The General’s Little Peasant Wife

"Mother, you are so powerful." Peas eyes looked brightly at Ning Mengyao.

"The peas are also very powerful." This is not the fact that Ning Mengyao is talking about it, but the fact.

The current peas also have a lot of rumors in the piano, but there are still some tenderness in his technique. His talent is the best among several children. One day he will certainly become an amazing violinist.

Peas kept shaking his head: "I don't have a mother."

"Niang Niu, we didn't listen to you playing the piano." Jomothan walked over and said dissatisfied.

"Yes, mother, we haven't heard you play the piano, you don't know that you will play the piano." Jomo Feng was also very surprised.

Ning Mengyao stunned and then laughed: "I really play the piano, do you still listen?"

"I want to listen." Doudou nodded, watching Ning Mengyao's eyes full of worship, he thought that the grandfather's piano is the most powerful, can listen to the mother's piano and then know that the mother is the most powerful of.

Yufeng, they looked at the beanie like this, couldn't help but smile: "Xiaoyao, we can imagine that your days are not boring."

The current pea is a lyric, and his weapon is also a piano. Now he knows that his mother’s piano is so powerful. It’s strange that he doesn’t wander around Ning Mengyao.

"Mother kissed you to teach me the piano, okay? I beg you." After Yufeng said it, Peas licked a pair of big eyes and looked at Ning Mengyao with water.

This kind of spoiling and selling the peas, let Ning Mengyao think that before he has not been awkward with sugar candy and bring a mask, he is also like this every day, and now see again, let Ning Mengyao feel very happy.

Qiao Tianchang looked at Ning Mengyao who was taken over by the people. There was no tight wrinkle, but that was his own son. He couldn’t help but be angry. He could only watch it on the side.

Ning Mengyao looked at the peas with a funny smile and reached out and licked his head: "Is it true that Nine Grandpa taught you?"

"But I want to learn with my mother." Peas said with a narrow eyes.

"This matter will wait until your mother's injury is all right." Joe Tian Chang is dissatisfied, this injury is still not good, how can I do this kind of troublesome and laborious thing?

The peas were white and Qiao Tianchang glanced: "Ignore you, mother is not good."

"You can be so rude, you are yours, and he is not intentional, can't you know that?" Ning Mengyao looked down at his son, although his heart was a little angry, but he did not show it, just looked at the peas. Very serious.

Peas flat mouth, gently nodded: "Doudou listen to the mother."

Ning Mengyao looked at the peasant's grievances and couldn't help but smile. This is really a child.

"Well, forget that you are good to you? He doesn't want to be like this, so peas forgive him, okay?" Ning Mengyao said in a small voice.

Peas thought about it. He used to be really good to himself, so he nodded his head: "Well, I forgive him."

Ning Mengyao’s face finally showed a happy smile: “Mother knows that Peas is a sensible child.”

"Mother, I want to learn piano with you." Peas looked at Ning Mengyao, and kept grinding.

"Well, I will teach you, but I will be very strict." Ning Mengyao said.

"I'm not afraid."

Qiao Tianchang saw that Ning Mengyao was very happy to talk to himself. However, when she heard that she was going to teach her children to play the piano, her brows wrinkled together: "Only one hour a day."

Although the peas are still dissatisfied, they also know that the mother is still hurting her body, so she made a face in the sky: "Small ghosts."

Ning Mengyao looked helplessly at Peas, how the child changed like a person, don't cry later.

Qiao Tianchang brows and looks like a smile and smiles at the peas: "Since you all said that I am stingy, then even an hour is gone."