Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Mu Xiaoxiao has been very miserable these past few days. Apart from writing Zhao Huai and Duan Rongshu's book, even if she is beaten by her father, the willow stick doesn't hurt, but she has to cooperate with her father, and letting her father calm down is the right way thing.

So Mu Xiaoxiao ran in front, the prime minister chased after her, and had to pretend to "ow" a few times if she was drawn.

She can't run faster, nor can she run slower. When the prime minister is tired, Mu Xiaoxiao will stop and wait for her father for a while.

Everyone has lost weight, and one meal can do three bowls of rice.

While her father was drinking with Wen Jian, Mu Xiaoxiao's good friend Wen Lan, also Wen Jian's daughter, came to visit her to express her condolences for the suffering she had suffered for many days.

Wen Lan looked worried, "Ah, Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry for you, you have suffered!"

Yes, she took the lead.

I read too many old-fashioned scripts, plus the prime minister and the others quarreled in the hall every day, and after returning home, they would sneak out to drink.Wen Lan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, feeling that the contrast between political opponents and friends is very good, and then told Mu Xiaoxiao, and only then did the book of later words come.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't think there was anything wrong with it, she could only blame herself, she didn't know how to name her, and she was young and innocent, she thought that changing the name would make her undetectable, it was because she was too young.

Who would have thought that the majestic king of a country would read a storybook?

And let her continue to write her own notebook, she is really not an ordinary person!

Mu Xiaoxiao learned her lesson, "Lanlan, next time I will go to a fortune-teller and ask him to help me choose a name. It will save trouble and be lucky."

Wen Lan, "..."

"But they've already found out. My dad has been talking about it for the past two days, saying that your dad seems to be avoiding him, and he doesn't want to drink."

Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly seemed to lose her vitality, "Yes, the emperor has found out, I have even dealt with my own father and the emperor, who else I dare not mess with?"

Wen Lan, "Will His Majesty just let you go?"

Mu Xiaoxiao put out the second volume of "Crossing Different Ways across the Huaihe River", "Your Majesty asked me to continue writing, I think he should be quite satisfied with the dialogue book, otherwise he won't let me go."

Wen Lan: Should it be said that she has a big heart, or a big fate?

"I heard that Master Duan hasn't come to court these days, isn't it shameful?"

Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head, did her best friend think that the emperor got the script from Mr. Duan?

But she couldn't say it, she could only say something vaguely, "Lord Duan hasn't read it, it should just be recuperating."

Once the little eyes are passed, the rest is up to you to think about it.

Wen Lan:?

Duan Rongshu didn't know from the beginning to the end that the words he received on the street that day actually caused a series of tragedies: "Father and daughter rebellion", "Monarch and minister separation", "Best friend breaks off friendship".

In the morning, the imperial doctor checked his vaccinia and was very successful, but his arm was a little itchy, which did not affect his artificiality.

Duan Rongshu led Zhao Qian to the creek. He didn't dare to fish for the time being, so he could only ask someone to take a small bamboo basket and put bait in it, so he could catch some small fish and shrimp.

He looked at the expectant boy, the boy was about to catch small fish, there was nothing wrong with it.

They put several ground cages, but they don't know if the effect is good or not.

Duan Rongshu clapped his hands, "Let's go, we'll collect it at night."

Zhao Qian asked, "Father, is this all right?"

Duan Rongshu held his hand, "Want to fish with your own hands?"

Zhao Qian nodded, "Think."

Duan Rongshu refused, "No, you don't want to, dad will take you fishing for shrimp."

When I went to the kitchen, I asked for two chicken intestines and tied them on a stick. Duan Rongshu handed them to Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian had never seen chicken intestines before, so he looked terrified, but he took it anyway.

Duan Rongshu smiled and took him to the ditch, "Let's put it in the water and fish."

Even if he fell into the rice field, he could still catch the cubs, but he couldn't do it in the river. For safety, he still fished for lobsters.

Ever since Duan Rongshu discovered the lobsters, Tianli has never cleared the lobsters. Recently, he only caught them once on the day he came here, and the current number is still very impressive.

Zhao Qian saw that there was no living thing in the ditch, so he put it in suspiciously, and then lifted a string.

He opened his mouth wide, "Wow!"

Duan Rongshu took a small bench and sat aside, carrying a bucket to pick up his shrimps.

In fact, after being caught a few times, these lobsters are a little bit smart, and they wag their tails and back away when they are mentioned, but it may be the novice protection period, Zhao Qian is not empty every time.

Duan Rongshu looked at his excitement with a smile on the side, Zhao Qian was full of sense of accomplishment, and he was full of anticipation as he sat and waited to eat.

The more Zhao Qian fished, the more addicted he became. He walked back and forth by the ditch fishing with his buttocks up, and caught a bucket in a short while.

Duan Rongshu clapped his hands and boasted, "Zai Zai is awesome, you caught so much!"

Zhao Qian blushed from being praised, and obediently took Duan Rongshu's hand back.

When the two arrived in the yard, they moved small benches to watch people brushing lobsters, sitting in rows of one large and one small, all holding lollipops in their hands.

Zhao Qian bared his front teeth, "Father, look, the stick just sticks out from between the front teeth."

Duan Rongshu was biting the small bamboo stick. He didn't lose his teeth, and his teeth didn't have such big gaps. He could only hold the small stick in his mouth, like smoking a cigar.

It happened that Rong Jian came from Rong Mansion to take over. He watched Duan Rongshu sitting there with his children and sighed:

"Rong Shu has grown up, having a child is like becoming an adult overnight."

Rong Yi followed, "Even if he is seventy or eighty, he is still my child."

Before sighing for a few seconds, they saw Duan Rongshu sitting on the ground letting go, while Zhao Qian was patting him beside him to coax him.

"..."

Rong Jian, "...is he still a child in his seventies or eighties."

"Why not?"

Rong Yi was silent for a second, and asked, "Brother, why are you here so early?"

Rong Jian glanced at him, "You go home and take care of the children."

After thinking about those two demon kings, Rong Yi curled his lips.

Rong Jian continued, "I have some doubts, is there something wrong with our family's raising children?"

Rong Yi snorted, "Brother, don't talk about me, don't I raise them well?"

"Rong Shu is very good, Rong Li, Rong Ming and the others... are in good health."

Rong Jian, "..." You still know I'm talking about you?

Rong Yi then asked, "What is Huanhuan doing recently? I can't see her very often."

After hearing this, Rong Jian sighed again, "So our family has a problem with raising children."

"What ball does she hold the whip every day?"

"We, a big man, don't dare to ask, but it should be fine to follow Mrs. Wu next door."

Rong Yi: Prom?Can I use a whip?

Duan Rong came over at some time, his face was a little red, obviously shy about his behavior just now.

"Huanhuan went to the ball with Mrs. Wu?"

Rong Jian nodded, "That's what she said."

But Duan Rongshu heard Wu Yu said that in addition to hitting him, his wife was a dance knife.

In this dance, the dance is a knife, right?

He thought about it, two younger brothers, a little green tea, and a little clip.

And sister, King Kong Barbie?