Be Careful General's Wife!

"Keep it well." Shen Wan chuckled at the old man and turned to the carriage.

"This..." This woman is really polite, he said that the string of sugar gourd was invited to eat, but she still gave the money.

Song Ziling nodded to the old man and took the sugar gourd and turned away.

"Do you know who I am? I asked you to draw a picture for me, but you dare not to do it and smash this mess. "

Before Shen Wan got to the carriage, he heard the noise coming from the front right. Moreover, many people in the street also gathered in noisy places.

Shen Wan felt that the voice was a little familiar, and she was also curious about who was so arrogant that it was about to smash people's stalls. Without saying a word to Zhang San, who was still waiting for them in the carriage, he walked towards the place where the crowd gathered.

"Mother, where are you going?" Song Ziling yelled at her back.

Shen Wan turned to look at him and said, "look at the excitement."

Lively?

"I'll go too." Song Ziling took a bite of sugar gourd and followed Shen Wan.

Shen Wan walked through the crowd on the third and fourth floors before he came to the front.

A look, coincidentally, it's not other people who are going to smash people's stalls. It's Murong De, the bastard. I haven't seen him for a long time. He is as ugly as before. He should have been thinner after months in prison. However, he is not only not thin, but also a little fatter than before.

At the moment, he is holding a soft, boneless, dressed up, a face of charming beauty. With four attendants, two of them were standing behind him and the other two were smashing people's stalls.

The owner of the stall was a young man, wearing a long blue shirt with white washing, and his hair was also tied with a scholar's towel, which was also white washed. He was limping along to stop murongde's dog legs from hitting his stall.

Don't smash it The stall owner tried to stop him. The dogleg pulled at his painting hanging on the shelf, but was pushed to the ground by the attendant.

When the stall owner fell to the ground, Shen Wan also saw his face. He looked clear and handsome, but there was a scar in the shape of a centipede from his forehead to the corner of his eyebrow, which destroyed his clear face.

At the moment, his face is full of anger and helplessness.

"Mosquito's father?" Song Ziling frowned.

This stall owner is not a bystander, but the father of his classmate Lu Wenzhi. He once saw the mosquito's father come to pick him up. This is the man. Some students saw that his father was ugly and lame. After that, they laughed at mosquitoes for a long time!

"What mosquito father?" Shen Wan looks down at Song Ziling and asks.

What's this kid saying?

Song Ziling asked, "this man is the father of my classmate mosquito."

"Mosquito? There's no one by that name. " Since the stall owner is selling calligraphy and painting, naturally he has read books. How could he give his son such an ugly and meaningless name.

Song Ziling said: "his name is Lu Wenzhi, Wen Zhi is homophonic with mosquito, so we call him mosquito."

Shen Wan wrung her eyebrows and taught, "you are not allowed to give people nicknames or nicknames in the future. It's very impolite and annoying."

"That's what everybody calls it." Song Ziling whispered.

Shen Wan said angrily, "everyone calls that. Do you want to call others like that? Everybody eats shit, and you eat it too? "

“……” Song Ziling choked at his mother's words.

"Besides, who would like to be called by human mosquitoes. You are so fat, if the classmate gives you a nickname of fat pig, every day fat pig, fat pig calls you, can you accept it? "

Hearing this, song Ziling shook his head in a hurry. He couldn't stand being called a fat pig! If someone gave him such a nickname, he would certainly hit someone.

Forget it, he will not call Lu Wenzhi mosquito.

"Don't smash it." The stall owner sat on the ground in confusion and yelled, but his calligraphy and painting were still torn down, torn and thrown on the ground.

The wooden table with ink, paper and inkstone was also overturned.

"Mother, shall we help him?" Song Ziling couldn't help but say.

This man is also too hateful. He even bullies people like this. He can't see through it. Wen Zhi's father looks at him pitifully.

Shen Wan bit her lips and did not speak.

"Look, the lame man is so ugly. The scar on his face is like a centipede. It's really frightening." Said the beauty, leaning her head against murongde's chest.

Hearing the speech, the young man subconsciously covered his right face with his hand, and his face showed a painful color.

Murongde looked at the man in disgust and said, "it's really ugly. Such an ugly eight monsters have the face to go out."

Shen Wan looked at Murong De's eyes and showed disgust. He raised his voice and said, "who does the ugly eight say?"

Murongde did not expect that someone would answer. He was not well-developed in limbs and simple in mind. He pointed to the young man on the ground and said, "the ugliness says he is!"

"Pa..." Shen Wan clapped her hands and took two steps forward. First, she pointed to murongde and said, "it's so ugly." she then pointed to the young man sitting on the ground, "talking about him!"Murong de did not react, but the onlookers did, and then they all laughed.

"Ha ha ha..."

Seeing all the people, but after listening to the woman's words, he began to laugh. Murong de was puzzled. Why did they laugh?

However, the woman in front of her was quite beautiful. Unfortunately, with her head on her head, she was no longer a yellow flowered girl. Otherwise, he would have loved her.