Rotten Terrier

Little Sugar Alcohol thought of a brilliant idea-to put all her bugs in the cricket basin, which is called "the house of bugs". The original intention is to hope that the insects will have a companion and live in harmony with each other.

As a result, a big fight broke out, with deaths and injuries.

As a result, her young mind was seriously hurt. She cried with tears, and the tail trembled. Everyone who heard it was sad.

Of course, except Chang Shu.

She didn't like the snakes, insects, rats and ants since she was a child, and now hearing the news of the insects' deaths, she can't help but feel a little excited.

The mood is even better.

Looking at the sky, I think it's blue. Looking at the flowers and grass, I feel green and green. Looking at Mu Qingchen, he felt like he had regained the feeling of first love.

She was not angry even if the minions did wrong.

A discerning person can tell at a glance that she bases her joy on the pain of small sugar alcohol. Unfortunately, the little sweet and sour is a "sighted person".

Angrily, he rushed to Chang Shu and lost his temper: "Huh, mother, you are a stone...you are a tuo iron."

Mu Qingchen raised his eyes from behind the book case and helped her translate: "You mean your mother is hard-hearted."

"Uh-huh."

Chang Shu:...

She was twisting the thread with a needle and wanted to wipe her saliva on the small sugar alcohol embroidered handkerchief. The teeth grew so badly that she kept the snails all day long.

"How did you know that your eyes saw your mother Tieshi's heart?"

Both eyes saw it! Little Sugar Alcohol stomped his feet with anger: "The bugs are gone, you laugh, you are happy."

After speaking, he raised the corners of his mouth and showed an exaggerated smile, as if to say, that's how you smile.

Chang Shu's mouth twitched: Does my palace smile so ugly?

In order to relieve the little sugar alcohol, she taught her a new idiom: "Have you ever heard of strong face laughter?"

"No……"

"It means I feel sad, but on the surface I have to pretend to be happy." Chang Shu said in a sad tone, "Mother is an adult, even if she has tears, she can only shed tears in her heart."

She wiped the non-existent tears at the corner of her eyes with her fingertips, flickering the sugar alcohol for a moment, and her face was moved.

"My mother knows that you have a deep friendship with them. Take these two silver coins and bury them thickly."

Mu Qingchen:...

A tael of silver? Thick burial? Oh my god, the eldest princess of a country cheated even her own daughters, beasts!

Little Sugar Alcohol really ate this set, tears filled his eyes, and he threw himself into Chang Shu's arms, crying with gratitude: "Mother—"

Chang Shu: Ah, I got the needle stick! !

Little sugar alcohol went to "thick burial" of the insects, because if you don't go to the insects, their corpses will stinks. She turned her head one step at a time, reluctantly offering a kiss to Chang Shu.

"Mother, love you, Bo."

"My mother loves you too, Bo."

Mu Qingchen pushed the secret play picture in his hand: I can't take it anymore! !

"You are naked, naked, and naked." After Xiao Sugar left, Chang Shu ruthlessly exposed Mu Qingchen's thoughts.

I don't know much about the little sugar alcohol, so I left the funeral affairs of the insects to Deshun and Niujuhua.

Deshun was naturally a little ethical when he was old, and he knew a little bit about feng shui in tombs, and casually ridiculed a few words about the nineteen noble tactics——

A guiqing dragon towers high.

Two expensive white tigers both embrace.

Little Sugar Alcohol's head was dizzy, but seeing his eyes faintly reveals admiration, he ordered him to choose a feng shui treasure for the bugs.

Deshun chose to go and fancy a clearing in the southeast corner of the bamboo forest.

Ox Juhua handles other matters, such as preparing shovels, burning incense, paper money, offerings, etc. And under the strong request of the small sugar alcohol, a tombstone was set up for the insects-in fact, a wooden sign was found from the wood house and inserted into the soil.

In addition, Xiao Sweet and Sour also asked them to cry in mourning.

Deshun and Niu Daisy:...

They have also cried for their parents in their lives, and it was the first time they cried for bugs, so they were very inexperienced and not full of emotions.

The cry was even more dry like a ghost.

Little Sugar Alcohol was very dissatisfied, and planned to come by himself, but was stopped by Deshun: "The little master cannot do anything about it."

This mourning is to express their grief to the elders who have passed away. The elders of the small sugar alcohol casually pointed out that one of them was a noble elder of Heaven. If they were crying here, who would they think she was cursing?

"I hate it!" Little Sugar Alcohol was disappointed by their lazy attitude, determined to break up with the two of them, and ran back to complain to Chang Shu.

"Mother, Deshun and Niu Juhua, bully me." She shouted loudly and slapped the door.

Chang Shu woke up from the dazzling spirit, pushed Mu Qingchen away, panicked with her clothes, and combed a few messy sideburns.

Mu Qingchen on the couch gritted his teeth: "Shu'er, stuff the little sugar alcohol back into his belly."

Really, it always disturbed them both of them to make each other intimate, originally I wanted to put into practice the new knowledge learned from the secret drama.

Chang Shu's eyes are full of teasing smiles: "It's late!"

