Chapter 15

The next day, Mu's mother came to see Xiao Song with the newly made mung bean cake. Xiao Song ate very happily. Master Mu sat aside and looked at Xiao Song's satisfied appearance, satisfied. What is made by hand can only be recognized by others to get a double satisfaction bonus, and at this point, Xiao Song, who has been supported for the next time, is really too popular with her. Mu's mother smiled and said, "Eat slowly and be careful not to chop."

Xiao Song responded, but his speed did not slow down at all. One by one, it was fast and elegant, which was really stunned. Fortunately, Master Mu has been used to her elegant starving ghost appearance recently, and she has long been used to it.

Master Mu pinched the fat on her waist and felt a little lonely. Why didn't this girl gain weight after eating so much? No matter how old a woman is, she will undoubtedly not change her instinct to love beauty.

She glanced around and saw a book thrown casually on Xiao Song's lounge chair. Because his man is a scholar, and he has been working in the husband's industry since he resigned. She has been associated with books since she got married with him. She has been familiar with books for so many years, and she is also particularly** Therefore, after she reacted, she had already picked up the book, looked at the book, and there were three big characters printed on it: 'Three-character Classic'.

"Wan, why are you still reading the Three-character Classic?" This is the enlightenment book of a four-year-old child. How old is the girl?

Master Mu has a straightforward nature. She has few bent intestines in her stomach. She doesn't think about anything at all. She doesn't think about hiding her nature at all... Well, in fact, she can't say that. During the long time of marriage, she has been taking the lady's route. She came to a conclusion in 18 years-- That's a lady or something. It's really not her style!

Otherwise, she would not be teased as a river lion. But she has been a lady for 18 years. Even the Hedong lion is a bold Hedong lion, not a Hedong lion that has always been rude. Therefore, although some people joke about it, he still respects this person very much.

However, boldness is that the so-called mind is not delicate enough, which is a little taken for granted. She felt that the girl had a smart face and should not be stupid, but today she accidentally saw her reading this kind of children's books... If she were an ordinary woman, she would not say anything, at most think about it. But not only did she say it, but the surprise in her tone was also very obvious, and she didn't want to hide it at all.

Xiao Song was naturally injured. She was silent for two seconds, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth stained with pastry crumbs, raised a small face that was not big enough to slap, and her cheeks were stained with a little blush of shame. Her expression was a little sad, but the corners of her mouth were tightly squeezed, with a strange stubbornness... against such a softness The weak Lori face killed all the men in an instant... and Master Mu's mother in the man's heart.

Master Mu touched her fast-beat heart and didn't know that it was the feeling of being cute: "This..."

Xiao Song's expression became more and more bright and sad, and he looked at Master Mu silently and didn't say anything.

What the hell did I say wrong? Master Mu was about to cry... If she had changed her three monkey-like daughters, she would have fanned the soles of her shoes at this time... However, her three carefree daughters could not have shown such a weak expression ←_←!

"Woman...this...you know that my mother is straight and can't speak..." The attitude suddenly became cautious, "Did the mother say something wrong? Hey...don't cry! What's wrong with this? Alas..." Master Mu's mother was in a hurry.

"I didn't cry..." She just looked like she was going to cry, and she was still far from crying.

Master Mu's mother is as kind as flow: "Yes, yes, girl, you didn't cry." This child is really a little vulnerable!

The corners of Xiao Song's mouth twitched: "..." How can she bear with your perfunctory and distrustful expression?!

"Mother Mu, I just can't read..." The voice is getting weaker and weaker, and the rhythm is so worried.

"Yes, yes...ah?" Master Mu returned, and her voice suddenly increased by eight points: "What?!"

Xiao Song continued to repeat brightly and worriedly: "I can't read."

At the end, he added slightly maliciously, "Dad has never taught me." She still knows a lot about traditional Chinese characters, but if she wants to write, it won't work at all. This is not a complete lie.

Master Mu's mother was a little surprised: "You are so old that you haven't invited the teacher to enlighten you?"

Xiao Song shook his head with an innocent face: "I'm a girl. Do I need to be enlightened in reading? But Dad said that a woman without talent is virtue. Sorry, scum, she can't help but want to blackmail you... It's really hard to help it!

"What nonsense! I didn't expect that your father looked magnificent and was also the pedantic thing that can't be eaten. A woman's talent can only be the icing on the cake. How can she be immoral? Master Mu raised her waist and stared fiercely, "Your father is from the list, and he is also a literati. Isn't it a joke that my daughter can't read a big character? Not to speak of your identity, if you get married, you must be the head of the family. If you can't even read the account book, won't you lose the reputation of your father's literati!"

Master Mu clapped her hands and said, "If you are better in two days, you will follow your little brother Ji Yun to the yard where you and Mr. Mu live. Although I am not talented, at least I can teach you a few big characters."

Xiao Song looked at Master Mu's mother in embarrassment: "But Dad..."

"It doesn't matter. You don't have to worry about your father. I'll talk to him. Girl, you just need to tell your mother, are you willing to read with her?

That's what you want!

