The two black treasures of Tiangui's escaped concubine

Chapter 7 Who dares to peek at her mother taking a bath
The master of his family saw too many handsome men and beautiful women, and developed an extremely critical look.Could it be that just because he sees too many beauties and becomes numb, the pavilion master's preferences in this regard have become perverted?
The more the little book boy thought about it, the more goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Ugly?

There are indeed some disgusting looks.But didn't Yun Chenjing call for her to steal his lust?It made his heart itch.

Such an ugly appearance, but it's just out of the ordinary, makes people want to know more and more, the reason why a beautiful face in the world becomes the ugliest in the world.

Underneath, what stories and secrets are hidden.

He's so curious!

The fiery red and coquettish eyebrows raised to the tip of the knife-cut eyebrows, and he said to the little book boy with disdain and contempt: "Why don't we make a bet. When the time comes, I'm afraid I will give you a piece of news at the price of Master Wan." Sell ​​at ten times the price."

How can the little book boy bet with him.No, no one in this world would dare to bet with Linghu Jingxu.The reason why Linghu Jingxu can become the gambling king who wins every gamble is because there is nothing in this world that Pavilion Master Bai Ze doesn't know.

The little book boy couldn't help scratching his brows: Does this good-for-nothing young lady of the Hua family really have some extraordinary background?
Hua Xiyan walked to the gate of her small courtyard.

The incomplete courtyard wall, the corners and walls are covered with moss, and the two door panels of the house door, when pushed, there is a heavy creaking sound, and as long as you are not careful, they will immediately shatter into pieces.

In such a dilapidated, abandoned corner of the world that no one noticed, she lived with her son and a pig for almost six years.

pig?
Speaking of the slap-sized pink piglet next to her son, Hua Xiyan only had one word: big head.

Although it is small in size, it has never grown in size after being raised for six years, only its food intake...

Pushing the door and stepping over the threshold, I heard the sounds in the room: da da da, squeak, groan, groan, groan, groan.

Hua Xiyan supported her head, closed her eyes, and dared to open them again into the room.

Her son held chopsticks in one hand, and Huamurong's small hand was not very flexible in holding chopsticks. One chopstick was long and the other was short, but it did not prevent the chopsticks from filling the bowl of rice into his small mouth like a broom.After a while, that charming little face was covered with grains of rice, around the mouth, on the nose, and on the eyebrows.

It looks like a mess, almost like a little beggar.

In another rolled up porcelain bowl on the table, half of the pink and tender pig's body and a curly pig's tail were visible from the mouth of the bowl. The pig's head was naturally stuffed into the bowl.The speed at which this pig eats can be imagined just by looking at the scene where the mountain of rice piled up on the mouth of the bowl is sucked in by the gust of wind in an instant.

When Hua Xiyan saw a dozen or twenty empty bowls stacked on the table, she was shocked and rushed back to the kitchen to turn on the big cooking pot.

Omg.

She cooked it first at noon, enough for twenty people to eat, and now there is only a layer of golden crust left on the bottom of the pot.

Hua Xiyan's legs felt a little limp.

Just stuffed a bag of money to let Fifth Aunt and the others escape. You must know that the family is short of money, and when it is time to tighten your trouser pockets to live, the food for your son and pigs has worsened.However, Hua Xiyan strongly suspected that no matter how much money she earned, as long as there were two big eaters, her son and the pig, her family would never be able to get rich for the rest of their lives.

"Mother." A child and a pig who were holding a small bowl in their small hands and wanted to go into the kitchen to add food, saw Hua Xiyan at the door, Qi Qi was startled.

Hua Xiyan stretched out her hand and pinched her son's little nose that looked like Mickey Mouse with rice grains on it: "Excuse me, Mumu, I ate all the rice, what are we going to eat tomorrow? You hear what mother said, don't you?" ?”

"No, it's not like that. Nini, Nini eats a lot, and I'm hungry just looking at it." The voice of the mother pinching her nose was husky.

The pink and tender pet pig, hearing what the little master said, the eyes of the two moist pigs opened wide, the pig's eyes were staring, and the pig's mouth was dumbfounded: You eat too much, it's none of my business!

What can Hua Xiyan do? She ate everything, and it wasn't someone who stole it, it was her own son.

let go.

Hua Murong ran into the kitchen with a red nose that was pinched by her mother, took out an earthen pot from the straw pile in the corner, held it in her two small hands and ran to please her mother: "Mother, I'll give you a pot." We left food, afraid of being eaten by rats, so we hid it.”

What kind of mice can be in the kitchen?The mice were afraid of her son and the pig, because her son and the pig could eat anything when they were hungry, and the mice were scared to death.

Taking the earthen pot from her son, Hua Xiyan hugged her son into her arms, his warm and soft body made her hug her like a pillow: "Mumu, are you full?"

"Mother eat, Mumu is full."

Raising a child, the happiest thing is to hear the child's words.

"Let's go, mother will take you to take a bath first, look at your dirty body and your face like this."

In ancient times, there was no shower room, and the hut was too bad.Hua Xiyan boiled hot water, took a big wooden bucket, and went to the room to wash her son.

Hua Murong climbed onto the stool to close the window, saw that the paper on the window was thin, as if the inside could be seen from the outside, and greeted the little pig under the chair with a small hand: "Nini, come up."

The little pig jumped onto the chair, then jumped onto his shoulder, and then obeyed his little finger, jumped onto the windowsill.

The little hand instructed the piglet to point the pig's butt at the courtyard wall outside the window, and the evil little face said sternly: "Nini, you watch here, if anyone dares to peek at me and my mother taking a shower, you fart on them."

Linghu Jingxu, who was lying on the courtyard wall, was startled by these words and couldn't sit still.

The little book boy who was escorting him under him frantically supported his slipped foot, sweating profusely on his head: "Pavilion Master, someone attacked?"

Linghu Jingxu tried his best to stretch out his head to the top of the courtyard wall, and saw the little pig's buttocks on the window facing him, and the wobbly eyes of the pig's buttocks seemed to emit a bubble of yellow gas at any time following the order of the little master.

Two jade fingers pinched the bridge of his nose tightly, and risked being smoked to death, he opened his eyes wide to the figure in the window.

Listen, Hua Murong took off his clothes in the room, got into the wooden bucket to take a bath, and grabbed Hua Xiyan's face with two small hands: "Mother, there is no one here, quickly get rid of your face."

He wanted to see his mother's beautiful face.

It's a waste, it's the ugly Hua family's eldest lady, does she have another face?

The big red brocade robe stretched out towards the window regardless of the danger.But although the piglet was small, the pig's butt was so big that it covered his vision tightly, airtight and bewitched.

"What do you look at, your mother looks like this." Hua Xiyan patted her son's restless little hand.

She didn't hide her face, but she ate Yi Rong Dan.When this incident happened, if she accidentally lost her face and aroused suspicion, it would be a serious matter.At least have to endure for a few days until the storm passes and the sea calms down.

(End of this chapter)