I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

As night falls, the Milky Way crosses the sky.

There is no dinner in the Cang’s house.

In the master bedroom, the sky was thunderous and fire, and Cang Lan and Qu Yiqing cordially greeted each other’s ancestors for eighteen generations.

The woman who scolded her eyes opened her teeth and danced her claws, scratching a bloodstain on the man’s face.

In the west wing room, the little fart who listened to the fierce quarrel between his father and his mother squatted on the ground, his hands tightly covered his ears, and his small face was as white as paper.

It was not until the willows on the moon that the two members of the Cang family gradually stopped.

In the east room, the girl lay on her stomach in the bed, feeling a hot tingling pain in her butt, and tears soaked the pillow cloth.

“Crunch~”

The door was suddenly pushed open a crack.

The girl looked up.

What came into view was the little fart child’s face with a flattering smile.

“Why don’t you sleep so late?”

the girl wiped her tears.

“Hehe~”

The little fart child grinned and raised the kitchen knife in his hand.

“What are you going to do?!” the

girl was startled.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m not here to kill you. The

little fart came closer, blinked his big round eyes, and looked the girl up and down.

“You… Why don’t you tell your mother that those nests and nests are ruined by me?”

“Whew~

” Cang Xue breathed a long sigh of relief and said, “It hurts a lot for the righteous mother to beat people, and you haven’t been beaten before.”

“I’m two years older than you, hard bones, thick flesh, and resistant to beatings. ”

Look at the bloodstain on the butt position of the girl’s profane pants.

The little fart boy stretched out a thumb at the girl, “You are the most moralistic person I have ever seen in Cangyu.”

“I decided, I’m going to worship you.”

Cang Xue’s face was full of stunned expressions.

Without waiting for the girl’s reaction, the little fart had already run out of the east wing room.

Soon he returned with a large white bowl.

A kitchen knife in your right hand, gently stroke your left index finger.

“Shhhh

Cang Xue cried and laughed, “Who did you learn this from?” The

little fart said proudly: “These are the old village chief’s ancient secrets, they are knowledge, I stole two pounds of bacon from the family in exchange.”

The old village chief said that knowledge is priceless, and I am the only one in the village.

Cang Xue was speechless, but still cut her fingers and dripped a few drops of blood into the bowl.

The little fart child carefully carried the big white bowl and slowly knelt on his knees.

His expression was as serious as an adult, “The emperor is above, from now on, from this moment on, I Cangyu and Cangxue are sisters and brothers.” ”

Death and life are entrusted to each other, and the murderer saves each other.” Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and adversity supports each other.

“This oath is evidenced by the sun and the moon, and heaven and earth learn together, and immortals, demons, and gods listen to it.”

“If anyone betrays, he shall not die, and all will condemn him.” ”

Raise your little head and drain most of the bowl of blood in one go.

The little fart boy handed the big white bowl to Cang Xue with a serious look, “It’s your turn.”

Cang Xue muttered softly: “Childish~

” immediately took the big white bowl, “The emperor is on top, from now on, from this moment on, I Cangxue and Cang Yu are brothers and sisters.” ”

Dead and alive…”

watched the girl drink the remaining half bowl of blood.

The little fart boy had a mouth full of milk teeth and cried out sweetly, “Sister!”

“I’m sure to protect you well.”

“I will never allow anyone to bully you.

“Except, of course, my mother-in-law. Cang

Xue: “…”

It seems that only your mother likes to bully me the most.”

……

The second year of Fuling, the blazing summer.

Cang’s backyard.

Cang Yu shrieked: “Since I accompanied the great king on his crusade to the west and war, I have suffered from wind and frost and toiling year after year.

Cang Xue raised his voice: “The gun picked several generals in the Han battalion, even if they are brave, how to beware of being buried on ten sides.” ”

Good!” Under

the shade of the tree, Cang Lan and Qu Yiqing, who were sitting on the stone bench, applauded one after another.

About a moment later.

In the east wing room, Cang Lan stuffed the heavy money bag into the girl’s hand.

“Xue’er, this time I will go to the cave with your righteous mother, the short time is ten days and a half moon, the long is two or three months, in short, I will definitely come back during the autumn harvest.

