The General’s Little Peasant Wife

The present is not the same as the past glamorous, her appearance is like a dying old man, although the appearance is still so young, it can not cover the vicissitudes of life and sadness in her eyes.

"Niang Niang came home to see her younger siblings." Jomomo saw Ning Mengyao to go, and began to spoil and sell Meng.

"Well, go home and see your brother, Maple, do you want to leave with us or stay?" The purpose of their coming is to find Jomo Feng, and now people should find nature and should not stay too long.

"Mother, let me go back with you." Jomo Feng left without thinking about it. He really didn't want to stay in this place.

After Ning Mengyao and his wife left with the Jomogan brothers, Feng Xiao came to the unfinished side and reached for her face, her hands gently rubbing on her cheeks.

"Feng Hao, can you help me? I don't want to die, I want to stay with you." Not looking at his still gentle expression, he quickly grabbed his clothes and said anxiously.

Feng Xiong did not hear the same, still gently touched the unfinished cheeks, seems to be very satisfied with her present.

"Feng Yu, you..."

"Don't you see it yet? Jomo, who is not simple, you can't fight him, even if he is just a child." Just now, Jomothan said nothing, he heard it, and he was with ordinary people. The same thing makes Feng Xiao think of one thing.

That is some of the things that Jomo Moss was outside before.

The eyes were slightly squinting. It seems that the kid has already known about these things, but he has no openings.

"Impossible, if you don't help, you can say, why do you want to say this?"

Looking at the already completely changed, Feng Xiao sighed.

"If you don't see his future, it means that he has no future, or his future is written by himself, just like painting." A white rice paper, how to draw it, how to draw it, and finally portray it as a huge Picture.

"I haven't seen the facts yet, don't say that Qiao Mozhen, that is, Qiao Tianchang husband and wife can't provoke you, they are not as simple as you think." Feng Wei looked at the whispering whisper.

"If you don't help me, then you should leave here, don't count me here, I don't want to hear it, you will give me a roll." He said with an angry voice at the door.

Feng Xiao was not angry, just watching it not falling, the smile in his eyes never reached the bottom of his eyes.

"I don't want to stay in this smoky place." Then he turned and left, but he fell to the ground at the moment he left. The words in his mind were said by Jomo, and at the same time it was Fenghua. .

Two different voices caused the crash to collapse. She reached for her head and her face was distorted.

After Feng Xiao walked out of the yard, watching the people on the street come and go, suddenly saw the interest, intend to go around here and go back.

When I finally went back, I packed a small bag and got a lot of toys for the two children, as well as something for Jomofeng.

"These things are not the best. I will tell you what you want after going to the West Coast. I will be able to help you find it." Feng Xiao looked at Jomao Feng’s promise.

Jomo Mapan suddenly felt that the things in his hands seemed to be as heavy as they were.

"I……"

"Well, I haven't forced you to accept anything. I just hope that you are happy every day. It's enough to do things with conscience. As for our relationship, isn't that good?" Feng Xiao smiled hugely. .

The way they both get along now has not been arrogant when they first met.

And Feng Yu is like an encyclopedia. He knows a lot of things, so that every day he has nothing to do, he likes to wrap the story with him.

Such a scene, Feng Yu dream has been there, yes, he will wake up, and then sit for one night, no matter how sleepy or sleepy.

Now, when such a picture appears in front of itself, Feng Xiao thinks that he has got the world.