She put down the ivory comb, went to open the door, and the gentle spring breeze poured into the room, blowing away the ambiguity in the room.

"Why did they bully you?" Chang Shu walked out holding Xiaotang's hand.

"Don't let me cry in mourning."

Chang Shu suddenly felt a crow quack flying over his head: My palace also wants to stuff you back in his belly.

After drinking the fetal medicine for four months, good news came from Chang Yuan-she was pregnant.

Chang Shu was so happy from ear to ear that she dragged her family to the Three Princess Mansion to express her joy.

Chang Yuan is a lively person, and his reaction during pregnancy is much stronger than Chang Shu. He feels chest tightness and shortness of breath after less than a few words.

"Just get through it." Chang Shu sat on the bedside stool, flicking the peach blossom fan to drive her away heat.

Yi Xiaobai and Mu Qingchen played with the ice cubes that had just been moved into the bed.

Chang Yuan glanced at the square white object inadvertently, and said, "It was so hot in the summer that the ice cellar was opened, and I suffered a lot during the scorching heat."

Chang Shu smiled without saying a word, knowing she was just grumbling.

Little Sugar Alcohol listened to his heart, kicked off his little boots, and climbed onto Chang Yuan's lap: "Don't be afraid or not, give all the ice from my house and move here!"

"There are so many in my ice cellar."

Chang Yuan was afraid that she would get out of bed and held her waist: "What will you do if you have moved here?"

Little Sugar Alcohol stared at her belly and said seriously: "Mother said, there is a little baby in your belly."

"I'm a little doll, afraid of heat. Therefore, the little doll in my belly is also afraid of heat. Give her all the ice cubes."

Chang Yuan couldn't help but laughed out loud and looked at Chang Shu: "I haven't seen you for a few days, she's speaking more fluently."

In the past, I always jumped out one word or two words, but now I can speak long sentences.

"Just stumbling."

The soothing fragrance was lighted in the hall, and the green mist gradually rose, looming faintly. In this situation, Chang Shu's smile is indescribably gentle.

"It's already making great progress," Chang Yuan said guardingly, "Sister Huang, don't you ask for your own set of sugar alcohols."

Chang Shu quietly glanced to one side, making sure that Mu Qingchen didn't pay attention to her, and then approached Chang Yuan and said, "If she is to follow me, I can leave her alone, but haven't you noticed that she looks more like Qingchen? ?"

I can't bear to feel unhappy in my heart, if anyone makes her unhappy, she will hold her grudges, and will avenge her grudges on the spot!

When he grows up, he must be the one who will repay him again.

"You tell me, Qing Chen's father is just a national prince. She could use her nostrils to look at people back then. Xiaotang's backstage is much harder than her. Wouldn't it be necessary to disturb the heavens of the Emperor in the future."

"You think too much..." Chang Yuan squeezed the palm of her hand.

"This is called preventing trouble before it happens."

Chang Yuan rarely sees her emperor being annoyed, and before she can think about it, she comes up with a bad idea: "Do you think Qingchen doesn't converge much after marriage? Or..."

Make an order for the little sugar alcohol.

"Wangcai, what is a baby kiss? Do you want to hug you?" It was late at night, and Xiao Tang was unwilling to be carried to bed by the mother, and asked Mu Qingchen's neck.

"Where do you hear this mess?" Mu Qingchen opened her paws.

"My mother said that she would order me a baby kiss."

Mu Qingchen:...

Is there such a thing? She became curious, stuffed the little sugar alcohol to the mother, turned around and went back to Yu Huazhai.

"I did have this idea."

After they washed properly, they slumped into the bedding. Chang Shu rolled over and faced Mu Qingchen.

"The third daughter of General Chang's family is two years older than Sugar Alcohol, and she has a pleasant appearance, and she is from the main house."

She bent her arms and put her face on her back: "Tomorrow, I will ask Mrs. Jun to come to the mansion as a guest, as an excuse to let her take her daughter. Let's take a closer look."

Mu Qingchen couldn't stand the heat, and lifted the quilt aside: "Leave the door out of the tiger girl! Wouldn't the little sugar alcohol be angry in the future."

She has a temperament like you, how can she be angry for no reason. Chang Shu thought.

Besides, Jiangmenhu girl happens to be evenly matched with the small sugar alcohol.

After all, Mu Qingchen is the person next to her pillow, as if she can see what she thinks in her heart: "I prefer the daughter of the Zuoxiang family, who is also two years older than Xiaosu. Although she is young, she has a calm demeanor and warmth. , Every smile is the fragrance of everybody's lady."

"But……"

"Even if the small sugar alcohol heart is like steel, it's soft."

Chang Shu was moved by these words, the kind that was deeply moved.

Mu Qingchen took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Look at me, didn't you get cleaned up and obediently in the Imperial College."

Chang Shu loves to miss the past, tapping the tip of Mu Qingchen's nose: "I am one thing but one thing."

"Isn't it," Mu Qingchen slowed down, "One, thing, drop, one, thing."

"...Come on, next month is the birthday of Zuoxiang's mother, and I happened to hand an invitation to my mansion. Let's go take a look."