The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 322 Chapter 322: The Young Spring Shirt Was Thin (5)

"Brother Ci, my father is using tea in the lobby."

Wei Ci came out of Jiang Yanji's house and took a break to visit the teacher's house.

Although Mr. Yuan Jing is famous in Kyushu, he is the most famous celebrity in the world, but his life is simple, the area of ​​the house is not small, the setting in the house is very casual, and the scenery in the yard is bought by himself. With a natural wild interest.

He had just raised his hand and knocked on the door. The door had opened on its own, and a slightly young and energetic face came out of the door.

The door was opened by the youngest daughter of the teacher, and the most beloved old woman—Zhu Qingning.

Wei Ci smiled and narrowed his sleeves. "Is this master's thing like God?"

Qing Ning directly dismantled Mr. Yuan Jing's table, and said playfully, "It's not. It's clearly that the three or five in the hospital suddenly ran away in joy, and the father couldn't help but he knew it was Brother Brother Ci. My brother said so terribly. "

Thirty-five is a kitten that Mr. Yuan Jing accidentally picked up. Before giving birth and having difficulty giving birth, it happened that Wei Ci was a guest on the house and was pulled by Qingning to help. Finally, he gave birth to four pure black cats. This is the case, San Wu is very close to Wei Ci.

Because of this incident, Wei Ci was no less laughed at by a few close friends, and of course there was malicious ridicule.

Those men teased him maliciously, threatening that if he did not succeed in the future, he would still be a birth-delivery for the woman.

For these malicious words, Wei Ci just smiled suddenly and didn't take it seriously.

Thinking of the teacher drinking tea in the hall and being harassed by the three or five, he could not help but start to smile.

Seeing his appearance, Qingning could not help but flushed his cheeks.

She was one step behind, followed by a small step, biting her lower lip gently, and asked shyly, "Brother Ci, did you just return from visiting a friend?"

"Yeah." Wei Ci said, "It's Master's birthday in early March, so you need to get back earlier."

Qing Ning said with a loud voice, "So ... Brother Ci can remember what day it was on February 16."

"February 16?" Wei Ci froze for a moment. "Ci knows that February 15th is the Flower Festival. What day is it?"

Qing Ning showed disappointment and tried to cover up the unhappiness on the face. Fortunately, she had already arrived at the front hall, and she hurried away with her head down.

Wei Ci is puzzled. Is the child's mind so difficult to understand now?

Mr. Yuan Jing frowned when he saw the younger daughter's gesture, but he didn't speak out.

"Master." Wei Ci saw the ceremony.

"No need to be polite."

Mr. Yuan Jing clasped his struggling three-five with one hand, and twisted his messy sleeves, looking at some embarrassment.

Wei Ci smiled, and said, "If the Master can't hold the three or five, let the disciples take care of it and hold the three or five for you."

He had just finished speaking, and Mr. Yuan Jing let go, three or five rushed into Wei Ci's arms, and found a comfortable place to lie down.

Mr. Yuan Jing secretly poked his lips, and was hooked away by a young and young man, and the old man was disgusted.

"I just saw you and Wu Niang talking happily. I don't know what to talk about?"

Qingning was five at home, so many elders called her five mothers again.

Wei Ci bluntly said, "Wu Niang asked her disciples, can you remember what day February 16 was ..."

Mr. Yuan Jing sighed and said, "February 16 is the birth of Wu Niang."

Wei Ci was in his place, his hands around his neck stopped, and he could not help but come up with an absurd idea.

In Wei Ci's view, this is indeed ridiculous.

He still pretended not to understand, and smiled, "I wanted to ask my disciples for birthday gifts."

Mr. Yuan Jing fluttered his face and pierced Wei Ci's cover.

"After February 16th, Wu Niang is thirteen. It's time to say pro."

Having said that, Wei Ci seemed too much to continue pretending not to understand, and he had to smile bitterly.

"Tsz grew up watching Wu Niang and was seven or eight years older than her. Only when she was a younger sister would there be such thoughts."

"I know that you are living as a monk and do n’t care about these worldly things, but Wu Niang is very young ..." It ’s a pleasure to be a teacher, depending on your wishes. "

After all, he is a student he likes. Mr. Yuan Jing can also say that he grew up watching Wei Ci, knowing that this person has a spleen. Old father, naturally hope she has a good life.

Wei Ci was startled, and the three or five in his arms noticed his emotional changes, patted Wei Ci with a meat pad, and meowed several times.

"Disciple, don't mean this," Wei Ci shook his head. "Not to mention, Ci didn't want to hurt her."

In fact, Wei Ci almost married when he was fifteen.

It was only when the two exchanged Geng posts that the woman was scared to regret marriage.

Regardless of regretful marriage, his reputation was almost ruined.

Now he is still willing to be friends with him, they are all true friends, Wei Ci is very rare.

No matter which door or house, if you see Wei Ci's character, who would dare to marry?

Mr. Yuan Jing rolled his eyes secretly, and Wei Ci's remarks fooled those foolish people. It was not enough to fool him.

According to the Eight Characters, those who believe will naturally be restrained, and those who don't believe will be unharmed.

Mr. Yuan Jing sighed, "By the way, the old man isn't as snoring as that."

Wei Ci's expression froze, and she seemed to think of something, which meant to avoid it.

"Little girls are the least qualitative. They like certain things very quickly, and when they have substitutes, they empathize quickly." Mr. Yuan Jing said quietly. The appearance is not inferior to yours, it is estimated that this matter has passed. "

Wei Ci was slightly awkward.

He looks so funny.

Would you like to find his parents in this matter?

However, Mr. Yuan Jing expressed his attitude, which also made Wei Ci slightly relieved.

He lied just now. He did not regard Qing Ning as a sister, but as a daughter or granddaughter.

He changed his mind considering the issue of seniority.

Wei Ci talked with Mr. Yuan Jing a little bit, and then was passed by the teacher, saying there was something to tell him.

Mr. Yuan Jing watched Wei Ci leave with three or five, silently, his eyes turned to the screen on the side of the hall.

"Have you heard?"

Qing Ning pursed her lips, tears in her eyes, bloodshot eyes, and tears on her face.

"Shouldn't have thoughts. Broke out early. I will find a real good for you for my father. Good, there are more good men in the world. Although not all are as good as fathers, they are better than children There are many people who are not filial. "

Mr. Yuan Jing loves his little daughter, but it is not without principles.

Only Wei Tzu is a bit troublesome.

"I'm just ... I don't believe Brother Ci's life will defeat his wife, his son, his father, his mother, and his father, and his father, and his father, and their father.

"I'm not afraid of your father, but they have people in their hearts and you can't squeeze in. Why is this so hard?"

Qingning listened, and suddenly began to cry again.

Father, this is not the same as saying at the beginning.

_ (: з ”∠) _ The ancients got married too early, and Wei Ci has been able to clean up for so many years, for a reason. This setting is considered to be the personal bad taste of shiitake mushrooms, and it is also a memory of the past two years. Yes, there is something wrong with Wei Ci's character.

(End of this chapter)