Chapter 3: Pack up the best village women, education buns

Most half of the bowl of black noodles, said to be a paste, clear as water, a chopsticks can not be found, this is the dinner of the father and son three, no, it should be breakfast Right? The poor people of the ancients all ate two meals. When they looked at the little buns, they knew that they had not eaten yet, otherwise it would not be possible to open the meal in this half of the afternoon.
Looking down at a few sweet potatoes in my bowl, and then looking at the little buns that I ate with interest, Ling Jingxuan's heart fretting, picking up sweet potatoes and sending them to the small steamed buns.
"Thank you, good food!"
Ling Wu was so happy that his eyes were crescented, just a sweet potato.
"Xiao Wen also..."
"No, I am enough, you eat, milk said that you can't afford to buy meat to make up your body, at least you have to eat."
When Ling Jingxuan’s chopsticks stretched out to Lingwen, the little buns hided with their hands and covered the bowl, and the little sword brows wrinkled into a ball.
Is it painful to be moved?
The more mature the big buns are, the more uncomfortable he is in his heart. I can’t wait to take them to the sea with big fish and meat. Why is this family really not poor? Even if he hasn’t read it carefully, he can guess. It is estimated that this black broth of broth is their daily staple food, I am afraid it is difficult to maintain.
"Then I ate it myself, Xiaowen, is there a well in the house?"
Resist the tears of the rapid surge, Ling Jingxuan is no longer entangled, pick up the bowl and ask while eating.

How could it be? Asking people to dig well is expensive!

The big buns are reflective, and then I look at Ling Jingxuan strangely: "I don't remember if there is a well in the family?"
"Oh... I haven’t been stupid for a few years, so many things don’t remember, what about the family’s draught?

If even the little buns can't cope, Ling Jingxuan is really alive.
"Oh, we are drinking milk or the Lord is in the river."
After all, it’s just four or five-year-old children. Even if they are smart and mature, they can’t detect the loopholes in Ling Jingxuan’s words. Ling Wen’s seemingly logical answer is no longer entangled.
"is it?"
It seems that this family is not only poor, but even drinking water is difficult. It is no wonder that the two little buns and himself are dirty. Originally, he also planned to take a bath and pack the house after he had finished his efforts. It seems that it is no longer possible. This body is too weak, and it has been comatose for a few days. Don’t say that the water is coming back. It’s not good to fall into the river. The first thing you can earn after earning money is First, solve the problem of draught difficulty. The doctor is also a doctor. Although he does not have cleansing, he does not like to get rid of dirt.
"Come on, take me to the river after eating."
Since there is no water in the house to bathe, can you always go to the river? The mountain does not turn, he still does not believe it, it is so difficult to take a bath.
"Ok……"
"Bump!"
"Ling Jingxuan, you are a shameless monster, roll out the old lady, dare to hit my big baby, the old lady fights with you, Ling Jingxuan..."
The two little buns still had time to say something. There was a loud screaming sound outside, and there was a woman’s vulgar curse. The smile on the little buns disappeared, and Ling Wu’s body shook, subconscious. Going to Ling Jingxuan’s side, Ling Wen’s embarrassing look, then look at his younger brother, drinking the black batter in the bowl after three or two, got up and went out.
"Don't be afraid, let's go and see."
The fullness of the warmth of the scorpion suddenly turned cold, Ling Jingxuan took the little buns and went out.
"Get out, you little bastard..."
"bump!"
At the door, Ling Wencai opened the crumbling wooden door and was slap in the palm of his hand. The thin body stepped back a few steps before sitting on the ground. The woman did not look at the small flying by her. Buns, rushing in with a half-year-old boy.
Ling Jingxuan took the younger son to step out of the door to see this scene, Sen cold swept a woman, Ling Jingxuan took Ling Wu big step to the strong and endured tears struggling to stand up Ling Wen.
"Ling Jingxuan, you are a shameless dog thing, even my son dare to fight, the old lady fights with you."
Seeing Ling Jingxuan himself, the woman rolled up her sleeves and rushed over. She raised her hand and wanted to give him a slap. But Ling Jingxuan was not the former Ling Jingxuan, would she let her fight? As soon as the left hand lifted, she grabbed her small arm accurately, and Mori’s cold eyes slammed her toward her:
Roll!

