Chapter 877 Chapter 877: Squeeze the real guy [ask for a monthly ticket]
Zhao Wei was wronged when his mother didn't recognize him.
Tighten the person in his arms: "I am a daughter."
Biological daughter Zhao Wei!
Mrs. Zhao Feng: "..."
Because of her background, Zhao Wei has been as active as a monkey since she was a child. She was once avoided by many dudes in Tianhai. She has always been the tallest girl of her age. It's just that no matter how tall you are, it doesn't exceed your psychological expectations.
Zhao Wei was already slim when she ran away from home.
When a woman reaches this age, no matter how much she changes in size and appearance, her appearance will not change much. In the past few years, Mrs. Zhao Feng imagined the warm picture of mother and daughter reuniting more than once. The daughter is the flesh that fell from her body, and she must be able to recognize her baby at a glance.
Countless warm imaginations are shattered into **** in the face of reality.
Her daughter, she really doesn't recognize it!
The tall, well-proportioned and heroic daughter who is only half a head taller than her, the mother and daughter have only seen each other for a few years, and the latter has strong arms and a generous heart. Not only is he much taller than her standing, but he can still be at eye level with her while squatting halfway, and he can hug her full like her father. Even buried in her arms, the cold metal on her cheek was similar.
At this moment, Mrs. Zhao Feng felt that her brain was not working well.
The reactions of other people present were not much better.
The eldest son who misunderstood Zhao Wei as a child, thought she was going to offend his own mother, and was about to stop him. His hands were in the air, his buttocks were barely three inches away from the mat; the second son moved quickly, and fell to the ground before he could react; the youngest son Just dumbfounded.
Everyone was frightened by Zhao Wei's earth-shattering "A Niang", and then they were shocked to freeze by "I am a daughter". Who doesn't know the daughter of Zhao Feng's family?
Mrs. Zhao Feng pushed Zhao Wei, but remained motionless.
annoyed: "Release!"
The tone was familiar and fierce, Zhao Wei let go of her hand immediately with a cry. Seeing the red mark left by the breastplate on his mother's face, Zhao Wei felt guilty and worried for a moment, stretched out his hand and tried to rub it for her, and said, "Mother, does your face hurt?"
Mrs. Zhao Feng saw Zhao Wei's appearance clearly at the moment.
This face is indeed her daughter's.
The skin is much better than when he ran away from home. It is so delicate that no flaws can be seen, but the complexion is a little darker, and the eyebrows that have not been taken care of for many days are thick and messy. The contours of the facial features added some fortitude, and the whole body became more and more heroic, but—
This figure is really different from what it was back then.
Just looking at the shoulders and waist, although you can't mistake him for an adult man like Zhao Feng, it's hard to get involved with the young and vigorous female monarch. Mrs. Zhao Feng ignored the flash of guilty conscience on Zhao Wei's face, and instantly regained the feeling of strictly disciplining her daughter.
"Put away your armor." No one knew that when she said this, her heart trembled three times, and her mind kept thinking about the hard times when she washed the **** and **** the baby Zhao Wei's diaper. She is sure that she gave birth to a child without a handle, and she remembers correctly!
It's all good, why is there a martial armor?
Warrior Armor isn’t something only for warriors?
Warrior is not equal to being a man or being a man?
When Mrs. Zhao Feng calmed down, Zhao Wei obediently put away her armor, revealing a not-so-loose casual outfit. Just about to show a flattering smile to his mother, the former stretched out his hand and squeezed her shoulder, and then pinched her upper arm and lower arm along the shoulder. Even through a cloth, the muscles under the fingertips are full of elasticity and strength, and the vigorous blood and vitality are almost overflowing.
Zhao Wei stared at her mother in a daze.
Mrs. Zhao Feng regained her senses, and withdrew her hand like lightning.
Coughed lightly, and put on the majestic posture almost engraved in Zhao Wei's bones: "You look like this, what's going on?"
Zhao Wei quickly forgot the details just now, and returned to her flattering smile. She was half kneeling and half squatting, and she was a big one, trying to be a little birdie, acting like a baby like before: "What else can happen, um, no It means that after the daughter runs away from home and joins the lord, she will be able to condense her courage. The daughter has practiced hard these years, made rapid progress, and even fought side by side with my father."
As he spoke, his face was full of pride.
Gently rubbed his head against his mother.
From an angle she couldn't see, Mrs. Zhao Feng's eyes seemed a little desperate. Her hands were faster than her brain, and she slapped Zhao Wei on the head, disgusted: "Why are you like your father?"
It's not that she doesn't care about the occasion, it's that Zhao Wei's actions are too similar to her father's. The husband and wife are like this in private, and then it is not suitable for children. The more times you do it, the body also forms a habit. Mrs. Zhao Feng's cheeks were slightly red, and everyone else looked as if they had eaten melons—I didn't expect Zhao Feng to act like a baby with his wife Xiaoniaoyiren in private, and he didn't notice any strangeness in her.
