Chapter 174: Mother destroys three generations

Chapter 174 Mother destroys three generations

Tang Zhaodi hurriedly chased after two steps, then turned around and walked in slowly, slowly.

Looking at Xiao Liu who was crying on the bed, she was shaking all over, her head was buzzing, her eyes were red, she was afraid, hated and nervous...

Finally, she slowly, slowly raised her hand.

Xiao Liu looked at her and shook her head desperately, her hair was messed up, and her eyes were full of begging.

But Tang Zhaodi still pressed it firmly, she pressed her hands, and murmured nervously: "It's your fault, it's all your fault, you are sorry for my father, you are sorry for me..."

She finally cried out, "Don't blame me, don't blame me, I don't want to, anyway, you were going to die, it wasn't my fault..."

She cried loudly, but her hands remained motionless. With all her strength, Xiao Liu struggled desperately with her hands and feet, her eyes widened, and she died on the spot.

On a tree not far away, a figure jumped down silently.

The dim sky covered his whereabouts, and he flew all the way back to Yuan's house. He landed in the courtyard, took off his veil, and he was that shy little book boy like a rabbit again.

He recounted the situation like flying, and complained: "This family is really desperate! The son killed the mother! The daughter killed the mother! They are all unloving things!"

Brother Yuan drank his tea slowly, "Didn't you hear a word? Father ruined a nest, mother ruined three generations! All these things are rooted in that old woman! She is going to kill Uncle Qingshan, Doting Tang Sanshui to death, the family doesn't treat Dafang as a human being, and after a long time, won't they treat everyone as human beings, and then they will definitely not treat their parents as human beings..."

"Really!" Taiping squatted at his feet: "Tang Qingshan doesn't like to talk, so he is useless. The children are all taught by Lin Mulan. Lin Mulan has a bright personality, so every child in Dafang has a good personality. Xiaobao is especially cute."

"No," Brother Yuan was speechless: "Uncle Qingshan is not talkative, but he is not useless. In addition to words and deeds, Aunt Lin likes to talk and laugh. In fact, he has no heart, but Uncle Qingshan is a Uncle Qingshan holds the rudder of this family with someone who has a lot of money in his stomach..."

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly came back to his senses: "No, what are you talking about here, why don't you hurry to the city and talk to Xiaojue?"

"Oh!" Little Taiping stood up and said, "Then shall I ride the Tang family's donkey? I've never ridden a donkey before!"

Brother Yuan helped his forehead: "Okay, let's go..."

Little Taiping left happily.

But he said to stay in the brocade garden.

Xinbao's life is step by step.

But because she has initially mastered the skill of single-minded and dual-purpose, so now she can watch flowers while practicing.

Yan Shenjue canceled the cultural class for the time being, Xinbao could seamlessly connect immediately after practicing, and started to see flowers with Shen Erye, Yan Shenjue only made a private request to Shen Erye, try to let her walk by herself.

Tuanzi didn’t realize at all that this was tantamount to procrastinating in practice, and felt that the small life was quite fulfilling.

Turning around for two or three days, I finally got a preliminary look at the garden, and Second Master Shen also discovered that in fact, the names of many flowers that Nai Tuanzi knew were different from what he knew, but they were obviously not taken temporarily.

So, Shen Erye thought, is this a flower name in the heaven? ?

He pretended he hadn't noticed anything, and ran back and forth with Tuanzi in a kind manner.

After reading it once, the dumplings also started to work, such as the seeds of the canopy wood, she found a place to plant them, and after one night, small shoots grew... The so-called delicate is not easy to grow, just like Just kidding.

Many flowers and trees that are not growing well can be moved to a place, and the flowers and trees that need to be pruned, she also started to prune.

Pruning is not for the flower shape to look good, but for better growth, because the root system cannot support so many branches.

The cut branches, needless to say, were inserted directly into the soil.

But how to put it, Kaiguabao is really a sweet burden, and Xinbao is everything that must be planted, and a small broken branch can be planted, and it will grow very fast. Basically, if you plant it today, you will definitely see the buds tomorrow. , It doesn’t change from ten to ten, but changes to hundreds every minute.

It’s not that Erye Shen can’t afford it, but it’s unnecessary. What do you need hundreds of plants for a kind of flower?

So Second Master Shen discussed with Xinbao: "Xinbao, Uncle is going to buy some flower pots. From now on, whenever I have flowers, you can put them directly into the pots, and then sell them for the money you get. , give it all to Xinbao."

Xinbao shook his head subconsciously: "Xinbao doesn't want money, we gentlemen have agreed!"

"No," Second Master Shen said with a smile, "Xinbao made a mistake. We don't have a gentleman's agreement. Uncle accepts Xinbao's elder brother because he is suitable. This matter of accepting an apprentice cannot be exchanged for anything...Xinbao Bao helped me grow flowers. I used to pay Xinbao to pay for it, but now that we are relatives, Xinbao helps me. If I can’t support it, Xinbao helps me support it. I can’t plant it. Xinbao planted it for me... I took advantage of it, that's enough. Then, for example, these, "

He pointed to the ground: "These are my flowers that I don't want, they are pruned by Xinbao, and if they are replaced by others, they will not be able to grow, and they will be gone. Xinbao can support it, it is Xinbao's ability, so of course Xinbao It can be sold, and the money from the sale is of course Xinbao’s.”

Second Master Shen was always kind and serious when talking to Xinbao, just like talking to an adult, explaining the truth clearly, but at a very slow speed.

But Xinbao was still a little down, and shook his head with his hands in his hands.

Then she said: "No! This is Uncle's garden, the flowers belong to Uncle, and Xinbao is here to help! Xinbao can't... can't..."

She clearly remembered that there were many idioms that could be used, but she couldn't remember any of them.

Second Lord Shen smiled and said: "Xinbao has helped Uncle a lot. Xinbao planted flowers for Uncle and gave lectures to Uncle. Uncle is not too pleased. This is what Xinbao deserves. If you are not sure, ask if you are not confident? "

Xinbao turned to look at Yan Shenjue.

Yan Shen Jue said: "Uncle is right, but you can't take all the treasures, you can share them with Uncle."

Xinbao still felt that something was wrong.

Actually, if this is the warm shed at home, she would understand, but now she always remembers that this is Erye Shen's garden, so she is a little confused.

Second Master Shen laughed and said, "Didn't Xinbao want to ask fourth brother to do business? Also, Xinbao can't make money to support his wife?"

Xinbao immediately understood: "That's right! Xinbao still needs to make money to support his wife!"

Second Master Shen suppressed a smile and continued: "These flowers are very expensive, Xinbao can make a lot of money, so you can buy whatever you want!"

Xinbao turned back, looked at Yan Shenjue with bright eyes: "That's right! Xinbao raised his wife with his own ability! The wife wants whatever she wants!"

Her whole regiment was floating, she ran over and looked at him with her belly outstretched: "Honey, what do you want?"

Yan Shenjue's mouth slightly curved: "I want Xinbao to be obedient."

He quickly asked back: "What does Xinbao want?"

Xinbao thought for a while: "Xinbao wants a belt like his wife's."

Yan Shen never understood: "What?"

Xinbao pointed to his head: "Xinbao wants to wear the same belt as his wife."

It turned out to be Xiaoyao Towel.

But her little hair...Yan Xiaolang, who has just practiced braiding skills, is a little worried.

(end of this chapter)

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