Penitent hand, trembling slightly

Shen Maomao: "..." The little fat man is still real.

The time of playing always passes very fast, and it gets dark before you know it.

"Executive Xu—!"

Someone's call came from a distance, and the little fat man stopped flying the kite, and then he realized that it was already dark, and he panicked: "Oops! It's dark, my mother came to see me !"

Shen Maomao said: "Then shall we send you there?"

The little fat man stuffed the kite into her hand, and said anxiously: "Leave it alone, I'm leaving!" After speaking, he hurriedly ran towards the direction the sound came from.

Shen Maomao passed the handle of the kite to Lou Jingmo: "I'll go and have a look, Sister Lou, take the kite."

Lou Jingmo nodded: "Okay."

Shen Maomao raised the hem of her skirt and followed closely behind the little fat man: "Run slower! Don't fall!"

The little fat man didn't slow down at all: "It's okay! Don't get in the way!"

Not long after, they ran into Mrs. Shao running towards them.

Mrs. Shao's hair was disheveled, her expression was flustered, and she even lost one of her shoes. She looked extremely embarrassed, and she was completely different from the graceful and luxurious image before.

The little fat man yelled, "Mom!"

Mrs. Shao immediately turned her head to look over, and two beams of hope appeared in her eyes: "Zhi Xu!"

The mother and son ran to meet each other. Mrs. Shao knelt down and hugged him tightly, with tears in her eyes: "Zhi Xu..."

The little fat man didn't know why his mother was crying, so he just called out at a loss: "Mom..."

"Snapped--"

In the next second, a slap fell on his face hard, and the little fat man turned his head away from the slap, and he didn't react for a long time.

Mrs. Shao looked at him viciously, her tear-filled eyes were reddened nervously: "Why are you disobedient?! Why don't you go home?! Didn't you say that you will only play for a while?! Are you going to leave your mother behind?" Already?!"

The little fat man was startled, and cried out with an "aww": "Wooooooow..."

Mrs. Shao raised her hand again, Shen Maomao, who was stupefied, quickly stopped her: "Madam! Madam!! Why are you beating the young master! Stop beating!"

Mrs. Shao felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy, she immediately hugged the crying little fat man and took a step back, looking at her warily: "I discipline my son, what's your business? You are a little servant, how dare you control me?" To the head of the master?!"

When such a big hat was buttoned, Shen Maomao quickly denied it: "I didn't, ma'am! It hit the young master, and it hurts in your heart, ma'am! Look at the young master crying, his face is blushing!"

Mrs. Shao picked up the child: "Zhi Xu...mother didn't do it on purpose...mother is just too worried about you..."

The little fat man was still crying, crying so hard that he couldn't speak: "Woooooooooooooo..."

Mrs. Shao also cried: "Don't cry, don't cry... Mother will take you home... Mother will take you home..." As she spoke, she walked towards the east wing in a daze.

When the two of them were far away, Lou Jingmo rushed up from behind unhurriedly, and asked slowly, "What's going on?"

"I suspect that Mrs. Shao has something wrong here..." Shen Maomao pointed to his head, "It's not scolding, she was crying and laughing at the little fat man just now, she looked crazy... and she slapped the child with such force. , I feel pain just looking at it."

Lou Jingmo: "Then what are you doing here? I don't know how to follow up and have a look?"

Shen Maomao: "?? Didn't I wait for you??"

Lou Jingmo: "I need you to wait?"

Shen Maomao felt that it must be because he was too kind that he didn't fight with her.She glared at Lou Jingmo, turned her head and chased after him, passing by a group of servants lighting lanterns.

The sun has not completely set, and the purple sunset glow in the sky contrasts with the red lanterns in Shao's mansion, which makes people feel visually tired of red.

Mrs. Shao didn't wear shoes, and her foot seemed to be injured a little bit. She walked hurriedly while holding the child, but her speed was very slow. Shen Maomao and Lou Jingmo chased her up within two steps.

Shen Maomao walked along and said: "Madam, your foot is injured, can you give me a hug, young master?"

Mrs. Shao embraced the fat man who was crying softly with one hand, and pushed her with the other hand: "Go away! No one can take Zhi Xu away from me!" After pushing, she hugged the fat man tightly and strangled the child. The wah wah straight cry.

Shen Maomao was full of doubts: "??" What's the situation?The little fat man was kidnapped and sold when he was a child?Otherwise, why is Mrs. Shao so afraid of others snatching the child?

Seeing the little fat man's blushing face from crying, she didn't dare to go forward, so she had to follow her far away.

Mrs. Shao's expression was in a trance, and she didn't even look back.

She staggered all the way to the door of the east wing, but stopped there, and turned her head to stare blankly at the two red lanterns on the door, not knowing what she was thinking.

The next second, she suddenly turned around and said, "Take the young master away."

Shen Maomao: "What??"

The woman stuffed the crying child into her arms: "Hurry up and take it away!"

Shen Maomao was at a loss: "Ah? Where are you taking it?"

The little fat man put his arms around her neck, crying so hard that he couldn't speak.

Mrs. Shao's eyes were full of vicious emotions, she gave the child a vicious look, raised a hand, and said fiercely: "Don't cry!"

Shen Maomao hurriedly took a step back with the child in his arms, for fear that her slap would really fall.

