One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Chapter 907 - Nuonuo got beaten
"Heh, this brat's wits and arrogance, did not inherit from you, Lin Xueluo, the kind and gentle!"
Zuo An Yan lamented again: The gentle and elegant Lin Xueluo, was actually able to give birth to a little fellow as evil and agile as Linnuo.
It was completely unlike an ordinary six year old who would obediently acknowledge someone as her daughter. On the way here, in order to protect their mother, Xueluo, there were many people who challenged Zuo An Yan and the others!
"How am I being kind and gentle …" I'm stupid! "He's so stupid that he almost lost himself!"
Xueluo sighed, "Other than Nuonuo, I have almost nothing at all!"
"Once you marry a rich family, you will be as deep as the sea!"
Zuo An Yan lamented again, "Xueluo, I feel that you and Feng Xinglang are just like the fairy tale's Cinderella and Prince Charming."
Xueluo scoffed slightly, "In your eyes, am I really that much of a deity?"
"No, that's not what I meant! It's just that I feel that you, as a niece under someone else's roof, being able to marry a G.o.d of Wealth like Feng Xinglang is truly a legend! "
Zuo Anyan explained repeatedly.
"G.o.d of Fortune? Was Feng Xinglang very rich? Why don't I feel it? "
Just like most women, Xueluo thought that it would be perfect if he could improve his inner cultivation and expertise while he was betrothed to his son.
"Heh, heh, the Madame Feng is indeed the Madame Feng, to speak of it like that is rich!"
Zuo Anyan jokingly flattered, "Say that car you're driving, Maserati, limited edition. It's a custom-made one for a lady. Its market value is close to five million!"
Xueluo was slightly surprised, "Five million? How is this possible? Feng Xinglang clearly said that it was two to three hundred thousand, you told me to use it as a stepping stone for the current generation. "
"This rich man is a rich man!" A car with five million yuan as its current price is nothing more than a drop in the bucket for Jiu Niu! "
Zuo An Yan said leisurely.
The love of wealth and the devotion of love did not conflict with each other.
Xueluo was silent: So what?!
If that man was so infatuated with him and his child, Lin Xueluo would enjoy drinking porridge with him everyday on the bus!
Linnuo's little friend who had rushed into the cave ran out excitedly once again.
As I ran, I covered my nose with my small hands. "Mommy, there's only a bunch of bleating sheep inside! Your son is really smelly! "
"Hahahaha..."
The little guy's childish att.i.tude really made Zuo An Yan and Xueluo happy.
In some ways, Linnuo, who was only six years old, was still a delicate person.
The little guy refused to eat the dry and bland steamed bun; he only wanted to eat the chicken that the village chief rewarded Zuo Anyan and the others for killing.
"Mommy, this big chicken leg is for you!"
Xueluo was truly embarra.s.sed.
A chicken was not big in the first place. Including the left team leader and the volunteers, seven to eight people could not even get a few pieces of meat.
However, his son was ignorant of human affairs, so he ate the only meat dish in the restaurant.
"Mommy doesn't want to eat. Eat it yourself. "
Xueluo pulled his son's roasted chicken plate in front of him and pushed it towards the center of the table.
"Captain Zuo, you guys eat too. Nuonuo, he doesn't understand. "
Xueluo felt that his own face was about to be shamed by his own son's fierce appearance.
The village chief's grandson and granddaughter were sitting at a table nearby. They were eating their egg white soup while chewing their buns. They didn't even reach for their chopsticks to pick up the chicken. They knew it was for the guests.
