582 After Drunk Truth

The little rattan frustled, but it was pulled by the stone table. The two children knelt down on the road, lowered their little heads, and seemed to repent.

Seeing that the two confessed their good attitude, Luo Wener said a few more words, and then ordered them to kneel for an hour and turned into the room by themselves.

But it's inevitable to feel distressed, so I secretly look through the window...

"sister..."

"I'm my sister!" Doudou stressed and slapped Mao Mao.

The hairy face does not change color: "I think we are wrong..."

"I'm right!" Doudou is stalking his neck.

This stubbornness is very similar to Luo Wen'er.

"I mean our strategy is wrong."

Doudou looked at him in surprise... What is "strategy"?

"In fact, it's better for them to say these things themselves. Now, they have trapped the two of us. Sister..."

"Bang"!

Maomao still maintains his demeanor: "Don't you think it's them who are kneeling here?"

Big dad and little dad? Kneeling? Whipped by mother?

Doudou imagined it.

"They all seem to like their mother very much, but there is only one mother, which is not enough. Therefore, we need to see who is most sincere to our mother, and we can follow the rest, you can marry!" After thinking about it, "But no matter who you marry, he is my brother-in-law!"

Doudou is still thinking that if he lined up from his big father, wouldn't he become a mother-in-law with his mother?

However...

"Bang"!

"It's my brother-in-law!"

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I don't know who Mao Mao is like. At a young age, he always self-respects of being romantic and feels that he is the smartest person in the world.

This day and night, he changed into an ice blue feather gauze robe.

In fact, four-year-old dolls like him all wear small jackets and trousers, but how can this dress show his elegant demeanor? This robe was made by him sneaking to Jinxiu Village with New Year's money.

The reason why I chose the color of ice blue is that this color looks closest to white at night.

White......

This color will remind him of a person. Although he has only met once, this person inexplicably makes him uncomfortable.

He looked at the mirror and squeezed his already straight robe, putting on a deep look.

No, it should be...

He turned around slightly, turned his head, and squinted his eyes to the mirror with all his strength.

Well, it should look better than that man, right?

It's just that these two buns are too harmful to the image.

It took an hour for Mao Mao to remove his hair and break it up. It took him an hour to make a bun. He tied it with the white jade crown that Xuanyuan Shang gave him last time, and the rest of his hair was scattered on his shoulder.

I picked up the small folding fan, shook it in front of the mirror, was satisfied, and went out steadily.

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A Zi was sitting in the room. Hongyu and Hongbao pinched their shoulders and beat their legs one by one, but he did not enjoy it at all. He only stared at the half moon hanging on the window lattice.

He heard a soft cough and looked around, but Mao Mao stood solemnly by the door.

The man is small, but this dress is definitely like a jade tree in the wind, and he also shakes a small fan, which is very serious.

A Zi immediately became happy, with one arm: "Come on, son, let my father kiss..."

Mao Mao looked serious and swept the red jade red treasure coldly.

The two of them were puzzled, but they also slowed down and looked at Ah Zi.

Mao Mao coughed again, shook the fan, and looked out of the window: "The night is quiet, lonely man... two women. Little father, big father never brings women here..."

A Zi gradually restrained her smile and looked at Hongbao Hongyu: "You go out."

The two saluted and left obediently.

Mao Mao just came forward, so A Zi found that the little guy also held a small wine jar in his hand, and suddenly showed a playful look: "Do you want to drink with your father?"

Kneaded his head: "My son has grown up!"

Mao Mao was dissatisfied and touched his head to check whether the hairstyle was disordered: "I have something important to do. Drink first!"

Such a small wine jar?

A Zi grabbed it, just like grabbing a big apple.

Look at the hair, smile, pat open the mud seal, and drink it all.

Mao Mao looked at him seriously and thought silently, one, two, three...

The name of this wine is three steps. Mao Mao heard that day that if he wanted to see a person's character, he would be drunk. Moreover, he tells the truth after drinking... He has a strong impulse to explore the secrets in people's hearts.

The wine is mellow and sweet, a bit like that person.

A Zi still remembers that on the day of the fire, he kissed her, a gentle kiss, but it was heavily branded in his heart, so that the wind and frost of these years could not be extinguished.

He touched his lips... there was still wine on it, just like her fragrance.

"I know what you want to ask?" His head has begun to feel dizzy.

Bad boy, just like your mother, she planned to deceive me and leave.

He lay on the table and smiled: "You tell your mother that those words are false. We said this to scare the world in order to hide in the deep mountains and not be disturbed. However, if our people get married, the children will not live long, so they will rob the people outside..."

