Xue Wenyu found that his son was suddenly so nervous, and he was also fooling him.

It seems that the child knows something, otherwise, how could this be the case?

How dare a stinky woman do that indiscretion?

Xue Wenyu suddenly felt a little scared. If the guy and the woman were afraid that the child would find out that they had done something miserable, they might kill the child to silence him.

Humph, that's right, that gentleman named Yuwei, how could he stand up so kindly to protect his child? What kind of bitch is the person he wants to protect?

Don't panic, go back and find an experienced stable woman and check her health. It would be fine if she is still a virgin. If not, just forget her.

She feels lost in her interest in taking revenge on such an impure woman.

"Luo Yi, he is a sworn brother of Dong Qi's family, so after that amnesty, I freed up here for us to live. That man was okay. When he came, he was always at home. Even if he left for food, he would leave after using it." Brother Hui was a child after all, and he tried hard to help his mother explain.

However, Brother Hui didn't know that the more he did, the more his father felt that something was wrong between the two.

"I know about my father, don't worry. My father will definitely thank him heavily when he sees him." Xue Wenyu comforted the child with a quarrel.

I must thank him again, so that he became a prince-in-law and a ridiculous living turtle! Even though he didn't admit that the woman was his own woman, she now has the title of prince-in-law and wife on her head!

Of course, Brother Hui didn’t believe his father’s words, thank you very much? That’s strange!

As the father and the other two talked, Chen San, the household manager, led a carriage and came. It was not two, but three, so there was no need to pay it back.

When Brother Hui saw that the carriage came, he led Lin Chuan into the kitchen.

Then, under the command of the owner, Lin Chuan and his men moved several strange things to the carriage. They were all made of iron racks and lattices, and they didn't know what to do. But it seemed that the rack had been roasted.

"Young Master, I brought a lot of food, and there were restaurants on the way." Lin Chuan held a can and curiously opened the lid and looked at it. It was black and black inside, and it looked like meat. He whispered to discuss with Brother Hui.

It’s okay to have a strange iron rack, maybe it was played by the young master. But, this is dry food, pickles, etc., what are they loaded into the car for?

In my heart, Lin Chuan felt uncomfortable at this moment. How many hunger has the young master been?

"But I just want to take all of this away, can't it be?" Brother Hui asked stubbornly.

These things were all made by my mother, and he just didn't want to leave them for the ill-intentioned uncle. He had to take away whatever his mother made.

Seeing that his master was so determined, Lin Chuan nodded and, with his companions, he almost got all the things that could be taken away from the kitchen.

"Young Master, should you take these firewood away?" Another guard joked with Brother Hui.

"Those are you, forget it." Brother Hui thought about it carefully and arrived.

He didn't dare to kill those things by him. His father and his subordinates were also good at martial arts. Once they were himself, wouldn't they know that they knew martial arts?

No, if you know how to know how to kung fu, you can hide it for a while. If there are still bad people in the capital, you may be able to save yourself unexpectedly.

The things in the kitchen were loaded in a carriage. Brother Hui murmured in his heart, if it weren't for hearing that his father was coming recently, he and his mother urgently ate some and gave them away, and could still load half a car.

Brother Hui felt sorry for the candied haws that were given to others. He originally wanted to keep them for the ones he had to deal with, but his mother would break them by eating too much. He was a filial child. He could hear whatever his mother could do. Although he was reluctant to let him go, he still gave them to his master's grandchildren.

The candied haws made by my mother are so delicious, unlike those sold on the street, with sticky teeth.

The things in Brother Hui’s house are very simple, just two large packages, plus one.

The bedding on the bed was all ready-made. When it comes to this question, Brother Hui felt very strange. His mother could help people sew the wounds on her body, which were very flat, but she was not interested in Nu Hong.

In the past two years, I have sewed him a schoolbag to go to school and a bag containing lunch cans, and I have never made anything else.

Lin Chuan and the other one who followed Brother Hui into the house, looked at the simple arrangement inside the house and sighed in their hearts. The young master was really suffering this time.

Brother Hui was also peeking at the reactions of his father and his two subordinates, and sighed helplessly in his heart. It was just that he had dealt with you and his father that the house had been cleaned up in advance, and some of the things that were originally there were ruins.

For example, there are four treasures of the study on the desk, stacks of high-quality rice paper, and a beautiful dessert box. There are windmills made by my mother, paper cranes folded by the two of them together, and wind chimes made by them together.

However, my mother agreed to him that she would do better if she had the chance in the future.

"Don't move, I'll do it myself." Brother Hui saw Lin Chuan reaching out to get the bag, and quickly stopped him. He walked forward and picked it up carefully, went out and placed it on the carriage, and deliberately clamped it with his two packages left and right.

What good thing is so precious? Xue Wenyu had no chance to fight back when he was cowarded in the kitchen. He left the kitchen with a cold face. Seeing this scene, he stepped forward and opened a corner of the bag. When he saw the objects inside, he was stunned.

A broken jar is so precious to the child. Could it be that this broken jar has any special origin?

"This?" Xue Wenyu turned his head and asked the child.

Brother Hui lowered his head, what should I do? I can’t lie to my father! However, I have to count my promises to my mother.

"On the way here, just drink water." This should not be considered as cheating on my father!

So, the child wanted to keep it and serve as a commemoration to remind him not to forget the suffering he suffered that day? Xue Wenyu felt bitter in his heart when he heard it, and he couldn't help but think of the woman's words before. Didn't the origin of all this cause her father?

"Okay, then keep it and go back and ask people to make a box for it for your father." Xue Wenyu arrived with a wry smile.

"Yeah, thank you father." Brother Hui laughed immediately, thinking that his father would, a broken jar, keep it and throw it away.

After Brother Hui finished, he turned around and called Lin Chuan to the door of Mu Yingbao's house, and reached out to knock on the door; "Mother, it's a child, I'm going to load the car, let's come in to help you carry things."

Brother Hui's actions and his mother made everyone in the yard stunned.

That woman could actually make the child call her mother? What kind of forced methods did she use?

Moreover, when the owner wants to enter the house, he knocked on the door and said hello first?

"Brother Hui, come here and have something to say to you for your father." Xue Wenyu greeted him seriously.
Chapter completed!