Xiao Song nodded and smiled, with a clever face: "Then it's troublesome to Master Mu!"

Master Mu touched her hair, and her usual fierce eyebrows softened down. She could faintly see her beautiful appearance when she was young: "Oh, good girl!"

Xiao Song raised his small face and narrowed his eyes, which was very useful. She also calculated Master Mu's mother's hand, didn't she? She deliberately put the three-character scripture of death in that position to lead to the words behind... In terms of calculating others, she is really not very proficient. Fortunately, Master Mu did not doubt her intentions as a teenager. In fact, she didn't want to drag them into the water, but after yesterday's incident, I'm afraid that Duan Zixiu also missed Master Mu. She was just broken... She really goes too much... She knows.

Fortunately, Master Mu* is hard, and the paragraph cultivation should not be unfavorable to them for a while. As for the future... let's find a way to solve this * quickly.

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After Mu's mother left, Xiao Song originally planned to have a good sleep and sneak out at night. The sudden arrival of Duan Zixiu made Xiao Song feel very stressed...

"Dad... why are you here?" Xiao Song touched his face, and his smile should be quite natural... right?

Duan Zixiu showed a sign, and Xiaomei, who was waiting on the side, retreated knowingly, regardless of Xiao Song's desperate wink - oh, the master came to visit the girl when he was sick. He really spoiled the girl too much! But...what happened to the girl's eyes just now? Why do you smoke so much? ...Well, how can a girl winp? She must be so happy! She'd better not delay the girl from chatting with the master ←_←!

When meeting such an imaginative maid, Xiao Song once again felt the malice from the depths of the world.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Duan Zixiu's voice is a little heavier than before.

It seems that he still caught a bad cold that night...

"The eyes are fine." Xiao Song took a step back without any trace, escaped from Duan Zixiu's fingers that wanted to touch her eyes, turned around and took a clean porcelain cup from the table, poured a glass of water for Duan Zixiu, handed it to him in his hands, and said in a concerned tone with a sincere expression: "Dad's illness hasn't healed yet. Why did he come here? Dad, you'd better take a sip of water to moisten your throat first, which can also be more comfortable.

The corners of the paragraph's lips hooked slightly, "It turns out that Dad's good fragrance is so filial."

The corners of Xiao Song's eyes twitched. Ouch, why is this irony so heavy? She must have opened it in the wrong way!

Duan Zixiu reached out to pick up the teacup handed over by Xiao Song. His slender fingers held the teacup and also held Xiao Song's white and tender fingers. Xiao Song seemed to be electrocuted. His hand loosened, and the teacup fell to the ground with a bang. The porcelain pieces and water splashed together, smashed the ground and stained Xiao Song's cyan. The skirt is dyed with a lonely dark color.

Xiao Song exclaimed and pulled back his hand, "Ah, Dad, are you all right? Xiang'er is not good. Xiang'er is always so clumsy. I looked carefully at Duan Zixiu's hand, which was clean and smooth... What can I do?

She frowned and looked at the mess of the place, and suddenly shouted loudly, "Xiaomei...uh..." Duan Zixiu covered her mouth.

Xiao Song's heart trembled, stepped back and gently pulled away Duan Zixiu's hand, tilted his head to make a puzzled look, "What is Dad doing? Xiang'er broke the teacup and had to let Xiaomei clean it up.

"No hurry at this time." Duan Zixiu's voice was hoarse and hurried, "Good fragrance, Dad hasn't come to see you for a long time. Today, you naturally have to have a good talk about it. What do you want those unrelevant outsiders to come in?"

Xiao Song lowered his head and looked obedient: "But the teacup is broken, and the ground is so dirty."

Duan Zixiu suddenly smiled, took her thin waist with his big hand, imprisoned her in his arms, and grabbed her restlessly waving hand with the other hand: "Then let's go to ** talk. It's not dirty there."

The corners of Xiao Song's mouth twitched slightly: "..." Is there an illusion of throwing a stone at his feet?

Seeing that Duan Zixiu really took her to **, a huge drop of sweat appeared on Xiao Song's forehead... Joking, nothing will happen to a man and a woman in bed since ancient times? Those who sleep and chat under the quilt are either two underdeveloped children, or the elderly and the disabled who have lost their functions... No, now the disabled people in that area are also impulsively said! I don't believe that such a powerful person as Duan Zixiu can do anything pure in that place!

Xiao Song stopped in a hurry and grabbed Duan Zixiu's sleeve, "Dad, let's not go**! It's so hot in the room. Let's go outside. It looks cool.

"It's not good outside. Dad doesn't like outside. For some things, it's better to stay in the house." Duan Zixiu dragged Xiao Song and didn't relax at all. He smiled meaningfully: "Dad prefers **, and Xiang'er should be obedient."

"It's not good!"

Duan Zixiu's face sank, and the strength of dragging Xiao Song became bigger and bigger. Xiao Song was in pain and gritted his teeth to bear it. He was extremely hateful - the servants in the yard were probably sent away by Duan Zixiu. Even if they were still there, there was Duan Zixiu sitting here, they would not dare to come in... In other words, no one could help her at all. . Unfortunately, she has always put away the trapped array because she is afraid of being discovered by those maids who come and go, but now it is impossible to arrange another one. Damn it!

