His Wife Calls The Shots

Old Yu concentrated and listened carefully for a while.

His face changed, he turned to look at Fengxian, and said, "There is a girl's voice."

Feng Xian looked calm and pointed in a direction: "Walk fifty meters here."

Lao Yu immediately helped him walk over.

They were on a slightly higher terrain, and they walked a few meters before they bypassed the highest point and walked down, and they saw a wooden house at a glance.

There is a modern fence around the wooden house, and a sign: No one enters.

Lao Yu looked aside again, and saw the girl lying by the window in the window.

Holding the root grass in her hand, she was silent at this moment, looking at them staring blankly.

It looked like she had already noticed them coming.

Lao Yu looked around, this angle is also impossible.

They also walk lightly.

"Uncle Yu, why aren't you leaving?" Feng Xian said.

"Um, Master, what I was talking about just now was the girl who came to play chess with you. She is in a wooden house."

"Hey, Junior Brother!" A clear female voice came from the other end.

Feng Xian's eyebrows gathered: "Who is she calling?"

Old Yu wiped his sweat: "It seems to be calling the young master."

"Junior Brother Nineteen, why are you here?" There was another voice.

Feng Xian's thin lips faintly hooked, and hummed softly, "Go and see."

When he approached, he heard the girl's silver bell-like laughter, very happy.

Hearing the distance, he estimated that she was five meters away from him, slightly higher than here.

"You are still the second wave of fresh people I have seen."

"What are you doing here?" Old Yu asked.

Qianmiao lay down at the window, looking at them, two seconds later, "Do your homework."

"Not at all."

Suddenly a voice came out.

When Yu looked over, he saw a monk two or three years older than a girl running out.

Looking at them, "Eleventh Sister made a mistake. She was imprisoned by the master for two weeks. This is already the third. It is commonplace for the seniors to come here."

Fengxian felt interesting, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"She hunted and killed two pheasants to understand her gluttony, and roasted them."

Feng Xianren couldn't help but: "That's it?"

"That's not enough?" The monk expressed surprise.

Feng Xian raised his head and faced the girl's direction with feeling: "Girl, you want to eat, why not?"

"With you? Why?"

Fengxian couldn't answer for a while.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the girl's sigh: "I really want to go out and play, thirteen, you go back and intercede with Master for me, if I don't go out, I will die soon."

"Sister, if you lie, Master will only increase the punishment."

"You go soon."

"Then I will try."

When the dialogue fell, Feng Xian thought that the monk was leaving, but unexpectedly, he heard a sentence from the extremely tender voice: "Nineteenth Junior Brother, I'm leaving first."

Then came the sound of running away.

Feng Xian's face was calm.

Lao Yu was suffocating a smile, observing the look of his young master, and said, "Master, should I help you sit in there?"

Outside the wooden house, there is a canopy with tables and stools under the canopy.

Fengxian nodded.

Just a few steps past, there was a whistling sound in my ears, not too neat.

He stopped bending over and asked Lao Yu: "What's the sound?"

Lao Yu glanced, and said, "Oh, it's the girl who is shooting arrows. Oh, it's almost!"

Lao Yu laughed cheerfully.

(Served on Saturday, good night everyone.)