60s: Petite Wife

Han Qixiu was still very obedient, and he stopped rubbing the little girl's head when he heard the words, although he felt that the hand felt quite good, it was easier to rub than the squeamish Persian cat he used to raise, and it was more interesting to play.

Thinking of the tragic death of the beloved pet Jiaojiao, Han Qixiu's eyes darkened, and the aura on his body became cold, so cold that Shen Jiao shook involuntarily and took a half step back.

Han Qixiu realized that he frightened the little girl, restrained his mood, glanced at the dead rabbit in the basin, and said with a smile, "Is the knife I gave you easy to use?"

Shen Jiao sighed, she was grateful for Han Qixiu's dagger, this dagger helped her deal with wild wolves several times!

"Good job, thank you Brother Han!" Shen Jiao said a belated thank you.

Han Qixiu waved his hand indifferently: "Use it first, and I'll find something better for you later."

Shen Jiao asked with concern, "Brother Han, have you also been sent to the farm to reform through labor?"

Han Qixiu laughed, his concern for the little girl was very useful, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it again, and said with a smile: "Of course not, who would dare to transform the young master? The young master can't kill him, I just came to play, temporarily live in Ma Family."

Shen Jiao let go of her heart, even if she didn't know Han Qixiu well, she didn't want to see Han Qixiu in trouble. From this point of view, Han Qixiu was the one who eats meat and eats white noodles every day in Ma Xinghua's mouth, but Han Qixiu is not scary. Ah, why is Sister Xinghua so afraid of him?

The bigger and the more timid she became, Shen Jiao despised Ma Xinghua in her heart, turned around and took out a bowl from the cupboard, filled with a bowl of mutton bone soup and handed it over.

"Brother Han drinks the mutton bone soup, but it's fresh, not muted at all."

Han Qixiu glanced at the little girl's big blue eyes, his heart moved, he couldn't help but reached out and touched Shen Jiao's head again, and muttered: "Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, no one dares to bully you when I'm around!"

Shen Jiao was inexplicable when she heard it, no one was bullying her now, but she didn't say anything, just thanked her and went to clean up the rabbit.

Han Qixiu drank the mutton bone soup in two mouthfuls, put the bowl on the stove, saw Shen Jiao's clumsy technique, walked over and said to her, "I'm here, look at how I made it."

He took the dagger and swiped lightly on his belly, and a piece of skin was cracked, but the flesh under the skin was not broken at all. It can be seen that Han Qixiu's strength was just right, not more or less.

Shen Jiao could only see the gleam of the knife, and after a while a perfect rabbit skin came off. There was a red rabbit lying in the basin. Han Qixiu swiped again, and the rabbit opened its stomach. Wash it with hot water, put it in a big bowl, and then cut the whole rabbit into pieces, just like cutting tofu. In less than a quarter of an hour, a rabbit will be clean and fresh, and it can be served directly in the pot. fried.

"Brother Han, you are really amazing, Brother Hongqi is not as fast as you!" Shen Jiao couldn't help but praise her with admiration.

Unexpectedly, Han Qixiu didn't appreciate it, his face was stunned, and he said displeasedly: "I can't be called Brother Hongqi in the future, just Ma Hongqi."

Shen Jiao was a little unhappy, who are you to me, why should you call me someone else's name or brother?

"I'm just called Brother Hongqi, it's not polite to call your name." Shen Jiao pouted and retorted.

Han Qixiu's face darkened subconsciously, and Shen Jiao took a few steps back in fright, just like a frightened bunny, looking at Han Qixiu in panic, not understanding why this man was going crazy again.

"My name, it's not good to be called brother!" Han Qixiu was very dissatisfied with Shen Jiao's fear of herself, and raised her voice a little.

Shen Jiao's body trembled again, but she dared to retort: ​​"Then I still call you Brother Han, or I will call you by your name in the future."

How dare you not call him brother?

Rebelled?

Han Qixiu's face darkened even more, the air pressure on her body was so low that it could rain, Shen Jiao took a few steps back, Han Qixiu looked even more angry, and shouted, "Come closer!"

Shen Jiao, who was aggrieved in her heart, couldn't hold back her tears and cried, "Don't go there, Grandpa didn't even say I was wrong to call me brother, why are you murdering me? Woo, if you drink my soup, you're still murdering me, You have no conscience!"

Han Qixiu, who was full of anger, was like bathing in the spring rain. He suddenly vented his anger and started to blame himself. He seemed to be a little fierce just now.

And Shen Jiao's cry made him wonder whether to laugh or cry, she was really a cheapskate, but it was just a bowl of mutton bone soup, so he had no conscience?

"Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, it's my fault, I shouldn't have murdered you!" Han Qixiu's voice was soft enough to melt water. The Han family was not in front of him, otherwise they would think that Han Xiaobawang was a ghost.

Shen Jiao wasn't so easy to coax, she was still choking, the tip of her nose was red and her eyelashes were wet. Seeing that Han Qixiu's heart softened a bit, she walked over and took out a handkerchief with a blue edge on a white background and wiped it for her. tears.

Han Qixiu's handkerchief had a very nice smell, which was different from the sweet scent on Shen Jiao's own handkerchief, but a faint scent that was not fragrant. If Shen Jiao was a modern girl, she would know that the scent was called '' boy's hormones'.

After Han Qixiu wiped away her tears, Shen Jiao realized that she and Han Qixiu were too close to her just now, her face blushed, and she said angrily, "Is your handkerchief clean?"

Han Qixiu smiled wickedly: "Of course it's not clean, I wiped the **** on the road just now!"

Shen Jiao knew it was a lie when she saw his expression, glared at him angrily, and ignored him with puffed cheeks.

Han Qixiu sighed, he couldn't stand up to this squeamishness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't know if he owed her several million taels of silver in his previous life!

"I shouldn't have murdered you, but it's not right for you to be called Brother Ma Hongqi. You and him are not related to each other, so why are you called Brother Ren?" Han Qixiu patiently reasoned with Shen Jiao.

Shen Jiao pushed her back: "Then I'm also close to you, so why should I call you brother?"

Han Qixiu was speechless, stunned for a while, Shen Jiao lifted her chin proudly, her small appearance was quite rare, but Han Qixiu was too rare, she burst out laughing, and rubbed on top of her head for a while.

"Xiaozui is quite able to say it, why are I not related to you, I also gave you a dagger, can a dagger be given in general friendship?" Han Qixiu fooled the little girl, but the little girl was not so good at fooling.

"Then I'll return the dagger to you." Shen Jiao picked up the dagger and was about to stuff it back to Han Qixiu.

Han Qixiu's anger came up again, and before it reached the top of her head, the little **** the opposite side began to have tears in her eyes again, yes, her anger slammed back to her dantian.

"How can there be any reason to return what was sent out? Okay, you can call your brother if you want, but you have to call behind my back, don't let me hear." Han Qixiu gave in for the first time in fifteen years. He comforted himself, Anyway, it's not a big problem of principle, it's okay to let the squeamish bag.

The increasingly timid Shen Jiao's claws probed forward again, and hummed, "You murdered me just now!"

Shen Jiao was very concerned about the fact that Han Qixiu murdered her. For some reason, she felt that Han Qixiu shouldn't have murdered her.

Han Qixiu gave in all the way to the end: "It's my fault, I shouldn't kill you!"

"It was you who was wrong!"

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