The General’s Little Peasant Wife

"This owner is really a great prestige, even talking to my wife." Ning Mengyao suddenly took out something, and when he saw the thing, the eyes of the Song family were rounded.

"This... how is this possible?"

Ning Mengyao is just a very ordinary token, but there is a last word in the middle of that token.

What this word represents, the Song family is very clear, the last home.

Looking at the two people in front of him, the eyes of the Song family are somewhat strange. Can they say that these two people have something to do with the last family?

Thinking of this possibility, the Song family had some urgency. He had offended the two men. They certainly wouldn’t look at their own faces. When they thought about it, the Song family smiled: "It turned out to be a young lady and aunt, Song. I don't know if you are coming, please return to the Song family. Song is a good hospitality."

The mind of the Song family is very obvious, that is, they want to bring the two back to the Song family.

Ning Mengyao looked at the Song family and said: "When we go, we dare to stop, kill it."

"Okay, listen to you."

The whips in the hands of Qiao Tianchang rose high and fell heavily. The horse ran again. The Song family wanted to stop and suddenly shot several leaf-shaped darts from the carriage.

Seeing the darts, the Song family did not dare to chase. There was a man who was good at using the leaves to make darts. That is Miss Ye, she had left Miao Xinjiang for a long time and did not come back. I did not expect to be met by him.

Stretching his hand and touching the scratched cheek, looking down at the blood on his hand, the Song family’s eyes were full of stunned eyes. Fortunately, Miss Liu did not have a killer, or it would be finished.

Looking at Ning Mengyao, they left, and the Song family was greatly relieved.

"What is the owner?"

"This shouldn't be more than you ask, don't ask, see them later, take a detour." Looking at the leaves of the traits on the side, I think of the evaluation of Miss Liu, who is not the last adult. The best genius.

He dared to start with Miss Liu, which is undoubtedly trying to find death.

Even if the daughter is the king of Miaojiang, she can't protect the Song family.

Qiao Tianchang looked at the respectful and respectful standing in the same place. The Song family who did not catch up: "What do you do with Yaoyao? Why didn't he chase?"

I was still angry, and suddenly it changed. It was really incredible.

"Just borrowed a weapon from a junior in the grandfather's family." He said that he gave the leaves in his hands to Joe Tianchang.

Qiao Tianchang took it and put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it with a difference. The leaves look very special.

"Strange grandfather teaches you?"

"Well, my grandfather said that he has no family, alone, but I don't think so. Although I say that my grandfather's name is last, and that person's surname is not, I think there is a big connection between them, especially in the strange. Grandpa said that when the girl named is not falling, the eyes in her eyes can't deceive people, and it must have a great relationship with him. "When I thought of my grandfather teaching her, the expression and the words were all with a little bit of love.

Qiao Tianchang took the leaves to Ning Mengyao: "This is actually quite good."

"Ok."

I’m sorry for my grandfather’s thoughts, but I’m worried that I’m hurt and wronged.

The two drove away, and when they arrived at the nearby town, the child who had been fevering gradually lowered the temperature.

Ning Mengyao reached out and touched the child's forehead, and his eyes were full of worry. If the child continues to do so, it will definitely happen.

"Tian Chang this child is not very good." Ning Mengyao has some helplessness.

She has already fed the pills prepared by the cream to him for a few pills, but Xiao Guo does not seem to be very big. The child seems to have given up hope of birth.

Qiao Tianchang also had some headaches: "We will find a place to stay first, and then go to the doctor to show him."

"Now it can only be like this." Ning Mengyao nodded helplessly.

The two found a restaurant to stay, and let Xiao Er go to them to find the best doctor in the city, and then went upstairs to scrub the children.

Jomo Mou’s scent of sleep at this time, and now Ning Mengyao’s tossing is not awake.

"Yao Yao, you don't want to toss your child." Qiao Tianchang looked at his mouth with a smirk, as if he was crying out, and he couldn't help but say helplessly.

"This is not comfortable to sleep." Ning Mengyao does not want to toss the little monkey.