She is not strong, and Zhao Wei is not in pain.
Sit up straight obediently, still regretting not being praised and recognized in her heart, but soon her mood was flying again, because her mother caressed her face, her eyes were distressed, and she asked her if she was hurt or not. Zhao Wei bared her teeth in joy again and gave her a bear hug.
Acting coquettishly: "It hurts, but it doesn't hurt when my daughter cuts off the head with her backhand. We deserve to suffer some crimes for the sake of his head and military exploits!"
Mrs. Zhao Feng was once again surrounded by her daughter's chest.
However, this time, there is only a layer of soft armor under the cloth, which does not feel as cold and shocking as the scales of the armor breastplate. The only fly in the ointment is some breathless! She got angry and hit Zhao Wei again, looking at her daughter's silly joy, her heart was very complicated.
My daughter ran away from home for several years, and when she came back, she was able to beat a person to death with one punch. This exceeded her expectations, but she felt relieved when she thought of the current world. Having the ability to protect yourself is more important than anything else!
Slender shoulders, slender waist, and long figure, these qualities certainly make her favored by the opposite sex, but once she loses her asylum, these will also become resources to be plundered, and even advantages with a clearly marked price. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have slender shoulders and a thin waist, she still has a powerful waist and shocking broad shoulders. Being strong means power, and having power means repelling frivolous covetousness.
only-
She needs time to accept and adapt to the daughter in front of her.
Whether it is the surface or the heart.
Mrs. Zhao Feng chewed and digested these by herself, and the three sons recovered one after another, and almost dared not go forward to recognize each other. It wasn't until she was convinced that Zhao Wei was their eldest sister that she accepted the reality with a dazed expression. The youngest son is the youngest, and the least shy about it.
He wanted to pinch Zhao Wei's muscles just like A Niang.
The face that lacked blood all year round was full of surprise.
"Sister, this, this, this is true?"
Zhao Wei also exerted strength proudly, making the muscle outline more obvious: "Squeeze it, this is a real guy that your sister bought through hard work! Is it hard? Is it firm? Your strength is too light, turn around Eat more meat, look at you as thin as a little chicken, you don't look like father's son when you walk out, my brother!"
The youngest boy did not move his muscles even though he tried hard.
Zhao Wei's arms were touched all over. And someone sneaking on her belly.
After they were all happy, Zhao Wei tied the wrist strap back, and a white-haired old woman said worriedly: "Oh, what should I do? The eldest daughter of the Zhao family has become like this, ordinary men don't have her physique, what will happen to her in the future?" Are you looking for your husband's family?"
Zhao Wei knew that this granny was just worried, she smiled and said: "Grandma, it doesn't matter, my father promised to find me a few boys to raise and play with, so I don't need to find my husband's."
Old woman: "Yes, your father has always had his own ideas. It's fine if he does this, and you don't have to be angry with your husband's family..."
The person who can live to this age in troubled times is naturally not a pedantic person, or she believes in authority more. Her son was Zhao Fengjiubu, who died many years ago. Zhao Feng didn't ignore her as an old woman, and always gave her a bite to eat.
In her eyes, Zhao Feng is authority.
Since Zhao Fengdu spoke, there must be nothing wrong with this move.
For a while, everyone in the hall talked and laughed.
Hehe, who was overlooked again?
Cui Xiao coughed heavily, relying on movement to draw everyone's attention back. They, including Zhao Wei, also belatedly realized that Cui Xiao had been there all along, and the way she flexed her muscles just now was inappropriate. Fortunately, Cui Xiao didn't care and sent someone to arrange a place to live.
Because there was no preparation in advance, the temporary residence is very simple, but it is enough for everyone who has been in a fearful environment for several months. This night was also the first time in several months that they slept so peacefully, and they had no dreams all night long.
Mrs. Zhao Feng was awakened by the sound of drills outside the house. She poked her head out with her clothes on and saw Zhao Wei was training her younger brothers.
In a daze, she thought that Zhao Fengxiu was at home when the family life was the most stable, earnestly instructing the eldest son on martial arts. Zhao Feng was not there, and it was Zhao Wei who acted in this role. The eldest son is mediocre in talent, the second son is slightly better, and the third son is weak and ordinary. She doesn't expect the children to make great achievements, they can have a skill, and they can save themselves in troubled times.
Zhao Wei noticed her gaze.
smiled and said, "Aniang, did you sleep well last night?"
She smiled and said, "Very good, very good."
Zhao Wei said: "In the middle of the night yesterday, Uncle Cui sent a message saying that there was news about my father. Let's wait for him to be free, and our daughter will take some time off to visit him, and the family will be reunited at that time."
