Throwing down the bear child of the Flower God[Comprehensive]

The next day, Lingbi handed the food box to Mr. Zhou with a fawning expression on his face.

"Old man, this is for you."

Mr. Zhou stared at her and scolded her: "You bastard, call me sir!"

Lingbi quickly changed her words: "Sir, you eat." He opened the food box while speaking.

The aroma of milk wafted all over the room and reached Mr. Zhou's nose.

Mr. Zhou's eyes swept over the food box very quickly, and his raised white beard trembled slightly.He has lived for a long time, how can he not know Lingbi's thoughts, so his expression suddenly became extremely serious, so serious that Lingbi felt guilty.

"I have taught you nothing!" Mr. Zhou didn't even pout his lips, he just preached, "If you really want to give it to me, you should bring something elegant. Do you think that this old man is as gluttonous as you are!"

Lingbi looked at him with a look of "Don't you?", and then said: "If you don't want to eat, then I will."

Said anxiously stretched out his hand to get it.

Old Mr. Zhou coughed hard, and pointed out the door, "What to eat, go! The sun is sunny today, so you take out yesterday's homework and stand in the courtyard to memorize it!"

After this period of torment, Lingbi has already broken the pot, and assumed the attitude of the old man saying what he said.After hearing this, she reluctantly put the corner of the milk on the table, and then went out to recite the book.

When she came back, she saw Hua Ping whom she hadn't seen for many days.

Since being reprimanded last time, Huaping has not appeared in front of everyone for a long time.He was punished by the young master, and even the old housekeeper did not dare to plead for mercy. Later, he was sent to work in the farm.

Now that Hua Ping came back, although he restrained himself a bit, he still couldn't change his nature, he was still a nosy person, he heard that the mansion invited a wife, so he came here to make friends.Mr. Zhou has always been aloof, so he doesn't pay much attention to him.

When Lingbi met Hua Ping, she didn't respond to his greetings, and went straight to the corner of milk that she was thinking of.

However, the food box containing the milk corner was already empty.

Ling Bi lay on the table, frowned and looked into the box, then picked up the food box and fell down.

Seeing that the food box was so clean that there was no residue left, Lingbi's face was full of confusion.She turned her head to look at Mr. Zhou, only to see that Mr. Zhou was standing on one side with his hands behind his back, his raised beard was slightly wet.

Well...it seems to be nothing unusual.

Therefore, Lingbi confidently made an inference: there were only two people in the room, if it wasn't this one, it must be another one!

In an instant, she turned her head to look at Hua Ping, her eyes became extremely dangerous and glowed faintly.

Under Miss Biao's enthusiastic gaze, Hua Ping almost knelt down to Mr. Zhou.

Damn, Mr. Zhou, you are a generation of masters at any rate, and you are a famous Confucian in the world. You say that you can steal the children's food when you are old. The key is that you still don't admit it after eating!

At this time, Mr. Zhou said, "Little hairy boy, come here."

Lingbi reluctantly walked over, and turned her head to stare at Huaping during the process.

Hua Ping felt apprehensive, he didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to leave.

"Humanity is, if you have to forgive someone and forgive him, you can let him go." Mr. Zhou raised his hand to stroke his beard, taking the opportunity to wipe off the milk on his beard.

After hearing this, Hua Ping felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Lingbi glanced at him unwillingly, nodded, and silently wrote down the account in her heart.

"Cough," Mr. Zhou suddenly turned around, "Little boy, where did you find that food...?"

Lingbi muffled the source.

So, for several days, the milk corner became a snack for the two of them in class, and Lingbi couldn't compete with an old man every time, and could only eat one or two every time.

The lure plan completely failed.

Lingbi went to find the third young master again.

This time, the Third Young Master didn't have anyone in his arms, because he was being held in someone else's arms.

Dressed as a chivalrous woman, the beautiful woman is holding the third young master in her arms, trapped in a corner of the rockery.The third young master let her play with him, looking like he could be picked or picked by you.

