Chapter 158 The Little Girl's Talent

The little girl felt something was wrong as she was wiping it, so she reached into the bag skillfully and actually took out a smoked chicken. The little girl looked at the smoked chicken in her hand, then looked up at the one on the table in a daze.

He tried to open his eyes wide and looked up and down several times, then shouted happily, with the words "I succeeded" written all over his face. Then he ran out with the smoked chicken in his hands to show off his new skills to the mother and three others outside.

After Zhang Xingwang lay down, he realized that he was also confused by his fourth sister's magic sound and seemed to have done something stupid. Fortunately, only the little girl was present. He didn't know if she found out. Anyway, she was only four years old and should be easier to fool.

He quickly got up and went to the living room, looked at the smoked chicken on the table and the sack on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, and without saying a word, put the smoked chicken on the table into the space, then showed an expression of surviving a disaster, and went back to lie down with satisfaction.

I just vaguely heard the goose-like sounds of the mother and her two daughters and the little girl's loud explanations and cries of grievance.

When it was time to eat, Zhang Xingwang looked at the aggrieved little girl in confusion and asked her what was wrong.

Finally, Wang Xiulan said:

"It's nothing. I just punished her for lying. But I didn't do anything to her, and she still felt very aggrieved."

He sighed and said with a look of self-blame:

"When your father was alive, he loved Xiaoya the most. I didn't have time to take care of her before. She seemed very well behaved before, but she has started to act naughty recently. As expected, she is not as fun as before when she is old enough that even dogs hate her. I just need to take good care of her from now on."

Looking at his mother who was blaming herself, and then at the little girl who was shaking her head with an unwilling look on her face, Zhang Xingwang didn't know who to believe, so he secretly asked his fourth sister:

"What did the little girl do? Look at how she's crying. Mommy is going too far. What outrageous thing can a little girl do? Just comfort her. Why is it so serious?"

The fourth sister was eating with her head down, but when she heard this, she instantly became excited and said quietly:

“I only know that my younger sister said she could take a smoked chicken out of an empty sack, and my mother and sister said there was already a chicken in the sack, so it was normal for her to be able to take it out.

In the end, the younger sister lied and couldn’t produce the money, but she still insisted that she had succeeded, and was criticized by her mother in the end. "

After saying this, he frowned and then said with a distressed look:

"As for whether my younger sister took it out before, I don't know."

After listening to Fourth Sister's words, Zhang Xingwang recalled that he had not revealed his tracks and felt that Wang Xiulan's criticism was correct. How could a child lie?

He always prepares something before taking it out. It seems that the little girl is still young and is imitating him. It is normal for children to imitate adults. This should be the innocence unique to children.

Zhang Xingwang was suddenly extremely frightened. The fourth sister didn't even know what the little girl was doing at that time. This was not the fourth sister's style. Combined with the fact that the little girl told him when she entered the room, "Sister just went back to do homework...", there was only one truth.

That is, the little girl can ignore the "soul dammit" attribute of the fourth sister. Not only does she have full map vision that makes the fourth sister's assassin talent ineffective, but she can also be immune to the opponent's surveillance.

Looking at the little girl who was still aggrieved, I was shocked. It turned out that none of the women in the family were simple. Looking at the most inconspicuous little girl, she might be more powerful than her elder sister.

Even if his second sister picked up an embroidery needle and posed as Dongfang Bubai to chat with him, he would probably remain calm.

Thinking of his talent in cooking, Zhang Xingwang was so scared that he hurried back to his room and took a big gulp of Chinese medicine. After coming back, he showed off to the dishes on the table, and then made up his mind to study Master Zhang's "secret skills".

After getting up the next day, he felt uncomfortable looking at the empty house. Before leaving, Wang Xiulan said something to him through the door and she took the little girl to get the coal book and check the matchmaker ticket. It was said that the family could get more this year.

After getting up and washing up, he prepared to go to Lou's house. After all, he had to settle the matter between him and Sha Ezi.

When I arrived at the gate of Lou's house, looking at the small building in front of me and the cars in the yard, I thought to myself that Lou Zhenghua did have a way to seek his own death.

Nowadays, people pay attention to the big pot and equal distribution, but he is still showing off in a big way. Now you can smell the smell of money and feudal decay outside. In the novel, he can hold out until the wind blows, which means his ancestors built a lot of bridges and he likes to treat people to dinner when he has nothing to do.

After knocking for a long time, there was a response from inside, but it was only after ten minutes that the door slowly opened. Zhang Xingwang looked up and saw that it was the old acquaintance, the Third Master, who liked to tell on others. However, he did not let him in first, but looked around and said:

"Brother, are you here alone?"

"Yes, I..."

Before he could finish his words, Qu San was ready to close the door. After all, they had spent ten minutes discussing this matter. This guy was probably here to show off his authority. For such an unskilled peasant, it would be better for him not to see him unless his master showed up. Anyway, nothing good would happen if they met.

Zhang Xingwang saw that he had been waiting for a long time and was unhappy. He could not bear this. He threw down the wild boar meat in his hand, raised his hand to block the door panel that was about to close, and used his arms that had been stretched out recently to exert force, and slowly pushed the door open under Qu San's horrified eyes.

He smiled politely at Qu San, but maybe because he was exerting so much strength, his smile was a little impolite. He was about to say something polite to ease the atmosphere.

Qu San gave up resistance and ran away ten meters away. Qu San was mainly frightened by Zhang Xingwang's "ferocious" smile, and reflexively ran to what he thought was a safe distance.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he was almost backing to the door, and thought of the Iron Head Skill that he had been practicing recently and the analysis that several people had just made about the situation in which Zhang Xingwang came here to establish his authority.

Looking at Zhang Xingwang who was coming towards him with a "ferocious smile", he thought that his doom had indeed come. Although he had been hiding in the woods for so long, it seemed that his fate could not be changed.

Thinking that there was no way to end it peacefully today, he simply made up his mind and took two quick steps, then jumped with force, and used the help of inertia to skillfully perform his flying kick at Zhang Xingwang. Because he had not practiced the iron head skill for a long time, he subconsciously used his arms to protect his face.

Zhang Xingwang just discovered that the butler Qu Dabao was secretly watching him from the second floor. He was about to say hello to him, but suddenly he saw Qu San using a "shadowless kick" on him from the corner of his eye, and he was startled.

Subconsciously, he used his right hand, which was not holding anything, to wipe the dirt behind him as he retreated. He cleared the memory in the space skillfully. Anyway, he had no good feelings for the mistress who "liked to tell tales and was planning to introduce a date to the stupid moth." This time, he was the first to take action. After wiping the dirt, he raised his head and greeted the housekeeper.

Only Qu San, who was buried under the bricks, and his faint voice were left: "Master... Qu San... today... I have to be loyal again."