“Yu’er is mischievous, you are optimistic about him.” The money is spent casually, and the two of you go to town for a good meal in your spare time.

“Remember, don’t buy clothes, jewelry, rouge and the like, there are too many profiteers in town.”

“Wait for the righteous father to come back and bring it to you.” The

girl nodded obediently.

Inside the master bedroom.

Qu Yiqing was also instructing the little fart child, “Yu’er, remember that the Danjiao is a red flower, and the net horn is a green leaf.”

“Daddy doesn’t have the talent you have, and you can barely keep the Cangjia drama class to death.”

“You are a great talent who will enter the pear garden in the future, and you are destined to become a famous dan comparable to the ancestor of the Cang family.” ”

As the old saying goes, interlacing is like a mountain.

“However, in our opera world, the corner is also separated by the mountain.

“Son, after my mother leaves, no matter how much that little slut coerces and seduces you, don’t teach her to sing.”

The little fart child wondered: “Why, mother, my sister’s talent is obviously better than mine.”

The woman said seriously: “My foolish son, the sun does not see the moon, and the king does not see the king.”

“That little wild seed’s mind is not on the pure horn at all, and he is bent on being a horn.

“Since you know that her talent is better than yours, you should have more eyes.” ”

Don’t fucking chase behind people’s asses every day, sister long sister short.”

“Did you hear that?!”

the woman screamed.

“Good, good, got it. The

little fart looked disdainful.

……

The sky is white with a fish’s belly.

A fresh breeze.

Cang Lan squatted by the gate of the courtyard and swallowed the clouds, and several nephews of the Ben family carried the drama box onto the carriage.

In the west wing room, Qu Yiqing looked at his son on the wooden bed, and his heart was full of reluctance.

“He’s only four years old, and I didn’t hold him as long as the maid.

“The number of feedings can be counted with two slaps. The

woman covered her son with a quilt and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of the child’s mouth.

At the door of the room, Cang Xue didn’t say a word.

“Remember, the eggs in the basket were bought by me for Yu’er, and you are not allowed to eat them secretly.” ”

Also,”

the woman suddenly turned around, staring at the girl.

“What are you?”

the girl said without thinking, “I’m a boy, not a girl.” The

woman’s expression was better, “Remember this sentence in your heart and deepen your flesh and bones.” ”

……

Three poles in the day.

Wang Haoyang, the old village chief of Changliu Village, and his son Wang Ye wore straw hats and squatted in their own land.

Worriedly looked at the corn seedlings in the field.

It’s too hot and hot this summer.

The sun is basking on the body, as if someone has poured a fire, and the skin is burning.

Wang Ye picked up a piece of earthen pimple, just lightly exerted force, and kneaded it into powder, more like sand.

“Dad, it’s over, this year is doomed to nothing. Wang

Haoyang was smoking a dry cigarette, and his face was like the bark of an old tree.

The ravine-like wrinkles squirmed for a while before asking, “Is there still water in the Cui River?” Wang

Ye shook his head, “There is only some mud left.” ”

God doesn’t want to cry, what can ordinary people do.

Wang Haoyang slammed the dry smoke pole on the field that was shining with the sun, and it splashed all over the place.

“What about the well water?”

Wang Ye said irritably: “The water level is not as good as a day, and it sinks extremely quickly, barely enough for the daily needs of the people in the village.” ”

Alas~

” Wang Haoyang sighed for a long time: “How can this year’s grain tax be handled~

” Wang Ye said with a sad face: “Dad, people can’t live anymore, pay back the grain tax?

Suddenly, a slender figure holding a small wooden barrel came into the eyes of the father and son.

Wang Haoyang: “It seems to be the goddaughter adopted by the Cang family.” He

looked at the girl who was bent by the bian stretcher.

Wang Ye suddenly slapped his thigh, “Yes, dad, doesn’t the Cang family have a private well~”

….

PS: The heroine should be called the righteous father and mother, sorry, my pot.

I forgot about the college entrance examination tomorrow, sorry.

I wish all senior students a happy college entrance examination.