She is not deaf, and she heard the word "grandpa" that Mir accidentally said at the beginning.

Grandpa...

It took her two seconds to react before she figured out the meaning of the word. It wasn't because she didn't know, but because she couldn't react due to the amount of information.

Meda Fuli stared at Little Mir for a long time with no expression on her face, looking very frightening.

Even little Mill was frightened by grandma, after all, grandma just hit her.

Grandma had never been so cruel to her.

She shrank her neck and grabbed Yimi to block herself.

After a while, the young grandmother said, "Let's eat."

She came over and took the mop from Mir's hand and put it in the corner.

His complexion improved a lot.

"Huh?" Nora tilted her head, not understanding why her mother suddenly changed her face. Didn't she look very angry just now?

There are five bowls on the table.

Seeing that this little guy is still young and new here, I won't punish her for now.

End of this chapter

Night, by the river.

The rain stopped.

"Hey!"

The bathroom at this time was also very simple, not even considered indoors.

Put a simple screen around one part of the river, set up a technique to disperse idlers, and an advanced technique to prevent prying eyes, and the simple bathroom is completed.

Jumping into the river to wash in summer, holding a basin in winter, warming up the water and jumping in to wash, it’s that simple.

At this time, magic is mostly used in combat, and few people will go to study in the direction of life. There are also nobles in certain kingdoms, and they deliberately do not hide the magic formula or provide convenience for the "untouchables" to ensure their own uniqueness. .

Maedavli, who soaked her feet in the water, was quietly cleaning her body, but her attention was always on the three little things and a cat, preventing them from drowning or catching fish to eat raw.

This piece of water is still relatively shallow, and the three little guys with bare buttocks can play in the water with confidence.

"Your ass is so red." Irene pointed at Mir's ass mockingly.

The little guy fought back dissatisfied: "You still have a slap print on your butt!"

They were all beaten by grandma.

After speaking, Mier quickly took out the communication crystal from the bracelet and took a picture of Little Irene.

Go back and show mom.

(↑I don’t think my butt hurts enough)

Little Irene didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, the communication crystals in this era were only the size of a thumb, and they didn't have a camera function at all.

"Hahaha! Eat my dragon's breath!"

Seeing Irene holding the small wooden bucket and splashing it directly on Mir's face, she burst out laughing.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The little guy coughed choked.

"Irene, don't mess around!" Meda Fuli angrily came over and snatched the barrel away, and kicked her bare buttocks.

Then he pinched Mir's small face and observed it.

The little guy twisted his body dishonestly, and lay on his grandma's body.

"Don't hug my mother, go hug your mother!" Jealous Irene came over and hugged Mir's waist (children don't have waists) and wanted to hug her away, but Mir couldn't be moved.

It was only later that she realized that it wasn't that Mir was unwilling to come down, but that her mother was holding Mir's butt.

"Hmph!" Little Irene kicked the water under her feet vigorously, walked away with tears in her arms and wet Yimi, and went to the side to play.

The sense of crisis in her heart was too great. Although the relationship with Mier had improved a lot after finding Yimi, she still couldn't look at the child with a normal attitude.

Because she discovered that the child taken in by her mother was taking her mother away.

Little Mir reached out and scratched in Irene's direction, but grandma pinched her face and turned to look directly at her: "The person you mentioned earlier... the person with black hair and one eye, when did you know her?" ?”

Mir counted on his fingers, and opened his hands to show ten fingers: "When I was 16 years old!"

"..."

Medavley opened her mouth, and after a long pause, she asked again: "Then is she treating you well?"

Hearing this sentence, Mill subconsciously wanted to sue his grandfather.

But then she glanced at grandma cautiously: "OK."

It's useless to complain to the current grandma, and the grandpa is still the husband of the grandma, and the current grandma still beats people, and she doesn't know her, so naturally she won't turn to her, what if she is unhappy and spanks her?

"Hmm..." She had no questions to ask for now.

He washed Mir casually, and found that there seemed to be no way to wash off the dirt, so he let her go and play.

"Don't run into deep water."

Mir looked at grandma in disbelief.

In the future, grandma never let her come to the river to play in the water.

"Are you my mother or her mother?" Irene yelled aggrievedly.

Medavley opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

She reported Irene back, patted her twice as comfort, and helped her wash up.

She is very strict, but most of the time she will try to take care of her children's mood.

Her precious things are only left with these two flesh and blood, how can she not cherish them?

Little Irene felt a lot of balance in her heart.

After taking a bath, the two sisters happily ran back to their room.

In order to prevent her too young daughter from being afraid of sleeping alone, Meda Fuli asked Nora to share a room with Irene.

Because she usually doesn't sleep at night, she needs to be busy with many things, such as people in the permafrost starting to look for the location of Dragon Valley...

Naturally, she couldn't take care of Nora.

But now it seems that there will be another person in the room where two cubs already live.

Well, Maedavelli originally had some careful thoughts to let Mir sleep with her tonight, but...

"Why can she sleep with you, and you won't let us sleep with you!" This time, little Irene was really wronged, and even choked up.

Why is mother so strict with her and her sister, and so kind to this new kid?

In fact, she and her younger sister picked it up, and this newcomer must have been born to her mother!

No wonder they don't have a father.

Irene kicked Maedavli's calf as if she had eaten the guts of a leopard: "You let her sleep with her mother!"

Then...then Maedavli decided to let Mir sleep in the same room with them.

Irene is very satisfied with this result, she can always supervise Mir not to steal her mother.

Erin's room door.

"Can you speak dragon language?" Meda Fuli knelt down and pressed Mir's shoulder.

"Yes!" Mir happily answered her in Dragon Language, as if showing off the knowledge he had just learned to his parents.

Meda Fuli raised her eyebrows: "Who taught you, that black-haired man? Or your mother?"

"Hmm..." Mir held his fingers in his mouth, quietly watching the young grandma without speaking.

"Hmm..." Meda Fuli nodded.

She stood up, took Mir's hand from her own mouth, wiped the little one's hands with a handkerchief from her pocket, and dabbed some paint on hers.

There is no special paint, but the taste is more bitter than bitter gourd, and the kind that can't be washed off after a week of painting.

Harmless, even rubbing it in the eyes is fine.

Nora also liked to eat hands and hands before, but she corrected them with this thing.

"It's okay, go to bed early." Meda Fuli pushed Mir.

She seemed to be in a good mood.

"Hmm..." Mir looked at his little paw depressedly.

Why does grandma have this thing at this time?The future grandma also put it on her, but hasn't since she discovered her non-dirty properties.

When I was curious, I secretly licked it, and then... I didn't talk to grandma for a day.

Mir stood on tiptoe and opened the door of Irene's room, leaving only grandma standing there looking at the patterns on Mir's clothes thoughtfully.

"Why does she still have face..."

How could she (Anna) still have the face to come back?

……

As soon as he entered the room, a pillow was thrown directly on Mir's face.

Erin, who was standing on the bed, looked at her with a smirk, and threw another pillow at her.

Most of the pillows in this era are semi-hard, but fortunately, Medavley is more careful here, making the pillows light and soft.

Mir puffed up his face, picked up the pillow and rushed over.

My mom never did that to me!

A pillow fight, this is something that the future Irene has never played with her, the nonsense before going to bed, the future Irene can at most tickle her

There is only one bed in this room, but a large bed is enough for three little ones to sleep on it.

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