peasant girl fragrance

Chapter 80

Mrs. Ming stomped her feet, so she had no choice but to chase after Xiao Yisu, and went back to the old house like this.

Old man Gao raised his head from the stool, watched You Xiang enter the door with tears on his face, his eyes were full of sadness.The two looked at each other, just about to get ready, when Youxiang's thigh was hugged, she looked down, her face was startled, she quickly squatted down, grabbed Xiao Yisu's small shoulder with one hand, and patted his little butt with the other , fiercely said: "Who wants you to come back, why are you so ignorant, who wants you to come back, you don't listen to Auntie, didn't you promise Auntie, you want to listen to Auntie, why did you run back..."

"Mother, mother, don't you want me? Don't you want me? Mother..." While talking, she threw herself into her arms, her facial features crowded into a pile, which was extremely pitiful.

The tears that Youxiang had just controlled flooded her eyes again, she still spanked his little butt, crying in her tone: "Why are you disobedient? Why are you so disobedient? Why are you so ignorant?"

Then Mrs. Ming came in with Xiaobao in her arms, and when she saw Youxiang squatting on the ground, she was apologetic and sad, "Sister, you can't bear your father, Xiao Yisu can't bear you, now Xiaobao is too young and Asleep, if he is the governor, he will also be reluctant to part with you, you just left without hesitation, the two children will no longer have a mother, a child without a mother is so miserable, if this is the case... If this is the case, why don't you Why don't we die together..."

You Xiang stopped what she was doing, hugged Xiao Yisu into her arms, and she cried silently on his small shoulders.Suddenly a pair of leather boots appeared in front of her eyes. She looked up and straightened her neck before she could vaguely see the person coming. It was so familiar, it seemed as miraculous as the heavenly soldiers and generals who descended from the sky. She blinked blinked.

Leng Dingshan was wearing a cotton-padded jacket as usual, with trousers tucked into his boots. The only difference was that there was a short knife stuck in his waist. At this time, with his hands behind his back, he looked down at the two people who were crying, frowned, and said in a cold tone. He asked, "What are you?"

(End of this chapter)