Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 705 Fuck, what father? !

At this moment, Li Jinyang had already woken up slowly.

Seeing Yang Jiayin holding the elementary school yuan by his side, the child has also woken up at this time, staring at him seriously with big black eyes.

Li Jinyang just felt warm in his heart.

Regardless of the injury on his arm, he hooked his long arm and hugged the mother and son in his arms.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Li Jinyang kissed Yang Jiayin on the cheek and comforted him softly.

With just this one sentence, Yang Jiayin burst into tears in an instant, crying so loudly that Xiao Xiaoyuan in her arms pursed her mouth, as if she was about to cry out because of grievance.

Li Jinyang felt sour, and hurriedly reached out to wipe off the tears on her face, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, look, my son is going to cry with you."

Only then did Yang Jiayin stop crying.

First he teased Xiao Xiaoyuan, then he turned his head and glared at Li Jinyang, and blamed him in a low voice, "Are you really impatient to live! You don't take your own life seriously under such circumstances, He deliberately wanted to make us worry!"

Li Jinyang sighed softly.

"Yinyin, let's not talk about my identity, just say that if I am really an ordinary person, under such circumstances, it is impossible to stand by and watch these people get killed."

Looking at Yang Jiayin's red eyes, knowing that she must be worried about him tonight, she blamed herself for a while, and continued, "I used to think that what do I do with the lives and deaths of others? As long as our family lives well .”

"But when it comes to this critical moment, I really can't stand on the sidelines."

"I don't mean to blame you, it's just that my father... feels very uncomfortable."

Yang Jiayin also sighed, and turned her eyes to King Ming who was still in a stalemate with Xiao Bazihu.

In the past, if he met such a villain who disrespected him, King Ming would probably have lost his temper.

Now I don't know if it's because of his age, or what happened, but Ming Wang can still tolerate the little mustache jumping in front of him for so long without getting angry...

Li Jinyang struggled to stand up.

Yang Jiayin hurriedly stopped her, "You have to rest, look at the injuries all over your body, I will hurt for you."

Li Jinyang shook his head, signaled that he was fine, then struggled to stand up, walked up to King Ming, and shouted helplessly, "Father King..."

What kind of identity do you always have, just like an old gangster in the market, entangled here with the little mustache, are you really not afraid of being spotted by some acquaintance in the capital, who will go back and publicize your "heroic deeds"?

However, the sound of the father was so frightening that the little mustache lost his soul!

What father!
There is only one prince in Beijun, that is, Prince Ming of Prince Ming's Mansion.

But never heard that King Ming has a son? !
Could it be that these two are not from their North County?
The little mustache turned pale, swallowed, and asked cautiously, "What did you call him just now?"

"Fuck it, you shit!"

King Ming turned his head, and after rudely replying to the little mustache, he quickly reached out to support Li Jinyang, "Jinyang, your injury is not serious, what are you doing when you get up, find a place to sit down, and wait for the snow to stop. Continue on your way."

"Father, I'm fine."

Being held up by King Ming as if he was seriously injured, Li Jinyang shook his head helplessly, "The sky seems to be clearing up soon, let's hurry up, otherwise, if it snows again, I'm afraid we will die after the new year is over. Can't go back."

(End of this chapter)