Genius cute baby is forbidden to touch porcelain

It took Sheng Chuxia only one day to refine the third dose of antidote that grandpa needed.

She kept the antidote well, and then went to find Master and Sheng Xiaodao.

Sheng Chuxia found his master at Kong Muqian's house, because besides Kong Muqian's house, the current master also has the house of the "unknown" aunt, so he has nowhere to go.

Seeing the self-built house Kong Muqian lived in, with chickens and ducks raised at home, she felt that this home was really simple.

It's like a house in the countryside, not at all like a house for scientific researchers. It's really "poor". I don't know where Lemon has the guts to steal scientific research funds.

As soon as Sheng Chuxia entered the door, he heard Sheng Xiaodao's rather pitiful complaint: "I told my Grandpa Zeng that you bullied me."

"Even if the Heavenly King Laozi is here today, you have to finish this calculus."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"It's because your mother dotes on you so much, that's why you are nothing compared to when your mother was a child. When your mother was your age, all the university teachers rushed to be her tutor."

"You fart, I don't believe it!"

"Hey, you little brat, if you don't believe me, ask your mother."

"My mother said she hadn't read a book."

"That's nonsense, of course your mother didn't go to school. She was all self-taught at home, and I taught. She got a college diploma at the age of 15 and wasted time going to school? I don't know how the Gu family taught you. ? And let you go to elementary school, it's a waste of time."

"You, you control me, you are not my family."

"Why am I not your family member? Your mother calls me Master. If I don't let your mother call me Father, or your mother still has to call me Dad."

Sheng Chuxia was downstairs listening to the bickering between the old god stick and the knife, she chuckled lightly, and yelled upstairs: "Do you want to eat the old hen?"

Sheng Xiaodao heard Sheng Chuxia's voice, and immediately shouted: "Mummy, help."

The old magic stick stuck his head out from the balcony on the second floor and took a look at Sheng Chuxia: "What are you doing here?"

Sheng Chuxia pouted: "Why, is your name circled here? I can't come yet?"

The old magic stick looked back, and then shouted: "Stop, don't go downstairs, hey, you little bastard."

After the old magic stick finished talking about Sheng Xiaodao, he turned back and said Sheng Chuxia: "It's all about you, a loving mother with many failures, and it's you who are talking about."

"Mum." Sheng Xiaodao rushed over like a small cannonball, hugging Sheng Chuxia's thigh affectionately like a tired bird returning to its nest, "Mum, this grandpa is so fierce, he asks me to do homework every day, I won’t sleep until I finish the questions.”

"Which family's children need to stay up late, look at the dark circles on my eyes." Sheng Xiaodao pointed to the dark circles under his eyes and said, "Besides, this grandpa is not scientific at all, if I grow up in the future Not high, it must be your fault."

The old magic stick has already gone downstairs, he said to Sheng Xiaodao: "Your mommy is so tall, from a genetic point of view, you can't be too short."

Seeing the bickering between the two, Sheng Chuxia took the initiative to take a step back, and then grabbed a fat old hen from Kong Muqian's house.

Without Sheng Chuxia's protection, Sheng Xiaodao was caught upstairs by the old magic stick again, but Sheng Xiaodao struggled hard, and finally broke free from the shackles of the old magic stick, and then hid in the bathroom and could not come out.

The old god stick muttered: "A loving mother often loses her children, and a loving mother often loses her children."

Sheng Chuxia raised the knife in her hand and chopped the killed chicken into pieces. She acted swiftly as if she had done it thousands of times. She said, "Do you still want to eat? If you want to eat, just shut up."

Unexpectedly, the old god stick is not rare at all, he snorted: "You can do it or not, and someone will bring me food."

"Oh." Sheng Chuxia put the sliced ​​chicken on a plate, "Well then, these are not your share."

The old magic stick was dumb for a moment, he knew that his Tutuer's cooking skills were very good, and he hadn't tasted Tutuer's cooking skills for a long time, so he originally wanted Tutuer to subdue him, but it turned out!
Gan!
Failed!
Sheng Chuxia knew what the old god stick was thinking, so she raised her eyebrows: "I want to eat."

nonsense!