"Third brother, third brother," Lingbi jumped out, "Your method last time doesn't work!"

The third young master's head was half hidden in the fiery red dress of the chivalrous girl, and he did not lift it up.

Lingbi was a little dissatisfied, "Hurry up and tell me again. I gave food last time, but I didn't want it."

"Oh..." The third young master sighed, "Little sister, the third brother is really busy."

Lingbi didn't care about him, just shouted, "Quick, quick!"

The third young master sighed again, and said, "If you give me something to eat, just give me the money."

Lingbi suddenly realized, and walked away.

Another day passed.

Lingbi brought a heavy brocade box. When the brocade box was opened, the neatly arranged gold bars inside it instantly blinded Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou took the brocade box with a livid face, and took the Lingbi to Hua Ruling's yard.

Half a day later, the good news that the most favored cousin of the Hua family was finally punished quickly spread throughout the Huafu. All the servants in the Huafu shed tears and kept silently chanting poems such as "If you don't believe me, look up, God will forgive you."

At the same time, the young master who gave the baby whatever he wanted was punished at the same time.

Lingbi's little butt got hit by Huamanlou a few times, although Hua Ruling and his wife couldn't bear it, seeing their son getting angry, they couldn't stop him.

Since the third young master still needs to be used, Lingbi did not confess the accomplice for a while.After staying for a few days, after things calmed down, she found the third young master again.

This time, the third young master was standing on the opposite bank with a beautiful woman, and they matched each other with the sound of the piano.

The beauty is fluttering in white, with a dusty temperament, and her face is covered with tulle.The sound of the piano under her finger is not comparable to the emotion in her watery eyes.

The eyes of the two are entangled in the air, and the entanglement becomes denser and denser.

Lingbi hit the third young master's face with the sole of her shoe.

"Bad idea!" She jumped up angrily, "None of them worked, and I was beaten!"

The third young master tore off the baby shoes on his face, his face turned dark.

"Why is it you again?" The third young master's righteous face looked extremely helpless, "Little sister, third brother is really busy..."

Lingbi was in a fit of rage, so where to listen to him to distinguish, she just stomped her feet left and right.

"I don't want to please people now, I want to take revenge!"

"It's easy," the third young master's eyes lit up, "You can marry whoever you want to take revenge on!"

Lingbi was convinced by him. Ever since she watched the scene where the sister-in-law bullied the elder brother at will, Lingbi has always felt that getting married is the most powerful thing.

If the old man married himself, then he shouldn't have to do his homework!

Lingbi felt that this method was really good, so she took the shoes from the third young master and left.

So, another day passed.

Today, Lingbi came to the school empty-handed, Mr. Zhou was very satisfied, he felt that he could finally be comfortable for two days.

But as soon as Lingbi spoke, Mr. Zhou knew he was wrong.

"Old man," Ling Bi said with a serious face, "marry me!"

Mr. Zhou felt that his ear, which he had just healed the year before last, was deaf again.

"What did you say?!" Old Mr. Zhou's eyeballs were about to pop out, and his mouth was pouted like a leper.

"You—marry—me—" Lingbi's heart was full of energy.

Mr. Zhou's old face blushed strangely under the rage.

Perhaps, such a sentence is really exciting to a Kuang Nan who has been naked all his life.

"Hello, you!" Mr. Zhou was so annoyed that his neck turned red, "You little boy, you bastard, how dare you miss me!"

He said, as if he was about to faint, he just covered his chest with his hands, panting continuously.

Ling Bi was also annoyed, she thought why this old man was so difficult to serve, no tricks worked!She was about to go out, when suddenly she felt a gust of wind passing by, Mr. Zhou had already rushed out of the room one step ahead of her.

"The old man was innocent all his life, and he was ruined by calling a child!" Old Mr. Zhou howled out, attracting all the girls and boys in the yard to look at him.