Xiao Song was dragged around the screen. Before he could lean against the bedside, Duan Zixiu was already impatient. A big hand grabbed Xiao Song's arms and raised them over his head, pressed Xiao Song with his body, put her against the railing by the bedside, and leaned into Xiao Song's skirt with one hand, in his clothes... There was nothing. Duan Zixiu Hu** didn't touch the fart. He seemed to be a little disappointed, and the kneading force on his hands became heavier and heavier... The girl who is not fully developed really can't afford to hurt! The other party still doesn't feel anything after being taken advantage of, and it seems that he is still very dissatisfied?!

Duan Zixiu's lips and teeth fell on Xiao Song's white and delicate neck, constantly biting *, and the sound of low moaning leaked from between his teeth: "Xiang'er... Xiang'er... My... Xiang'er... My..."

Xiao Song's face turned black in an instant, and the joke repaired your brain scum!

I didn't expect how to resist, but it was a whirlwind. She was thrown in **. Fortunately, the mattress under the bed was thick and did not hurt her. Duan Zixiu pulled open her skirt and climbed into bed... At this time, if she said a few words like 'ya mie die' or something, it was undoubtedly not resistance, but cheering! Xiao Song thought silently that nowadays, no matter what she said, it was cheering in the ears of the scum father... right?

Seeing that Duan Zixiu was about to press up, Miss Xiao Song was anxious and looked over with a puzzled face: "What is Dad going to do?"

Duan Zixiu generally will not resist the soft and cute eyes of this cute girl. Only when Xiao Song resists will he appear particularly impatient. If he is obedient, he does not mind being pleasant to Xiao Song. He looked at the confused face, and somehow there was a burst of excitement. He only felt a heat surge on his face, rushed down, licked the corners of his mouth, and said hoarsely, "Naturally... to do something interesting."

Shameless!

Xiao Song continued to blink his innocent and ignorant eyes and looked uneasy: "Dad, are we going to do it in **?"

Duan Zixiu only felt that he could no longer stand such provocation and **. He tore his clothes and pressed on the little man who huddled at the foot of the bed...

Appropriate dialogue is also a kind of fun. Duan Zixiu is very tolerant. He stared at Xiao Song, took off her shoes and played with one of her jade white feet. Xiao Song shrank his feet uncomfortably, only feeling all kinds of discomfort and all kinds of ecstasy, but Duan Zixiu seemed to be addicted to playing... Xiao Song couldn't stand it and said coldly, "What is Dad doing? Today, I stepped on the ground bare several times and flattened a green worm. I was afraid of being scolded by the maid. I had time to rub it in the grass pile and put on my shoes and socks. I haven't washed it well so far... Oh, it seems that this foot stepped on the green bug... The fat worm rotted into a pool of mud as soon as I stepped on it, cool It's cold, wet and uncomfortable.

Girl, do you dare to be more disgusting?

The paragraph is stiff...

"Dad, do we have to play games in **?" Miss Xiao Song bit her thin lower lip, "Can you not?"

"Oh...why?" Duan Zixiu is undoubtedly a little uncomfortable at this time. There is nothing he can do. Xiao Song's childish words are really too lethal ←_←!

"Dad~~" The beautiful girl lowered her little face awkwardly, "** dirty, let's not go **." Xiao Song bit his lip, as if he was extremely shy and guilty: "Xiang'er... Xiang'er wet the bed a few days ago! "This is really too cruel and ferocious! Duan Zixiu, you, have to force such an innocent girl like her to admit that she wets the bed!

Duan Zixiu's body is stiff again: "...Really?" Soon it returned to nature, but listening carefully, there was still some gritting teeth: "Is Xiang'er lying to her father? Why doesn't Dad know anything about this?

Of course you don't know! Your whole family won't know! As a lady, how do you think she can do such a rude thing as bed-wetting?

"It's true." Xiao Song's tears were confused and ashamed: "Xiang'er is already an adult. This kind of thing is so shameful. How could Xiang'er say it out... Xiang'er didn't dare to tell the maid that she secretly changed the sheets alone, and asked the maid sisters to pick flowers to smoke for several days... However, it's still smell... If it hadn't been for Dad... If it hadn't been for Dad... If it hadn't insisted on this... Xiang'er would never say... Whoo-hoo..." Girl, is it a little disgusting?

Xiao Song covered his face with his hands and peeked at Duan Zixiu from his fingers. Sure enough... his face was pale and ugly... This guy is probably very disillusioned now.

Duan Zixiu is not without any weaknesses at all. The most obvious is also the best weakness, that is, this man has a cleanliness fetish ←_←! And it's still a rhythm of cleanliness that can't afford to hurt ~ Xiao Song actually doesn't quite understand the idea of this kind of cleanliness man. Shouldn't people with cleanliness be more clean? What about this kind of cleanliness photo? What about women's photos? What an unscientific setting!