His voice became lower and lower, and there was a faint snoring sound: "You tell her, you tell her, if she is willing, if she is willing..."

Mao Mao didn't hear the rest of the words clearly, only heard him seem to call out: "Xiaowen..."

Who is Xiaowen?

Okay, it turns out that there are others in my father's heart!

My mother is determined not to marry him, so give him... to Doudou.

Mao recalled the words in front of him and didn't understand at all, but the man had been eliminated, so he shook his robe again, put one hand behind him, shook the fan with the other hand, and walked away elegantly.

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When others are in the house, he is on the roof.

Xuanyuan was still lying on a fish-like tile, with his head resting on the overlapping hands, looking at the sky.

There was a movement behind him, and he couldn't help hooking the corners of his lips.

Mao Mao climbed up through a ladder.

At this moment, his description is slightly awkward.

Two small wine jars are tied with ropes and hung around their necks. Because he climbed the ladder for a long time and was so heavy, he blushed and gasped at this moment, but he did not forget to take off the wine jar, took out the fan behind his waist, unfolded it, and fand it lightly.

He walked to Xuanyuan, sat down, and solemnly handed over a jar of wine.

Xuanyuan Shang took it, patted it away, and took a sip: "Say, what's the matter?"

"You drink first!"

Mao Mao looked at him drinking and couldn't help beating the drums.

The eldest father's drinking capacity is amazing, and three steps may not be able to put him down.

In a blink of an eye, the wine has run out, and the eldest father's eyes are still clear, like stars reflecting in the water.

"Say, what's the matter with me?" Seeing Mao's speechless, he smiled: "If I want to say it, I don't need to drink. If I don't want to say it, I can't do anything."

Mao Mao hesitated for a moment.

He found that his method was not very good for his father, and he could always guess what he wanted to do. Most of the time, he was deliberately fooled to make himself happy, which made Mao Mao a little uneasy.

However, unlike the little father, he always treats him as a child. When something happens, the eldest father sometimes discusses with him, which makes him feel that he is very useful and is already an adult.

Biger than Doudou!

So Mao Mao lowered his eyes and pretended to think deeply: "It's my mother's business..."

Xuanyuan was silent for a moment and seemed to sigh, "Then you should ask her..."

"Actually, I know that you are not our father..."

Xuanyuan was really shocked this time and turned his head to look at him.

Mao lowered his head and tried to pinch his fingers: "I don't know who our father is. I think he must be a big shot. Earlier, someone said that he was dead, and my mother was furious. So I know that he must still be alive, but for some reason, he can't meet us..."

Xuanyuan's eyes fluctuated.

This is just a four-year-old child, but who can give birth to such a careful, intelligent and wise child?

He couldn't help thinking, what would his children look like if he were with her?

"We have waited for him for four years. If possible, we are willing to wait, but we don't want to see our mother sad. Every time, people laugh at us as fatherless children and wild breeds, and my mother is very sad. My mother is very powerful, but she never quarrels with people about such things. We can always watch my mother in a daze. Mao Mao knows that my mother is thinking about my father..."

Rubbed her sore nose: "We also want to, and we need a father and mother to have someone to take care of her. She is just a woman, and she will grow old..."

Xuanyuan still looked at him quietly.

The stars are shining, covering the ice-blue robe, like white. Little by little, he peeled the shadow of the man from Mao Mao's body.

It's really similar. It's worthy of being the son of that person, including her thoughts, are exactly the same...

"We pestered you. At first, we just wanted others to know that we also have a father, and they can no longer bully us. Later..."

"Why me?" He asked softly.

"Because you are really good to us, we can see that you also like your mother..."

"But your little father..."

Cough, he really hates this name.

Mao Mao suddenly looked ferocious: "He has another woman in his heart!"

Xuanyuan was still shocked.

Actually, when Ah Zi appeared, he didn't know who it was. But when Qilinzhuang caught fire inexplicably, when A Yun came to the man and called "A Zi" tremblingly, he suddenly became interested in this person.

He investigated the site of the fire and found that the soil nearby had different loosening. Although it was rare and hidden, it could be seen that someone must have sneaked from the ground, so the gods and ghosts unknowed the fire.

Who on earth has this ability?

He observed A Zi while investigating people.

A Zi also has her own people. They just came and went without a trace. Their men took a lot of effort to report to him. Those people came from the soil and went to do "insignificant" things. They didn't know where they settled?

You can move freely in the soil...

He thought of a mysterious nation that had disappeared for a long time.

But how can Ah Yun know the people of the Yuanyuan people?

He touched along the vine and found an amazing secret.