Small peasant girl is born with divine power

Chapter 343 Solutions
Liu Yezi held Qing'er in her arms, tried her strength again, and found that the little guy's strength was really great, and felt a little complicated for a while.

It seems that her so-called natural power is really not unique to her, that Liu Jiawei is also very strong, and so is Qing'er.

Could it be a family inheritance?

that…

Liu Yezi was startled, if it was really someone from her own family who would be very strong, then the Liu family's elders were also very similar, and they were also very strong.

.........

Not really.

Liu Yezi hoped that she was thinking too much. Maybe her family is not the only one with this string of genes. Maybe the Liu family and Liu Jiawei's family have the same bloodline?
Seeing Qing'er drooling and smiling at herself, Liu Yezi hugged her and put her back in the small chair.

Unexpectedly, she struggled to crawl out, grabbed the two sides of the chair, and with a click, broke the chair apart.

Then he crawled to Liu Yezi's feet and stretched out his arms to hug her.

Liu Yezi silently hugged Qing'er and fell into deep thought.

Zhang Xiaoya: "Hey, my dear mother."

Liu Dahu: "This... This is a chair made of bamboo, it's not very strong."

Saburo looked at it, and felt from the bottom of his heart that he must be good and polite to the girls, especially his own.

Sister and sister, anyone can slap her to death.

The cleaning is over.

But the Liu family also fell silent.

Zhang Xiaoya looked at Qing'er, frowning.

"What can I do? She has so much strength with such a small body. If she hits me casually, my face will be swollen."

Liu Dahu also sighed.

"The key is that the child is still young, and there is no way to make sense in the past few months."

Liu Yezi also nodded: "She can't control her own strength now."

Now Liu Yezi dares to hold Qing'er, and she doesn't have to worry about accidentally hitting her like that.

Liu Yezi looked at Qing'er's bright eyes and the baby's skin that could be broken by blows, and thought, maybe, because she was worried that Qing'er was born prematurely, she gave elixirs several times, so she was taken away at such a young age. Has it aroused so much strength?

It's impossible to say.

Before, because she was afraid that Zhang Xiaoya would not be able to give birth to a child, she gave Zhang Xiaoya to drink water mixed with psychic liquid.

But Zhang Xiaoya didn't show any difference, and even her skin didn't get any better. It's very likely that all these things were absorbed by Qing'er who was still in her stomach.

Thinking of this, Liu Yezi couldn't help touching Qing'er's drooling chin with her fingers.

"You are really good."

Liu Dalang looked at his own fingers that Fang had wrapped up into zongzi, and echoed beside him.

"Nearly bit off my finger."

Zhang Xiaoya gave Liu Dalang a look: "What nonsense are you talking about, that's your sister."

Liu Dalang covered his head, walked to his own father's side in aggrieved manner.

Liu Xiaohua took a small handkerchief to wipe Qing'er's saliva, and couldn't help sighing.

"Then what should we do now, Qing'er is so strong, can my sister-in-law take care of it?"

Zhang Xiaoya shook her head: "That's not good, that's not good." She still wants to live for a few more years. Although it is impossible to be beaten to death by her daughter, it really hurts. If she becomes stronger in the future, It's not impossible to kill him.

Liu Yezi: "But I still have a lot of things to do, I can't take care of her at home all the time."

Erlang saw that the whole family was lost in thought, thought for a while, and said, "Then wrap my sister's hands in cotton, so that she won't be able to catch things, just be careful not to be bitten by her."

Zhang Xiaoya: "That can't always be like this."

Erlang: "Just open it when eldest sister is at home."

Liu Yezi thought about it seriously, and felt that the method Erlang said was still feasible.

Get something similar to a boxing glove and put it on Qing'er, which can ensure that Qing'er can't hurt anyone when he can't control his strength.

Liu Yezi smiled and touched Liu Erlang's head: "Erlang is really smart."

Erlang smiled obediently at Liu Yezi.

Liu Dahu: "In that case, Xiaoya, you can't live in the county with me."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoya looked at her daughter with a complicated expression, and sighed for a long while.

"That's fine. Anyway, there are no acquaintances in the county, and I can't talk about it. I can't quarrel with those people. It's not interesting."

This can be regarded as the first time for little girl Zhang to regress willingly.

For my own daughter.

After discussing the matter, at night, Qing'er, who was asleep, regained her tranquility.

As soon as Liu Yezi returned to her room, she saw Liu Ya'er fiddle with cotton.

Liu Yezi: "...Are you going to get what Erlang said?"

Liu Ya'er nodded, holding a few large lumps of cotton and fabric under the candlelight, next to a basket of needles and threads, looking very professional.

Liu Yezi blinked, then narrowed her eyes suddenly: "Did you steal the cotton from your little aunt?"

Liu Ya'er held the cotton in one hand, and waved the cloth in the other, and said, "How can you say that family affairs are stolen."

Liu Yezi looked at Liu Ya'er in disgust: "I'll take the blame for you every time, otherwise my little aunt will think that there are burglars or ghosts in the house."

Saying that, Liu Yezi approached, watched Liu Ya'er playing with it, and then gave Liu Ya'er her own opinion.

"It's the kind of glove I drew for you before, with a thumb, and the rest is one piece, with cotton sewn inside, so, stuff more, so that it won't hurt if you hit someone, and she can't grab anything. .”

This way, it will be late at night.

Liu Ya'er put down the needle and thread in her hand, took out Ye Mingzhu, and blew out the candle.

"I hold it in the sun a lot during the day."

it says.

Looking at the radiance of the night pearl, Liu Yezi: "..."

Unable to bear it, she asked Liu Ya'er: "Can you really see the stitches clearly?"

Liu Ya'er giggled, very embarrassing: "I can see it at night, even if I don't need candles."

Liu Ye: "..."

That's right, she might have been assimilated by Liu Ya'er, making her more and more stupid.

After finally finishing it, Liu Yezi looked at the pink fluffy cotton gloves and felt quite satisfied.

Liu Ya'er's needlework is really good, the stitches are even more neat than machine sewing.

Putting Ye Mingzhu into the box, Liu Yezi stretched.

"Go to sleep."

After getting into bed with Liu Ya'er, Liu Yezi touched Liu Ya'er's cool body, and bent the corners of her mouth downward.

"It's still cool to lean against you in summer, but not in winter." She wanted to kick it out of the bed.

Liu Ya'er snorted, and wanted to go to Liu Yezi's side, which made Liu Yezi feel a chill in his heart.

Liu Yezi couldn't help punching her, and then covered her hand with pain and her face twisted.

Liu Ya'er rubbed her head and giggled.

Later, a certain human-shaped object meditated in the corner for one night, and held its thigh for a whole day the next day.

(End of this chapter)