Chapter 682: Grab the pro

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When the next morning, Lin Mumu just got up and found that several children had already eaten breakfast, and Xuan Jing gave them a rich breakfast.
There are milk, eggs, and meat buns for breakfast. The nutrition is very rich. The milk is also turned by the wood-wood microwave oven. Everyone has four children.
"Mr. Lin, come to have breakfast." Azhua warmly greeted Lin Mumu.
Lin Mumu brushed his teeth and smashed a copy. He found that Xuan Jing was really generous and actually bought eight people. Her daughter was not enough.
When they go to school, Xuan Jing also follows.
Lin Mumu took Xuan Jing a little bit, but she could only call her to the office and tell her in a teacher's tone:
"I understand the feelings of your child, but you will only let Azhu feel that there is no freedom, and other students will alienate her.
Do you see which student is sent by the parents in the school? Children who don't go to school themselves will also be looked down upon by classmates.

"I understand, when I come back in the evening, bring her back, remember to call me." Xuanjing thinks of something, and left ten red one hundred dollar bills to Lin Mumu:
"What I got from you yesterday is what I bought."
"Well, let me go, I will talk to Azhuna. Lest she think you are robbing me."
Waiting until the evening, Lin Mumu and Su Xinyi originally wanted to bring Azhu back to the military region. Who knows Amu said:
"Azhuna has gone home, she wants to send her a dad."
"Let's go, let's go to Agammo and Qubissa's home to see." Lin Mumu and Su Xinyi worried about Azhu, and simply went to Hongliu Village to visit.
Before going, Lin Mumu also called Xuan Jing and said the situation.
When Lin Mumu went to Hongliu Village, Xuan Jing was holding Azhu that behind him, and the small gangs in front of them blocked them.
Today, Xuan Jing is afraid that Azhu is not used to it. She took off her daily robe and changed her casual clothes. It is also a middle-aged woman who seems to have no strength.
The couples holding sticks and knives in their hands are not dry in their mouths:
"Adashan is not dead. I promised my grandmother before, saying that after he died, he will give me a daughter-in-law."
When the little punk combed a big traitor, wearing a holed jeans and a black vest with a black sleeveless floor, the look of the flow was irritating at first glance.
Azhu is rather courageous. She confessed her head from Xuan Jing and replied: "Hey, my father is saying: "I want to marry my niece, unless I am dead."
"Oh, don't think that you can leave our village by hooking up a woman from a foreign country. I tell you, you are dead, your marriage is the head of the village."
The village head has promised that you will give me a child, and your account is in my home. Do you still want to run?

Azhua is also dumbfounded, tears helplessly flow.
She is a minority, and the custom of the Yun village is the village chief, and the popular county magistrate is not as good as the current law.
Even if it is a big thing, the village head only needs to say one, no one in the village dares to say two, and does not dare to speak outside.
Since the village chief awarded her to Aganu and got her account at Aganu's house, she seemed to have no way.
She just tasted the warmth of her loved ones, and she didn't have time to call her grandmother.
"Ama, thank you." Azhu Na took the silver lock on her neck and handed it back to Xuan Jingdao: "You are going, you can't afford them."