Mafia King's Adorkable Bride

Yeziyan didn't care about such a sesame mung bean thing.

But there is a new exchange student in the next class. It's not a big deal.

It's just that I haven't eaten the food and snacks cooked by sister Xi for a long time. She really missed it a little, so she called Yun Qingxi when she had nothing to do after class.

"Sister Xi, how are you and brother Ziyu in Nancheng? I haven't seen you for several days, and I haven't seen any new news in your circle of friends."

"I just came here and cleaned up my new house. I just wanted to call you, but I didn't expect you to call." Yun Qingxi said at the other end.

She is now in a supermarket and is going to buy some daily necessities.

"Sister Xi, my brother Ziyu didn't bully you? You're not familiar with Nancheng. Why don't you take brother yeqiu and sister yening with you? In case brother Ziyu bullies you, someone can help you?" Yezi smokes a little ghost.

Yun Qingxi couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "they are from the blood hall. Now your brother Ziyu is in charge of the blood hall. If your brother Ziyu really bullies me, can they help me?"

"Of course," yeziyan nodded without thinking, "if they dare to help brother Ziyu and don't help you, father and mother will throw them into the sea to feed the fish!"

Yunqingxi was more and more amused by her.

However, Uncle Ye and aunt xiaonuan are very kind to her, almost no different from their own daughter.

She also took care of her mother, Qiao Zhen.

This time she came to Nancheng, and Qiao Zhen stayed in Longcheng to continue to do fashion design. It is common for mother and daughter to make a phone call or two every day, but their feelings didn't get cold.

"I don't think you miss me at all. You're just greedy for my snacks. If you're really greedy, you can go to my mother. Her craft is much better than me," said Yun Qingxi.

"No," yeziyan said. "Aunt Qiao Zhen is very busy recently. How can I make snacks for me?"

"Oh?" Yun Qingxi was a little surprised, "but yesterday she told me that she was very free every day."

"That's what you don't know, aunt Qiao Zhen. She's going to..." Ziyan said, suddenly realizing that he missed his mouth and quickly stopped the topic. "Sister Xi, I'm going to class soon. I won't tell you first. For nothing, talk back!"

Then he hung up immediately.

Yun Qingxi: "

What are you going to do?

What's all this and what?

Because the little girl had to go to class, she didn't call to ask, but shook her head, put her mobile phone back in her bag and continued to push her shopping cart around the supermarket.

She bought a pair of slippers for herself and yeziyu. Her own slippers are pink and his slippers are pink and blue. They look lovely and childish.

At the thought of Ziyu wearing pink blue robot cat slippers, she couldn't help laughing.

After a while, she bought all the necessities of life and was going to check out. Unexpectedly, someone bumped her shopping cart.

The cart stumbled and nearly hit the shelf in front of it.

The shelves are full of all kinds of snacks and instant noodles. If you knock them over, all these things will fall off. I really don't know how embarrassing it will be.

Yun Qingxi was still in shock and looked at the man who hit his shopping cart.

It was a little boy who looked five or six years old at most and looked frightened.

Yun Qingxi was very angry. Seeing that the other party was a child, she immediately lost her mind to care about it. She came forward and said, "are you okay, child? Are you hurt?"

Who knows that before the voice fell, a voice came unhappily: "do you walk with long eyes and hurt my son? Do you deserve it?"

Yun Qingxi frowned and looked at the speaker. It was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She was short and fat, wearing gorgeous clothes and a thick gold necklace around her neck.

"That's you. Your eyes should be decorated?" the middle-aged woman waved to the child with an angry face. "Son, come here and let mom see if she's hurt!"

The little boy ran quickly and cried out.

The middle-aged woman looked distressed: "I told you to keep up with your mother. You don't listen. Now, if you were hit, your knees are blue..."

Then he raised his head and shouted at Yun Qingxi fiercely, "you bruised my son's knees. Don't you apologize!"

Yun Qingxi: "

I've seen indiscriminate. I've never seen so indiscriminate.

It's clear that she was the one who was hit. How can children tell right from wrong according to their young age?

"It should be your son who apologized to me, but your son is still young and I don't need him to apologize. But you said I bumped into your son. What evidence do you have? You weren't here just now. You didn't see who bumped into whom. It's false accusation."

"Yo, yo, you still talk to me about framing? Now the little girl's film has poor moral quality, but her mouth is very powerful. You say my son hit you. What evidence do you have? I dare say you have a piece of blue on your leg?" the middle-aged woman said reluctantly.

Yun Qingxi pointed to the camera of the supermarket: "there is surveillance here. Just tune it out and have a look?"

The middle-aged woman's face was a little ugly, and her anger disappeared at once: "even if my son bumped you, he's so young, you shouldn't have the same experience with him..."

"Of course, I don't intend to see things in common with children. What children know is not how adults teach them. Even parents don't distinguish right from wrong. Can I expect him to be reasonable?" Yun Qingxi said.

"You!" the middle-aged woman suddenly became angry.

Yun Qingxi continued with a faint tone: "unfortunately, not everyone in the world is his mother. When he was a child, he didn't distinguish right from wrong. When he grew up, he could only wait to be beaten by the society."

"You wild girl, what are you talking about? How did your parents teach you with such a poisonous mouth!" the middle-aged woman shouted angrily.

However, yunqingxi ignored it at all and went straight to the checkout area with the shopping cart.

She doesn't want to spoil her good mood because of such trivial things.

After she left, the middle-aged woman was still swearing.

Without scolding for a while, a middle-aged man came and wore the same gold ring as her. It looked like her husband.

"Why did you come here? I was bullied just now. Do you know?" the middle-aged woman was angry.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the cloud not far away: "it's the little hoof. Teach her a lesson!"

The man looked at Yun Qingxi's side face and was stunned.

"Why," the middle-aged woman became more and more angry, "you see this little hoof looks a little beautiful, so you're reluctant to do it?"

"What are you talking about?" the man frowned and looked back. "I think this man looks a little like your cousin. What's your cousin's name..."

The middle-aged woman snorted and said angrily again, "what's your memory? You can't even remember a name? My cousin's name is Qiao Zhen."