Chapter 4: Don't mess with me

Chapter 4, don’t mess with me.

The footsteps of Sun Dongqing rushed up and hurriedly stopped under the scissors with sharp hair.

She saw the cockroaches on Ye Jian’s face and the coldness in her face.

Unprovoked, the heart jumps, and the hand holding the bamboo stick is squatting.

"Oh, before things are investigated, you dare to swear outside and make me feel bad. I am not afraid that the whole family will follow me badly."

Ye Jane said coldly, the twilight is very dark, it is darker than the night, and the chopping is particularly bright, like a star.

When the eyes are stunned, the twilight changes in the inside, the waves are like the aurora, the ever-changing...

Although beautiful, it makes people feel fearful.

"Dead hoe..."

"When you can see when you can! When the teacher finds the door, you explain it yourself." In the face of the sly leaf, Sun Dongqing's heart is heavily "squeaky", subconsciously thinking: Yingying lying?

The thought flashed, and Sun Dongqing was busy.

impossible! Yingying has always been well-behaved and cannot lie.

If you don't, you still have to ask for profit.

Sun Dongqing thought of the seriousness of this incident. When the bamboo strips were lost, they went outside.

This matter, out of Ye Jian, she will not be anxious at all, anyway, not her own daughter, her mother-in-law also hates to die this granddaughter.

But... I don’t know why, Sun Dongqing only felt that his heart was so bad that he always felt that something was going wrong.

Ye Jane looked coldly at her leaving, and the corner of her mouth was very lightly hooked. In the mirror, she saw her fourteen-year-old face.

Although the five senses are exquisite, they are also revealing the tenderness of the green, but the laughter on the lips and corners has already revealed the vicissitudes of life.

The eyes softened up, and the faint twilight was extremely cold and cold. In the depths of the scorpion, he looked up and saw Sun Dongqing hurriedly chasing out the small courtyard, and disappeared into sight.

Ye Jane took back the line of sight indifferently, found the comb, and combed the black hair.

Ye Ying, this time, and watched it!

The difference between the thoughts of the year will make you once. Now, you must let you survive, and you can’t die!

Under the peach tree outside the house, Ye Ying, who was folded with a peach branch, was slammed down by Sun Dongqing. She grumbled her dissatisfaction. "Mom, you scared me."

Sun Dongqing was reluctant to talk to her daughter and whispered, "What happened to you yesterday?"

"What's going on." Ye Ying bowed his head, his nose tipped gently to the delicate peach petals, and some flustered eyes were hidden in his coveted eyes. "How do I know what is going on."

"Into the house to tell me!" Sun Dongqing looked at the four people, directly pulling the daughter back into his bedroom, carefully questioned.

Ye Jian from the other side looked at the two mothers and daughters pulling into the room, with a shallow smile on her lips, and walked out of Sun Dongqing's home.

Here, not her home.

Her home is the best in the village, leaning against a bamboo forest, bricks and tiles are added by parents when they are alive.

Before the age of four, there was heaven.

In front of the house, the peach blossoms are full of gardens, and behind the house, the sound of bamboo waves.

While sitting under the peach tree, I looked at my mother who was reading poetry, and my eyes went to sleep.

The father who had dug up the spring bamboo shoots was peeling bamboo shoots while beside him, laughing and occasionally laughing: "Jane like you, like reading."

The happiness of heaven is just four years old.

I recalled that Ye Jian, who had flowed out of tears, saw a villager coming over and quickly wiped his eyes.

When they met the villagers who were busy in the spring, they did not say hello in Ye Jian. They all came around and asked her how her body was: "Oh, Jane is awake? Is the head still hurting?"

At the same time, their minds are simple and simple, but they are extremely stubborn.

(End of this chapter)