The current state of Kang has survived the most chaotic period of time, and the turmoil in the country has gradually subsided, but the national border is relatively long, and the borders with neighboring countries need to be stationed by frontier troops, and the pressure is relatively heavy. Zhao Feng, as one of the top-notch under Shen Tang's tent, has a mature elite private subordinate. After discussing with Qin Li, Shen Tang broke up Qin Li's family and divided them into several parts. Soldiers were sent to the most stressed areas. There is still some chaos there, Zhao Wei plans to send someone there when the situation improves.
Mrs. Zhao Feng nodded: "There is no rush."
Now that she can see the daughter she misses so much, she is not so eager, and the mother and daughter can still take the opportunity to make up for the few years that are vacant in the middle. Zhao Dayi? Let him wait.
Zhao Wei's eyes lit up: "Mother still loves me."
She was transferred here by the lord. Apart from training, she was helping the frontier army to set up a women's battalion, so she could not leave at will. In fact, letting her stay under Uncle Cui's tent is extra care, and under normal circumstances, she should avoid suspicion. It is basically impossible to transfer her to her father's side.
In other words, if A-Niang and her younger brothers go to accompany her father, she will be alone, and she will not be able to see each other for a few months at a short time, or a year at a long time. She naturally hopes that her family will stay with her as long as possible. Happily, she gave her mother a big bear hug again.
Not surprisingly, he was slapped.
In the simple courtyard, there were a few people fighting.
—
After Wu Xian's tent escorted the person to the destination, he immediately turned back to Tianhai without stopping, but he didn't know that there were constant turmoil in Tianhai these days. Rao Wu Xian also lacked skills, and felt more and more pressure from the Tianhai family, and felt strenuous.
The more this is the case, the more I think of Qin Li's goodness.
In the past few years, under the leadership of Wu Xian, with Tianhai as the center, he has fought in all directions and expanded the territory. No matter how hot the fight outside is, Tianhai is still calm. Also because it was too comfortable, many people were even confused by the peace in front of them.
To put it more simply, people are idle and drift away.
In the past, Qin Li was by his side, and there were other people in Qin Li's lineage to hinder him. Many bad things were dealt with before they were fermented, and Wu Xian could not be bothered at all. Over time, Qin Li has become Wu Xian's hands, and he has long been used to his existence. Even though he knows that he is important intellectually, he still occasionally deserts.
You don't know how important it is until you really lose it.
Nevertheless, the deal is done, the breakup between Wu Xian and Qin Li is really not honorable, and the latter also has a new home, no matter how regretful he is, it will only increase the laughing stock. Just, occasionally still feel distressed.
The only thing that is fortunate is that Wu Xian's bloodline is thick enough and his foundation is deep enough. After losing Qin Li, he can still find someone to take over and stabilize the situation. After he roughly suppressed the cumbersome matters, he was finally able to free up his energy to deal with other things. For example, Shangnan, whose destination is still undecided, and how the family members of so many people in Qin Li's family were transferred quietly.
Qin Li has always been on the front line, beyond his reach.
All of their elites were dispatched, and those who stayed behind were old and weak women and children. Even if they had this brain, they didn't have the ability to hide the truth. Therefore, there is only one possibility left.
There is someone to respond, but there is a ghost inside.
Wu Xian had guesses about the identity of the inner ghost.
In order to verify this conjecture, he sent a letter to He Yin in the name of "Mr. Xu has made great contributions to him". Now that he and Shen Tang are dividing up the northwest, neither side intends to fight any more. In a short period of time, it will not be a problem for the two countries to coexist side by side.
Now the country is about to be founded.
Xu Jie, as a hero, also came to discuss.
If Xu Jie dared to come, the ghost would not be him, and Xu and Tianhai could still repair it; if Xu Jie didn't dare to come, he was basically the ghost, and even brought Xu to turn against Shen Tang. Because, only Shen Tang can protect the Xu family who has become an inner ghost from Wu Xian's anger. The process of waiting for the answer was long and exhausting, and Wu Xian received two messages before and after.
morning-
The news came, Xu Jie complained of illness, and sent his elders to Tianhai.
Wu Xian raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Sick? How sick are you?"
Replied that he was drunk and broke his leg, his head was hit with a bleeding hole, half of his life was lost, and he was unconscious for more than ten days. It was Mrs. Xu Jiezheng who arranged for the clan boss to come forward. The courier who delivered the letter also saw that Xu Jie was lying on the sick bed half dead, so it didn't seem like a fake.
"It doesn't seem like a fake? Oh, the timing is a coincidence."
It's not too early, not too late, but something happened at this juncture.
The man sent to lurk Shangnan also sent back news.
Likewise, bad news.
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(end of this chapter)