Godly Farmer Doctor: Arrogant Husband, Can’t Afford to Offend!

Both the old lady and Liu’s face changed greatly. They rushed forward and circled around Baizhuzhu and Bai Erzhu. When the two returned empty-handed, there was a half-and-a-half shadow.

"This is what is going on? How do you make this look? White?" The old lady asked urgently.

Bai Dazhu slammed something, and then pushed the arm of Bai Erzhu next to him: "You said."

Bai Erzhu laughed: "You are the big brother, you are."

The old lady finally returned to God, watching the two sons look like this, not only did not make a white face, but also wasted her a hundred dollars, and even brought this injury back.

She swept the eyes of the outside of the eyes and looked at the curious smile, and immediately coldened her face, Shen Sheng said: "Go into the house and say."

The old lady played the house, and the white pillar and the white column were twisted and pinched.

Entering the house, the old lady turned to Liu Shidao: "Close the door."

When the old lady taught Zhao Lan and Bai Yu, she never avoided people, and even deliberately taught them in front of outsiders, so that she could show her status in this white house and show her ability.

She can teach her son, but she is rarely in the face of outsiders. For her, the son is the face of this white family.

"That, what is going on?" The old lady sat down at the table and squinted at Bai Zhuan and Bai Erzhu.

Bai Erzhu hurriedly pointed at Bai Dazhu: "All the big brothers, if not him, I will not lose."

Bai Dazhu heard the words, his eyebrows stood up, and he said: "Is it strange? I haven't said that you are blaming you. Have you eaten a few? I can eat two more than you. Why do you blame me?"

The two brothers made a quarrel with me, and the face of the old lady was getting worse.

"You all give me a shut-up, don't you say that you will come back with white face? What about it?" asked Mrs. Bai.

Bai Erzhu shrunk his neck, his eyes did not dare to fall on his mother's face, and he groaned with a scorpion: "I, we also want to bring white noodles back, but we lose, white noodles naturally can't take us, so, so ——"

Mrs. Bai felt that her brain was a little painful. She suppressed the evil fire and asked: "Since the white noodles have not been earned, then I will give you one hundred yuan? Can you get it back?"

The brothers looked at each other and hurriedly lowered their heads. No one would speak.

White old is not too angry, roaring: "I am talking to you, you are dumb? Is there any money for the one hundred yuan?"

Bai Dazhu saw that the second brother always refused to sing, and he couldn’t help himself. He finally said: "Don’t mention, for this hundred pennies, I and the two pillars have a fight with the boss, the money is not going, but instead I was hit by this injury."

They don't hurt, they are all skin wounds. They just look ugly. It will be good in a few days. The clothes are torn apart by themselves. They just want to make themselves look even worse. I hope my mother can see them. After a slap in the face, I was not hurt by them for the white face and the one hundred dollars. . .

Granny is not a light white gas, copied these two guys wanted to hit the guy disappointing meal, they can look at this one hurt and Xiabu Qu hand, after all, their son, is not Zhaolan Angelica two Deaf people.

"But it, I shouldn't believe you yesterday. How can there be such a good thing in the world? The white noodles are free to send, and the bosses can't die?" As the saying goes, this day will definitely not drop the pie for no reason.