao was immediately impressed by the cypress's smile. He handed the cleaned pheasant to brother cypress: "Hey, since brother cypress has spoken for him, I'll be better to that smelly boy in the future."

Yes, women in love are so easy to satisfy.

Like a look, a gentle word, will let her be elated, even forget the past.

Ji Shumo stood outside the door, listening to the two people's dialogue, clenched his fist, eyes hidden strong sadness and hatred.

How he wanted to go back to Kyoto and die with those people to avenge the family of more than 300 people.

But Ji Shumo knows that he doesn't have that ability now. In those people's eyes, he is just like an ant. He can be crushed to death at will!

It's such a damned powerlessness again!

Ji Shumo clenched his fist, his eyes were deep, and soon, he slowly opened his hand. Even if he can't help those people now, it doesn't mean that he can't help them all his life. Sooner or later, he will stand in front of everyone and be ashamed of them!

Because Du Zhang's body is still very weak, so Du Cao specially made pheasant soup, put a lot of herbs, and brought it to Du Zhang's room.

"Grandma, I made Chicken Soup for you. Would you like to taste it?" Du Cao pulled out a smile and went to Du Zhang's side.

Du Zhang looked at Du Cao happily, nodded and said softly, "OK, grandma's grass will take care of her when she grows up."

Then he took the chicken soup in Du Cao's hand, scooped out a piece of chicken, and cried with a smile: "baby, come here to eat meat."

The sound of baby makes duckweed red. Baby, she will never come back. She won't come to sell cute meat when they eat.

Du Zhang's waiting for a long time did not wait for the baby to come, but felt a little strange: "this little thing is promising today, the meat is not eaten."

"Grandma, you can eat first. It's not good to drink when it's cold." Du Cao did not dare to let Du Zhang see his red eyes.

Du Zhang's body was weak, his spirit was not enough, and he didn't have much energy to ask carefully. After a few mouthfuls of soup, he lay down and fell asleep.

Du caozai carefully helped grandma to pulse. After she was sure that grandma was getting better, she was relieved. Looking at the remaining pieces of meat in the bowl, she felt even worse.

If the baby is still in the meat will not be left, right?Wipe wipe don't know when tears fall down, duckweed turned and walked out.

"Why are you crying again?" Ji Lyric ink negative hand standing outside, looking at the weeping Du grass, some distressed.

When Du Cao heard this, he wiped his tears hard and said: "people cry when they are sad. What does it have to do with you? I miss my baby, can't I? "

"I'll show you it." For the first time, Ji did not obstinate with Du Cao, but with a trace of tenderness and helplessness.

When duckweed heard this, he nodded with tears in his eyes

Two people came out of the house and walked toward the south hill. Looking at the small mound of earth, Du Cao felt even more uncomfortable. She knew that the baby who was alive yesterday had no life now. She was lying here dead and could not be coquettish any more.

"Baby, I'm sorry. It's heartless to come to see you after such a long time. Don't worry. Grandma is fine. Thank you. Thank you very much."

Du Cao squatted down, looking at the small mound in front of him, murmuring.

Ji Lyric did not forget the things in the daytime. I can remember the neat way to deal with Du Cao.

At first, he didn't feel like a ten-year-old child at all. But now when he looks at Du Cao's Thoughts on a small mound, Ji Shumo suddenly feels that Du Cao is just a child who hasn't grown up.

"He can't hear what you say now." Ji Lyric ink handed a piece of PA Zi in the past, said a gentle.

Du Cao didn't pick up the handkerchief. He just pulled Ji's sleeve and wiped his nose and tears on it. He said: "you are a suckling smelly boy. What do you know? You have never had a pet. Do you know that in my heart, the baby is my family. "

Ji Shumo looked at the unidentified objects on his sleeve and gave a white glance: "the life of a mouse for the life of a relative, you earn."

When Du Cao heard this, his face became extremely ugly. Although what the smelly boy said was true, why did he feel so bad when he heard this!

"Ji Shumo, if you can't speak, just shut up, OK?" Du Cao mercilessly white Ji Lyric ink one eye, those good impressions accumulated during the day, in this moment, disappear.

Hearing this, Ji Shumo sneered: "if you can exchange, I am willing to use anything in the world for my family's life."