Chapter 1592: : Poor little old man

"Disregarding you, too, then a lot of age, this night is high, you are not staying in the bed, squatting everywhere, if you encounter bad guys, how dangerous!"
Apologize to apologize, education is still indispensable, the money mother took out the words that the former money blossoming often educated himself, and educated the old man.
The old man of Tianji was depressed. Originally, he ran to meet his gangsters and unlucky ones. He did not expect to take out a big-name character from the air, and stunned his own brain!
The most unacceptable thing is that she actually called herself ‘old man? ’
"This old lady, what do you call me? Old man?"
The old man was incredulously pointing at his fat face and was hurt.
"Yeah, you see you with a white hair and a pleat. I don't want your old man to call you a little son?"
The monetary girl nodded very honestly and did not know that the ‘real sincer’ that he had done broke the glass heart of a little old man.
The old man shook his lips, but he was smashed into an internal injury. He couldn’t say a word.
He is only in his sixties. This is full of white hair, but he is a symbol of high morality, he is proud!
As for that face pleat? Dear, can you enlarge your crow's feet, take a good look, this is clearly the shoe print you made on the soles of your shoes!
"Hey, I said, old man, don't you show a sad look, as if I had bullied you in the big night, it was like being seen by others, how bad it is!"
The money mother patted his shoulder and comforted, completely ignoring the two stunned couples behind him.
The old man with a shameful face.
Originally thought that this unlucky one is already a wonderful thing in the world, I did not expect that this woman, who looks like a fifteen-year-old woman, is the best of the wonderful.
Hey, the water and soil of the holy country, it is not easy to raise such a woman who is so speechless and crying.
Ever since, the old man still sobbed, and went back to the house to hide his tears in the corner.
"Mother, who are you bullying?" Qian Duodu pulled a paw on the shoulder of the mother, and gloated.
"What is it that bully?" The monetary girl dissatisfied with the money and blossomed, refuting himself: "I just can't bear to see a little old man feel sad for his lonely dusk and comfort him a few words."

Qianmian looked up and saw her daughter's eyes, obviously unbelief, her irritating hand: "Forget it, too lazy to tell you, so late, your mother, I am tired, go find the hotel."
Long Muzhen looked at the mother-in-law and became an angry bird. He didn’t dare to laugh, but he had a serious opening.
"Mother-in-law, the weather is not too early, let's stay in Lingyin Temple for one night tonight, and I will take you back to the palace tomorrow."
The money mother now only wants to get rid of the money blossoming staring at herself. The strange eyes, she even promised, then hit Hatch, followed them to the room of Lingyin Temple.
After the arrangement of the mother-in-law, Qian Duodu said: "Four, do you want to see Master?"
Long Muzhen hid his mouth and smirked: "Master estimates that he is hiding where he is crying. You better not to pick up the hair. If he knows that the woman who has mad at him is your mother, the king can’t guarantee it, Master. Leave you down the hill!"
"Hey, that old man can be considered an opponent, and he will dare to bully me after watching him!"
(Pro, today, the plane flies to Shenzhen, the meeting is 3 days, the update may be irregular, sorry, come back and not make up)