Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

"Paper, revenge--" Xuan Niang stared at Su Biluo in amazement. It seemed that she would say something like this, "You? Luo'er, do you know what you're talking about? No matter how bad he is, your biological father ! "

Su Biluo wanted to say that Su Dechang's second daughter was dead, but in the face of such a fragile Xuan Niang, she couldn't say it.

"Eh," she said with a long sigh. "What about the biological father? Did he treat me and Qinger as his own? He was so evil, and someone would pick him up."

She was afraid that any heavier words would make Xuan Niang unbearable, so she stopped.

"Eh," Xuan Niang also sighed heavily, "He is evil, and I hate these decades. But whenever I think of him as your two fathers, I don't know what to do?"

Her tears rolled down, and her lips shuddered so hard that she could hear the sound of upper and lower teeth fighting even when speaking.

"I, the injuries I have suffered are really not as painful as those in my heart. I am in conflict, I struggle, in front of your grandparents, I am a sinner; in front of your sisters and brothers, I am also a sinner. I can neither avenge them nor protect you. I hate myself, so useless. Several times, I want to die. But every time the rope hits my neck, I think of you again, I do n’t Courage to die. I do n’t even have the courage to die, you said I ’m useless, Luoer ... "

Suddenly she slapped herself hard and shocked Su Biluo and Su Baiqing.

"Mother--" The two spoke in unison.

One grabbed her hand hard, the other small but cried again.

"Okay," Su Biluo was slightly impatient. "Don't bother you both."

Su Biluo thought that the former owner's character was also like Xuan Niang, fragile glass heart, and easy to complain. Can such three people get together, can those days be so sad and miserable?

"Mother, Qing'er, listen. Whatever happened in the past is a thing of the past. You are now in the General Mansion and will always be in the General Mansion. You have my protection and no one will bully you anymore. So , You must listen to me, and here you will not cry, only laugh! Did you hear me? "

She grinned as if to demonstrate.

Xuan Niang wiped away her tears, and then pulled the corner of her mouth, seeming to be a little far-fetched.

Xiao Baiqing wiped away her tears

It happened that Yingyue took the dim sum, and his attention also turned to delicious dim sum, completely forgetting why he just cried.

Yingyue poured him tea and served him carefully. After a while, he was completely addicted to the food.

Su Biluo looked sad.

She understands such a delicious dim sum, Xiao Baiqing has not tasted it for a long time.

Su Biluo took a piece of snack and put it in Xuan Niang ’s hands: "Mother, you have something to eat first. In the future, you are not allowed to blame yourself again, you are not allowed to say frustrated words, and you are not allowed to cry. You are at ease. Soon, your daughter will avenge you. Even if your daughter ca n’t, do n’t you still have a son-in-law? ”

"Son-in-law?" Xuan Niang froze for a moment, then eased her thoughts and nodded like garlic. "Yeah, I have a son-in-law. My son-in-law is a great general in the world, but he is not ... "

"He's not dead, mother. Am I also alive? I'm not dead, how can he die?" Su Biluo's voice to his mother was as relaxed as possible.

"Oh, not dead, that's fine, that's fine ..." Xuan Niang's happy eyes burst into tears again. She held Su Biluo's hand tightly and looked at her daughter carefully up and down.

"Luo'er, look at you like this, you are right to marry in the General's Mansion. That General will hurt you so much?" Xuan Niang asked comfortably.

"Uh--" Su Biluo felt poor for the first time.

Does Xiang Gong treat her as "painful" or "not painful"?

She really didn't understand, it didn't matter that it just got better, and before it was too late, she went to war.

"Mother, hurry up and eat, this lotus cake, your favorite food. Here is to eat, drink and live well, then I am at ease."

Su Biluo quickly changed the subject and greeted him.

At this point, enter the painting to save the scene.

She brought in the little girl carrying plate after plate of delicacies, and Xuan Niang was stunned.

She was originally a rich lady, not that she has never seen delicious food, but just knowing that these are prepared for her, she was a little bit spoiled. People who have been mistreated for too long naturally become humble, even in front of the daughter who flew up the branch to become a phoenix.

"Sister, I'm going to eat this--" Xiao Baiqing yelled at the big drumstick.

Su Biluo turned to look at him and smiled kindly: "Okay, take whatever you want to eat. Also, you must use chopsticks!"

With her eyes, she stopped Yingyue who wanted to help him.

Seeing Xiao Baiqing, she has a sense of responsibility as an elder sister. From then on, if Xiao Baiqing stayed in the general's palace, then teaching him would become her responsibility.

The child who grew up under her eyelids, Su Bilu never allowed him to be as cowardly as Xuan Niang, nor did he allow him to treat his son like a boy like Su Baiyu.

And teaching a child, of course, must be dissolved into the subtleties of daily life.

Su Biluo, who has a modern educational ideology, will naturally not play cards according to card principles.

Su Baiqing didn't dare to listen to this, and took the chopsticks to clamp it.

I clipped the clip, dropped the clip, and tossed back and forth several times before finally getting the chicken legs back into the bowl.

Xuan Niang saw in her eyes, a slight smile on her jaw: "It's so good, Luo'er, I will ask you to teach Qinger in the future."

"Relax, mother. When the storm passes, I will ask him to go to the private school." Su Biluo also smiled.

The always-introducing painting quickly said: "In fact, if the young master of his family wants to study, he can ask the teacher to come back to teach. What kind of private school do people in the general's palace go to?"

Su Biluo sneered: "No nonsense. If you have the ability to learn more, you can ask the teacher to come back to teach, otherwise, I will go to the private school first."

When he entered the painting, he quickly twitched his tongue and dared not talk more.

Xuan Niang played round: "I just said that I listened to my elder sister, let my elder sister education."

Su Biluo smiled and hugged Su Baiqing: "Qing'er, do you want to learn martial arts? After learning martial arts, you don't have to be afraid that brother Bo Yu bullied you. If they bully their mother again, you can protect her. Now, do you want to learn? "

"Think!" Su Baiqing immediately put down his beloved chicken leg and turned his head to watch Su Biluo, a pair of bright eyes burning with flames.

"Just think about it!"

This time, Su Biluo picked up the big chicken leg and put it in Su Baiqing's hands: "Qing'er, you can let go of it. Eat as much as you want, and eat enough to practice martial arts. Your master is Sister Yingyue and the painting Sister. Learn their martial arts and find you a better teacher. "