Lingbi was dumbfounded.

Mr. Zhou sat down on the ground, covering his face and crying.

"Thinking of the old man, that is to look up to the sky and not to be ashamed of others. Even if the late emperor came in person, he would not bother to be an official!"

"This old man has never bowed his head to power and bowed his head for Chai Mi all his life. Unexpectedly, in his later years, he will be submerged!"

Mr. Zhou became more and more excited as he talked, and jumped up again, pointing at the sky and shouting.

"This old man will never give in to evil forces, old man, never, no, accept, accept, unspoken rules!"

"Old man—old man—"

The old Mr. Zhou in the courtyard suddenly stopped talking after saying this.

Ling Bi was in a daze in the room, when she suddenly heard footsteps going away, and then, there was a "plop" sound from a distance, and countless messy footsteps sounded.

"Come on, come on, come on—Mr. Zhou threw himself into the lake!"

Lingbi: "..."

That's how things went wrong.

In the inner room, the ground dragon was burning hot.

Mr. Zhou, who was rescued, huddled weakly under the quilt and sucked ginger soup.Hua Manlou stood aside sullenly, about to teach the brat a lesson.

Before Hua Manlou's slap fell on Lingbi, Lingbi confessed the name of the third young master.

Hua Ruling and his wife were feeling sorry for Lingbi, and having got the excuse of the third young master, they immediately became angry and clamored to start a family law against the third son.

Compared with the ignorant and young, Mr. Zhou hated the person behind the scenes even more, so he let Lingbi go with a big hand, and was carried to see the third young master being beaten.

Hua Manlou rubbed the center of his eyebrows and sighed softly.

"You, you," Hua Manlou tapped Lingbi's forehead, feeling helpless in his pampering, "You always make Seventh Brother worry about you."

Ling Bi was also very wronged, "Seventh brother, that old man is so scary..."

"Mr.," Hua Manlou chuckled, "Little Abi, if you really don't like studying, then we won't study."

Lingbi said in horror, "I don't want to be a little beggar!"

Now, Huamanlou laughed, picked up Lingbi and said, "Don't be afraid, Brother Qi can support you in the future, so you don't have to be a beggar." Finally, after thinking about it, he added, "But if you are disobedient, you still have to be a beggar." .”

Only then did Lingbi agree with joy.

Hua Manlou carried her back, and asked on the way, "Is there anything A Bi wants to learn?"

"I want to study medicine!" Lingbi thought for a while, then lifted Hua Manlou's head to face herself, "When I get better, I'm going to cure Seventh Brother's eyes."

Hua Manlou's heart was soft, and he touched her.

Seeing no one along the way, Lingbi bit her lip and said in a low voice: "My brother, my brother is not in good health, he is always sick, and I will... cure him in the future."

After a moment of silence, she said sullenly again: "Brother Seven, I miss my brother, I miss him."

Hua Manlou felt her nervousness and cautiousness, and felt a slight pain in her heart.

For a long time, this child has never mentioned the prince, as if there is no such person.Everyone else said that the child had a great forgetfulness, but only he knew that it wasn't that she forgot or didn't want to mention it, but because she missed it too much and was too scared.

She was afraid that others would deceive her, and she was afraid of knowing that she might have been abandoned. She was even more afraid of hearing the news of the prince's death. She had been patient, and she dared not mention it.

Hua Manlou lowered his head and gently rubbed Lingbi's forehead with his own.

"Ah Bi, good boy, your brother never abandoned you and has always loved you very much. Now he is working hard in a distant place just to pick you up in the future."

Lingbi looked at him without blinking, the eyelashes of the two brushed against each other's skin, itching.

"Will there be such a day?"

"There will be a day."

The autumn wind suddenly picked up, and the voices of the two were blown away by the cold wind, and they gradually moved into the distance.

The author has something to say: Mr. Zhou: How dare you covet a boy of more than 60 years like this old man, a little boy like you!You think beautifully!