The General’s Little Peasant Wife

If she can, she doesn't want to learn so much. At that time, she felt that she didn't seem to have any time to play. Every day, she ran around in various kinds of knowledge. Otherwise, she was running around for the development of Tongbaozhai. It was not until Tongbaozhai stabilized that she slowly took a break.

"You all said that we are petting Xiaoyao. Now we know why we are petting her?" Yufeng suddenly looked at Fengqi and said.

Feng Xiao nodded: "I know, but I really didn't think that Meng Yao was actually so... oh."

"Feng 霄 I am more embarrassed than before, do you want to give it a try?" Ning Mengyao raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Yu, the meaning is very obvious, it is a threat to people.

Feng Yan decisively shook his head: "I don't want to try."

After the story is over, of course, what should be done, what to do, Ning Mengyao closed his eyes in the arms of Qiao Tianchang.

Everyone saw that Ning Mengyao fell asleep so quickly, couldn't help but be a little funny, but still lowered their voices.

When Ning Mengyao woke up, it was already the next day. There was a cloak on his body. People still rely on Qiao Tianchang’s arms. As for others, they have long woke up and they are doing what they should do.

In this ordinary small village, Ning Mengyao went back after three days of playing. When he went back, he was blocked by a group of people when he arrived at the entrance to the village.

Ning Mengyao looked at these people, and his brow wrinkled slightly: "Who are you?"

"Mrs. We are... I have seen them before, and they are the mothers of the children that you took away." The headed person looked at Ning Mengyao and said with a smile.

Ning Mengyao looked at them: "Is you? You stop what we want to do?"

"That...we don't mean anything else, just ask the lady, our children are still good, hope that the lady can let them... come back."

After a person opened his mouth, the people on the side kept talking about what they meant. When they heard what they said, Ning Mengyao’s face was full of playful colors: "I can let them come back. Is it really interesting enough for you to say this? It’s like I took your daughter away."

"Mr. you misunderstood, we don't mean this."

"I don't mean this? Then you tell me what do you mean?" For such a person, Ning Mengyao really can't see it. Who is this?

Think of your own child? Then why didn't they say that at the time, don't you think it is too late now?

"We just want to let the children go home, there is no other meaning." The person looked at by Ning Mengyao said with a smile.

Ning Mengyao looked at the people in front of him with a strong irony: "I want them to go home? I think about what you said at the time. What you said was that they are not innocent." It’s no exaggeration to die. You can really say that if you can say such things, would you like them to come back to this house?"

"What is this about Xiaoyao?"

"These people are white parents. When they were white, they said, they can’t be killed. They later broke off all the relationships with these people. Now they don’t I know why I ran to my face and said that I want children, I want them to go home." Ning Mengyao explained casually.

The white people, Mei Ruolin, they all know, but what happened specifically. They really don’t know. At that time, everyone was very busy. There was no such time to pay attention to these things. They just heard them now. I feel a little bit ridiculous. How did these people make it? I did this kind of thing.

The person who was pointed, the expression on his face was very embarrassing: "That lady, we..."

"Enough, since you have already discarded people, then don't say anything to make them come back after such a long time." Ning Mengyao interrupted those people's words and said coldly.

"These people just know that the girls are doing very well now, can make their own money or something else, so will there be such a thing? And they should have already looked for people, but they did not agree with them. Come to the mother."