The woman who sprinkled was obviously not expecting Ling Jingxuan to dare to fight back. She couldn’t help but squat on the spot. Ling Jingxuan used a clever force to push it gently. A roller would be like an ice ball.
"Hey, feed my mother..."
Ignoring the woman’s screaming, Ling Jingxuan walked over in front of the big buns, grabbed his wrist and took the pulse, carefully examined his body, and when his eyes swept to his red cheeks, he suddenly murdered, damn, she actually Dare to be so heavy on a child of four or five years old.
"Brother, is it painful?"
Next to the little buns hung with tears, touched his brother's red cheeks, his fingers rubbed gently on it, and the golden beans fell down.
"No pain, hey, I am fine. She is the mother of the big baby, the one who was pulled down by you that day. Every day, she came to the door every day and shouted, but fortunately, the milk will take time out every day..."
The two-finger wide face is swollen like a hoe, and it is impossible to be painless. The big buns are tearful and tearful to touch the younger brother’s head, turning his head and unclearly reporting the identity of the woman, without waiting for him to finish. Ling Jingxuan distressedly pulled him close to his arms: "Cry out when you hurt, you will protect you."
"Hey...oh...hey..."
The small body was stiff, and then two slender arms grabbed his neck, and the big buns couldn't help anymore, burying his head in his neck and crying.
"Hey..."
The little buns also looked back. Ling Jingxuan raised his hand and hugged him, letting the two children cry in his arms, and couldn’t help but secretly swear to himself. This is the last time, and he will never touch people again. A hairy hair.
In less than an hour, Ling Jingxuan not only accepted his current identity, but also took two small buns as his own son.
"The hybrid of the dog day, the shameless monster, how dare you..."
The woman who had been pushed away finally came back to God. Her hands on her hips pointed at the father and son, and the three men shouted, and they were extremely vulgar and vicious. The half-year-old boy next to him was also a slap in the face of a dog. The little buns buried in Ling Jingxuan's arms were frozen at the same time. Ling Wu drilled into his arms. Ling Wen wiped away his tears and prepared to stand up to help the old man to talk, but he was pulled back by Ling Jingxuan.
"It's good to give this kind of thing to you."
Ignoring the village woman sprinkling, Ling Jingxuan greeted the big bun with incomprehensible eyes, and stretched out her fingers to bounce the forehead. When the line of sight turned to the woman, the warmth and tenderness disappeared instantly and was replaced by the coldness of the cold and the bones. murderous look.
The woman who was on the head of Xingtou couldn’t help but shudder, and the body was chilling. Isn’t Luo Jingxuan stupid? How can a fool's eyes be so horrible?
"Don't let me say the third time, roll!"
Every word is frozen like a hail, and the murderous scum accumulated in the past ten years of the killer career is something that ordinary people can resist?
The woman was so scared that she stepped back a few steps, but after hitting her son, she was again chest-shouldered and yelled at her neck: "Hey, you are a dead-faced monster, dare to try to beat the old lady? Believe it or not, let you soak the pig cage A big man doesn't know which wild man is making a big belly, even if he gives birth to two small hybrids, is there a forced face to live? You are not too shameful, the old lady is panicking for you, if I have already been looking for it The thick trunk of the roots has been hanged, and your mother’s mother has just lost the face of everyone in Lingjia Village, the dead monster of the dog day..."
"Hey..."
The black and sturdy woman was more and more sloppy, and she tried to pick up the ugly ones. Ling Jingxuan pushed the two children behind him and patted Ling Wen’s shoulder to signal him to look at his younger brother. The slender body rushed to the woman, one hand She grabbed her collar and opened the bow with one hand. She even had a few big mouths, and she even forgot to fight back. The black cheeks looked swollen.
"Ah..."
Until the woman’s mouth was bleeding, and Ling Jingxuan dismissed her, the woman’s face was swollen, her fingers trembled and pointed at him, and she couldn’t say anything, she could only say it. The sound, his eyes are full of fear.
The wicked must have wicked people to grind. These village women seem to be pungent. In fact, they are all bullying and fearing evil. If you are more embarrassed than her, she will not dare to provoke you again.
"Roll! Don't let me see you again in the future, or see you once, and you, take your mother out of my house, let me know that you are bullying our little buns, labor and money for your dog!"
Returning to the front of the little buns, Ling Jingxuan's cold road, from the 21st century, he did not have the principle of not beating a woman, dare to move his son, a few palms are cheaper.
"Yes Yes Yes……"
"Hey..."
The half-year-old boy seems to be at most ten years old. Seeing Ling Jingxuan is so embarrassing, no longer dare to dare to triumph, pulling her own face and swollen like a pig's head, she stumbled and ran out, just a moment, he suddenly felt that The monster seems to be really killing him, too horrible!
"Wow... you are so good, run away from bad women and big dolls!"
The little buns swept the previous tears and rushed to Ling Jingxuan to hold his legs in excitement and jumped. He was very helpful in helping his family to wear a big high hat, compared to Ling Wen, who was swollen with half of his face. It’s more introverted, but looking at Ling Jingxuan’s eyes is still naked and expressing adoration and fanaticism. He said that his father is a mountain in the heart of his children. Although they have never experienced it, at this moment, they sincerely trust them. Hey.
"Small buns, you remember, people are deceived by people. You used to be bullied by you because you are too weak to give others reasons to bully you. Later, you will be taught some simple self-defense skills. People in the world must not let the people in the world bully us."
Pulling down the two children, Ling Jingxuan distressedly touched the face of the big buns, and said with a serious voice, no matter what the child could not understand, he told them that you would not commit me, I will not commit you, if you commit crimes, labor and capital Inevitably kill you! This is the principle of his past life, and he still does not intend to change this life.
"Ok!"
The two little buns nodded and brushed, although they probably didn't fully understand what he meant, but they knew that what he said was correct.
"Oh... well, I am going to find the clothes to change, you go to the wooden barrel, let's go to the river and take a shower to clean up."
The forehead of the pets and the forehead of the two, Ling Jingxuan stood up and looked at the small yard surrounded by the mud wall. The floor space was quite big, that is, there was no one, one word, poor! Two words, very poor! Three words, very poor! Four words, the family is on the wall!
"Ok."
Two small buns turned and ran to the simple grass shed next to the thatched house. It was probably the kitchen. Ling Jingxuan shook his head and decided to take care of the family for the time being. I first cleaned their bodies and said, by the way, he also wanted to find out if he was looking for it. The anti-inflammatory herbs that have been obtained, the face of the big buns swollen like this, and now it is three days, I am afraid that I will be inflamed and pus.
On the first day of the traversal, others stunned for a few days, and finally awake, and met the best village woman, Shapo Street, Ling Jingxuan, the secret doctor and killer of the 21st century international, is also sad enough, the only thing to be thankful He still has two cute little buns, although he is really not abused by two small buns in the future, at least for now, he is satisfied.