Be Careful General's Wife!

Kong Ruyan thanks Song Heng again, and is carried back to the wing room by two women.

Because of knowing Kong Ruyan's Thoughts on Song Heng, Lin Qingxue has always let people stare at her. Lin Qingxue naturally knew about Song Heng's encounter in the garden. Lin Qingxue is so angry that she pats the table in the room and scolds her as a shameless fox.

This morning, Shen Wan thought that the old pickles in the jar were almost pickled, so she asked Qiuju to go out and buy ducks and make sour pork duck soup at noon.

Qiuju went out for half an hour and bought the duck back. She can't kill a duck, so she let the peddler kill the duck when she bought it.

After coming back, Qiuju went into the kitchen and began to prepare lunch.

Shen Wan had nothing to do, so she helped to burn the fire in the kitchen and instructed Qiuju to make duck soup. Chu Ling with a three character Scripture, sitting under the vine frame quietly reading.

After Shen Wan heard that he was literate, Shen Wan asked Qiuju to buy vegetables for him.

Although he knew these three words by heart when he was four years old, he still read them carefully every day because his mother bought them for him.

A pair of small fat hands will open the door of the hospital, and then a round brain bag will extend in.

Song Ziling glared at a pair of small eyes, looked around, and then saw Chu Ling reading under the vine.

Cut! This wild boy can really pretend to be diligent. Can he read? Just pretend to read a book here.

He looked again. Seeing that his mother and Qiuju were not in the yard, he whispered to Chu Ling: "hello..."

Chu Ling looked down at the book and did not hear song Ziling's voice.

"Hello, wild boy..." Song Ziling raised her voice and called.

This time, Chu Ling heard it. He looked around and saw song Ziling, who stretched out from the gate of the courtyard.

Is wild child calling him?

Song Ziling saw that he saw himself, he stretched out a hand to come in, waved to him and motioned him to come out.

Chu Ling stood up with the book, looked at Song Ziling, looked at the kitchen, hesitated for a moment, and finally put the book on the stone table, trotted all the way to the door.

"What's up with brother Ziling?" Chu Ling stood at the door and asked.

Song Ziling pushed the door open and grabbed Chu Ling's collar with his fat hand and dragged him out.

"What do you do, brother Ziling?" Chu Ling was frightened, and her feet were unsteady. She was dragged down the steps by song Ziling.

"Shut up." Song Ziling directly dragged him to the corner.

Xiao Wu, who had been waiting there, hugged Chu Ling from behind.

"Brother Ziling, what are you going to do Chu Ling looked at Song Ziling with some fear. He didn't know what he was trying to do?

Since entering the government, he has been very low-key, and has not offended brother Ling!

"Hum..." Song Ziling snorted coldly, took out a handkerchief directly from his arms and put it into Chu Ling's mouth.

"Wuwuwuwu..." The choked Chu Ling couldn't speak but could only make a whine.

"You can do it now." Xiao Wu smiles at Song Ziling.

Song Ziling pulled the wrench finger, and then punched Chu Ling in the stomach.

"I'll make you look good in front of my father."

"Woo..." It was so painful that Chu Ling shed tears directly. He didn't pretend to be cute! He is really clever, Zi Ling brother drag him out, is to hit him?

"I'll make you look sensible." Song Ziling hit Chu Ling in the chest again.

"Wuwu..." I didn't, I didn't.

Chu Ling's facial features were wrinkled with pain. He couldn't bear the heavy blow of song Ziling, who had a lot of energy.

"I make you don't know your identity. I want you to rob me of my father." Song Ziling hit Chu Ling one punch after another.

After another seven or eight punches, Xiaowu felt that Chu Ling's body was shaking, and then he rushed to song Ziling, who was fighting hard, "young master, it's almost done."

Song Ziling stopped and Xiaowu let go of Chu Ling.

Chu Ling, unable to stand in pain, curled up on the grass with his stomach in his arms. His face was pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Song Ziling rolled up his sleeves, looked down at Chu Ling and said, "in the future, you'd better recognize your identity. If you act smart and sensible in front of my parents, I'll beat you. Besides, if you dare to complain, I will kill you. I'm my parents' son. Even if they kill you, they won't do anything to me. "

With that, song Ziling kicked him again and left with Xiaowu.

It was so painful that Chu Ling felt that he was going to die of pain. He didn't expect his mother's son to hate him so much.

He curled up on the ground for a long time before he recovered. He slowly got up from the ground, patted the grass scraps on his body, bowed over and walked back to the yard step by step.

He went back to the yard and saw that his mother and sister Qiuju were still cooking in the kitchen, so he went to the well and washed his face with the water in the wooden bucket and washed away the tear marks on his face. He did this, not afraid that brother Ziling would kill him, but did not want to let his mother know, worried about sad.