From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 779
Carefree, uncontested, just like when I was young... that six-year-old, chubby little girl; that little girl who was chasing and playing with her brothers under the crabapple tree; In the wisteria corridor, the little girl who asked what she belonged to; the little girl who took a bite of watermelon and foolishly handed it to herself; Food, the little girl who likes the green dumplings made by the Empress Dowager the most...

This is Ye Xiaoxiao...

Feng Junran's heart trembled, and his fingers tightened subconsciously. The flower stalks were crushed by him, and the white milk flowed out and dripped onto the ground along his fingers, just like his tears...

Only now did he realize that everything he did, the empress he personally shaped, was nothing small.

So the man spread his fingers and couldn't help but look at it. On the palm with a thin callus, white liquid crawled, bringing a sticky touch.

"Brother Fuji!"

Ye Xiaoxiao came over bouncingly, stood in front of the man, and waved her little hand: "Do you want to put on airs tomorrow?"

Feng Junran quietly looked at the cheerful little face, and said lightly, "Yes."

"Then I'll come tomorrow too!"

The little man waved his paws, waved goodbye, and followed Zhan Hong bouncingly, walking slowly into the village.

The breeze blew away the dandelions, and the small white umbrella flew higher and higher, farther and farther, riding the wind, sliding across the gorgeous blue sky, and finally disappeared into the clouds and disappeared.

Feng Junran stood quietly on the ridge, the breeze twitched the hem of his coarse clothes, the broken hair that fell on his forehead danced with the wind, the man's back was straight and broad, even with a mask on, people could still feel this A person of extraordinary power and influence.

"Owner……"

Behind the man, in the background of poplar trees, Dong Luo slowly fell from the tree and stood behind the man.

Feng Junran still quietly stared at Ye Xiaoxiao's back as she walked farther and farther, until she saw her bouncing into the door, and then gave orders lightly.

"Find some more wood tomorrow, throw it here, spread it out, but not too far away; it can be thicker, but not too long; it can be a little brighter, but not too fake..."

The man who has always been indifferent, but today he ordered every bit like an old lady, never letting go of the slightest detail, and I don't know why, just like Dong Luo, a hard-hearted secret guard who has killed countless people, at this moment I couldn't help but my eyes were red, tears fell down my cheeks, before they fell to the ground, they were blown away by the blowing wind, and I couldn't see them anymore.

"Yes!" Dong Luo responded, then turned and left, his figure was the same as when he came, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. In this picturesque pastoral scenery, only this man stood quietly. Between the sky and the earth, the sky above the head is full of clouds, the dazzling sea of ​​dandelion flowers blooms under the feet, the waves of wheat roll around, and there are stretches of locust tree forests in the distance...

"Xiao Xiao, it's fine if you're like this..."

It doesn't matter if you can't remember it, or that's fine, at least, you are still that innocent and ignorant little one.

The man muttered to himself, then slowly raised his feet and walked towards the village.

Finally, I can also understand why the princes of the ancient Fenghuo opera only smiled for the beauty, but now it is not an exaggeration to spend a lot of money, and it is not too much to have a happy day.

Xiaoxiao, let me rule the world in exchange for your innocence, okay?
The man slowly closed his eyes, and finally drifted away. The breeze blew past, and small white umbrellas passed by one after another. After the world was clear, the sun was setting and the fields were silent. Poplar leaves made a rattling sound.

Back home at night, Ye Xiaoxiao was still thinking about the beautiful patch of dandelions flying all over the sky today. Zhan Hong was busy in the kitchen at the moment. This one is in the kitchen, you can't let this one do the laundry and cook, in short, you can't let this one get tired, you have to serve her like your own grandma...

Thinking of this, Zhan Hong couldn't help but want to kneel, what do you think?Is it necessary to take care of it so carefully?Didn't I say it all, to treat my wife very well, what's the point of that sentence?I haven't been on the house for three days, and I have been spoiled like this all the time, I don't remember that you deserve it!
Zhan Hong couldn't help complaining, he groaned while frying chicken nuggets with chilli, and then, using the reason of trying salted eggs, he picked up a piece of chicken leg meat without any explanation, but he didn't eat it yet, and suddenly a small stone flew in from outside. It hit him on the wrist without a slant, and with just a flick of his wrist, the piece of chicken leg fell back onto the plate.

Zhan Hong clutched his red wrist, grinned and looked back, and sure enough, he saw Feng Junran standing on the other side of the wall with an indifferent expression, only showing his head and staring at him quietly.

"Success, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Zhan Hong clasped his hands together and begged for mercy, but he almost fell to the ground.

The man didn't speak, but just watched quietly. In desperation, Zhan Hong carried the plate carefully into the main room under tremendous pressure, placed the dishes on the table, and did as the man ordered. Three dishes and one soup, one meat dish, one vegetarian dish, one cold dish, plus a daylily egg drop soup...

Zhan Hong glanced at the white flour steamed buns in the basket, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, well, just serve him, he can count the number of times he ate white flour in his life with one hand, and now following this little girl , Not only can you eat meat every meal, but you can also eat white flour steamed buns every meal, which is also worth it!
Thinking that he simply raised his legs and went out, brought in the basin and water, and carefully asked Ye Xiaoxiao to wash his hands.

The little girl came from a family and was used to being served by others, so she didn't think Zhan Hong's appearance was strange. She finished washing up very calmly, and then went to eat generously.

When Ye Xiaoxiao picked up a piece of chicken and stuffed it into his mouth, Zhan Hong dared to look back. Seeing that the head on the wall was no longer visible, Zhan Hong breathed a sigh of relief and began to pick up vegetables and eat meat.

Well, the chicken tastes good, it seems to be a wild pheasant, tsk tsk!
Zhan Hong lowered his head and kept pawing the rice, like a hungry wolf, and then heard the little girl giggling on the side, looking up, Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes were almost gone, Zhan Hong couldn't help it She curled her lips, but saw someone push the fried chicken nuggets with chili in front of her: "Eat more."

Zhan Hong finally let go of his angry mood, and then couldn't help but look at Ye Xiaoxiao more, and asked tentatively: "There is a big market in Yuyang City tomorrow, how about taking you to play?"

Ye Xiaoxiao nodded hurriedly when she heard the words: "Okay, okay!"

She hasn't been to the big fairs in the countryside yet!

The little girl nodded with a smile, and Zhan Hong couldn't help laughing because of her cute appearance.

No wonder that man refused to let go...

(End of this chapter)