Madam Shao withdrew her hands, turned her head and continued to stare fiercely at the door, as if she was looking at her class enemy: "Take me to the place where you live, if tomorrow morning... Forget it, you should look at the young master first."

Shen Maomao glanced at the child in his arms, and suddenly he had four big heads.

At this time, Lou Jingmo who was next to him suddenly said, "We don't have lights."

Mrs. Shao turned her head abruptly.

Lou Jingmo looked at her bloodshot eyes, and continued: "Our lamp is lost, and it is dangerous without a lamp now, and the young master will be in danger."

Mrs. Shao's rare rationality made her start to think about this question, and then she said, "Wait here..."

Then he walked into the yard by himself.

Shen Maomao shook the little fat man in his arms: "Oh, stop crying, little master."

The little fat man choked up twice, wiped his tears, and said softly: "Why doesn't mother like me?"

Shen Maomao was a little silent: "This... It's not that your mother doesn't like you, she's just too worried about you."

The little fat man shook his head: "Mother doesn't like me, and she doesn't like me making friends too..."

When Lou Jingmo heard this, he immediately asked, "Which friend of yours doesn't she like?"

The little fat man cried and said, "She doesn't like sister Xiaoyu..."

Shen Maomao: "..." No parent would like this kind of friend with good intentions...

Before Mrs. Shao came back, she asked, "How did you meet sister Xiao Yu?"

"I was playing by the well before, and almost fell into the well. It was sister Xiaoyu who saved me..."

Shen Maomao showed suspicion.

This Xiaoyu, since he planned to eat the child, why did he go to the extra effort to save his life?

Lou Jingmo mentioned a possibility: "Maybe he didn't plan to eat it at first."

But with the passage of time and some reasons, her thoughts may have undergone some unknown changes...

After a while, the gate of the courtyard was opened, and Mrs. Shao, who had already tidied up her clothes and looked quite normal, came out, followed by Haitang who had sewed a kite for them, and Haitang was holding two life-saving oil lamps in her hands.

Mrs. Shao said: "Take the young master to the kitchen for dinner in a while, and then take him to your room to sleep." Shen Maomao: "Okay madam..."

Mrs. Shao flirted with Haitang, and Haitang consciously took a step forward, holding the oil lamp, and said, "Let's go, the young master hasn't eaten yet, I'll take you to the kitchen and order someone to cook."

The little fat man lay silently on Shen Maomao's shoulder, and was arranged without saying a word.

Haitang said: "Young master is very strange, give me a hug for a while."

Shen Maomao glanced at his wife, and seeing that she had no objection, he handed the little fat man to her, and in exchange for two lanterns, he felt a lot lighter.

The four of them walked silently all the way to the kitchen.

The sun has completely disappeared, the moon has quietly climbed up the branches, and the sky is covered with a layer of dark clouds at some point, and there is not a single star in sight.

The night wind suddenly picked up, the cold wind mixed with willow leaves, the shadows of the trees swayed on the ground, and the sparkling red light reflected on the surface of the pool seemed to be some kind of ominous omen.

Tomorrow is the wedding, and there is no sign of a wedding in Shao's mansion except for the red lanterns.

I don't know if Guanshi Shao has checked the red paper, but since the wedding is approaching, he doesn't have extra time to question them.

The four of them came to the kitchen, but as soon as they entered the door, they found that all the players were there.

This is purely referring to people who are still alive.

Cheng Rui, Jiang You, Potato Chips, Su Han, Yun Shengjin, Tang Lusen, and a male player who doesn't have a lot of presence, who calls himself Zhou Tian.

Seeing them carrying a child in their arms and carrying two oil lamps with an npc, everyone in the room was stunned for a moment.

Su Han looked at them, and obviously wanted to say something, but guessing that there was an NPC around, he could only swallow what he wanted to say.

It was already past dinner time, and the chef had already gone back to bed.Haitang looked around and asked, "Which one of you knows how to cook?"

All the players shook their heads.

"Forget it." Haitang frowned, and put the little fat man who was tired and drowsy from crying on the ground, "You hold the young master, I'll do something." After speaking, she called Lou Jingmo to give her a hand. She strikes.

Shen Maomao put the oil lamp on the table and sat down beside Su Han.She shook the little fat man awake, let him sit on the bench by himself, and said, "Young master, sit by yourself first, Aunt Haitang is going to get you something to eat."

The little fat man nodded and leaned on his chin to watch them eat.

The sound of flames burning over there and the sound of Haitang sitting in a pot of hot oil rang out together. Su Han took the opportunity and said, "Why did you bring this little ancestor here?"

Shen Maomao replied truthfully: "Do you think I want to?"

Su Han: "You don't even know how I was tortured by him before..."

The little fat man also recognized Su Han, and immediately forgot about other things, pointing at Su Han and said: "I remember you! Come and ride a big horse for me!"

Su Han: "...What the hell..."

Shen Maomao: "Don't swear in front of children!"

Su Han: "..." Life is too difficult.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-2611:19:43~2020-02-2710:05:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: ligiter, snow fungus stewed Feifei, kayo, and state officials to light one lamp;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：。。。96瓶；牧鹿40瓶；ligiter35瓶；3907646520瓶；越人歌。9瓶；一个磕百合与耽美的小5瓶；作者是我的受2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!