The old magician said in a strange way: "These chickens were raised by Kong Muqian for his granddaughter, so you just killed them, what a shame."

Sheng Chuxia stomped the knife on the cutting board vigorously. This neat movement seemed to frighten the butcher in the slaughterhouse, so that the old god stick stared.

"Teacher, if you have something to say, don't use the knife."

Sheng Chuxia snorted coldly: "What's wrong with me killing his chickens? Is the value of these chickens enough for my fragrance? It's fine if I don't kill these chickens."

Sheng Chuxia spread out her hands: "Give me back my incense."

The old magic stick took a step back: "Okay, okay, you kill you." How did this little girl who was so soft and cute back then become so aggressive? Who taught her?

"Master, here I come."

A familiar voice sounded in the yard.

Sheng Chuxia glanced at the door, and saw Ren Zi'an coming over with all kinds of junk food, such as fried chicken, beer, spicy soup and so on.

Ren Zian was pleasantly surprised: "Chu Xia, you are here too."

Sheng Chuxia glanced at the old magic stick, then at Ren Zian: "Since when have you guys become so familiar?"

Ren Zi'an rubbed his nose, Sheng Chuxia didn't take hard things, he couldn't catch up, but he could start with the elders, the way to please the elders was the same.

The old god stick looked at Ren Zian appreciatively, and he said to Sheng Chuxia: "This kid is on the way, and he gave you all his family property as a betrothal gift, at least a few billion. Although it is a little less, but he It's good to have such a heart, and he is young, so it must be convenient..."

Sheng Chuxia yelled Xiao Dao, and directly interrupted the old god stick: "Xiao Dao, your brother Ren is here."

Sheng Xiaodao was finally willing to come out of the toilet, but he still didn't dare to get too close to the old magic stick. He looked at Ren Zian with a smile: "Brother Ren, did you buy me something delicious?"

"Here." Ren Zian carried his things into the room.

Sheng Chuxia was cooking chicken soup, and while making the chicken soup, he added a lot of herbs to the chicken soup.

As soon as the old magic stick went in, he smelled the air, and said sourly: "You said it was made for me, I think it was made for the old man in the hospital."

Sheng Chuxia said: "You have to stay in the hospital for a day or two, and I can make it work for you."

"Forget it." The old magic stick gestured to Ren Zian in the living room, and he said: "He gave me a house, and I took it all."

It seems that Gu Weiting can save a house, Sheng Chuxia stirred the chicken soup: "It's none of my business."

"He said he wanted to give it to you, why didn't you accept it? I didn't teach you to let him go when his father did that to Xiaodao."

Sheng Chuxia glanced at the old magic stick: "You know?"

"That's nonsense, why can't I find out about him?" The old magic stick held his hand, "You can't be soft-hearted."

Sheng Chuxia lowered her eyes: "The grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner."

"Tsk, anyway, I'll take everything he gave me. I don't think he's given up on you yet."

Sheng Chuxia clicked impatiently: "I haven't seen you for a few years, you have changed your career to be a matchmaker."

"Nonsense, I am obviously concerned about your life-long affairs."

"Thank you. You don't need to worry about it. I have my own discretion. Also, I will leave with a knife in the afternoon."

"Look at that old man in the hospital? I'm not sure. That Gu family is not a good family. They search and search. If they don't give you anything, they make their own decisions and put a knife into the genealogy. Picking up a child for nothing, there is no such thing as cheap."

When Sheng Chuxia heard the voice of the old god stick full of disdain, she didn't explain further: "I'm leaving with a knife to inform you, not to ask for your opinion."

Sheng Chuxia looked at the time and turned down the fire.

The sound of the car's engine sounded outside the door, Gu Weiting got out of the car, and he walked in empty-handed: "Xia Xia."

Sheng Chuxia shouted from the kitchen: "Here."

The old magic stick: "Fuck, why is he here?"

"What? You said something bad about him behind your back, and you finally know it's wrong?"

The old magic stick: "..." Thank you, it's not.

Gu Weiting walked towards the kitchen, and when he saw Sheng Chuxia's master, his eyes widened instantly.