MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’-Chapter 12 Education must start from the doll

"King, Jing Xuan, they... Da Wa, are you okay?"

Seeing that a family of three disappeared into sight, Ling Wang took his son’s arm and stuttered. Even if she was pungent, she was just a village woman who had never seen her face. The appearance of the big baby’s blood was obviously scared. She is gone.

"Nothing, mother, let's go in and talk."

Throwing her a soothing smile, Ling Jingxuan took his hand in a quiet manner.

"Hey, Dawa has a lot of blood, he... will he die?"

The two buns are obviously scared, and the little faces are pale, but they are worried that it is not the life of the big baby, but that Ling Jingxuan will not get into trouble. Even if they are young, they know that killing is to pay for their lives. They don't want to lose him.

"Oh... which is so easy to die? The book says that good people don't live long lives, and the evils are thousands of years. Do you think big dolls are like good people?"

Compared with the three grandparents, Ling Jingxuan is a look that doesn't care. The two buns are confusing and look at each other. They nod their heads. Ling Jingxuan almost didn't smile, then he looked at him again, and he pulled them down a serious way. "Small Wen Xiaowu, you remember, to deal with the rogue shrews who have no face and no skin, you are more embarrassed and shameless than him. There must be no trace of concession or soft heart. People's desires have no bottom line. You give up one step, and he will dare to bully you ten steps. We don’t take the initiative to cause trouble, and we must not be afraid of things. Being kind to the enemy is cruel to ourselves. When necessary, what is the point of seeing blood?”

The eyebrows that are not possessed by the British are full of domineering condensation. In the 21st century, he agrees that education should start from the doll. Ling Jingxuan knows better than anyone else. He can't protect them for a lifetime, and he is worried about them all the time. In safety, it is better to let them see the cruelty of humanity in advance and forge them more than anyone else.

"Well, let's remember."

The two buns may not all understand his meaning, but they still nodded unanimously. They all had the same high reading, and they were one of the few children in the village. In their little cognition, they said It must be right.

Ling Jingxuan did not know at this time, because of his almost cold-blooded education model, in the future, they really let them train two powerful people, a Megatron, a tyrant, and of course, this is a follow-up.

"Hey, I caught a lot of fish today, let's go home first."

Touching the heads of the two buns, Ling Jingxuan got up and lifted the big wooden barrel on one side. The three grandchildren noticed the existence of the fish. The two buns were so excited that they swallowed, and one of them quickly became the shape of copper coins. However, Ling Wang’s face is puzzled. Where did the son go to catch the fish?

There are almost ten fish in the barrel, each of which is three or four pounds of big squid. Fortunately, Ling Jingxuan is fed with the water of the Crescent Moon Spring. Otherwise, it is estimated that the fish will die if they are not crowded. .

"Mother, is there a market in the village?"

Sitting in the ragged hall, Ling Jingxuan looked at the buns wrapped around the barrel in the yard and smiled. No way, the memory of the original master was too long. He could not be sure that it was the same five years ago.

"There is a market, because it is the junction of several villages. On weekdays, the folks will take some things to change some money to make up for the household. Recently, everyone is rushing to grab the wheat rapeseed. Later, there will be many people going there. Buying, do you want to sell the fish?"

Ling Wang’s words and thoughts about his son’s situation in recent years can’t help but feel sad. Her eldest son has been so good, now even the most basic things...

"Well, I caught ten fish. After a while, you took one to go back to the two brothers to make up the body. I will leave one for the buns and the other, and the rest will be exchanged for some money." ”

Nodded, Ling Jingxuan took back the line of sight, Ling Wang's can be considered alive, and gave birth to three sons in one breath, except for his eldest son, and the twins, respectively, the second son Ling Jinghan, the younger son Ling Jingpeng, but she is also unfortunate, on the stall Even if he is such a son, the 14th year of Ling Jinghan is said to be a high-spirited person. It is the most promising person after Ling Jia’s success. But God is like a joke with him, giving him a rundown body. With his physical condition, he couldn't support a test that took several days, and Ling Jingpeng, who was born to love reading, was a famous child king when he was a child. Now, the same is true, the lord of the family is snoring. I didn’t take him as a grandson at all. Yes, Ling Chenglong’s couple had bred three sons, but they were humble in Lingjia. There were two old days to see that they were not pleasing to the eye, and there was a brother’s squeezing. Bullying them, the days are not good.

"You leave a piece for Xiaowen to supplement the body, and all the other ones are sold to change the money. Forget it, don't go to the market yourself. I will let you run later."

The son's filial piety made her feel intimate and thought of the villagers' resentment against him. Ling Wang took the initiative to let Ling Chenglong run errands. She couldn't help her normal son to bear the white eyes.

"Alright, or else, mother, you let my brother and my brother come to eat at night in the evening. I also dug a lot of wild vegetables yesterday. At night, our family will have a good meal."

I thought that Lingjia didn't separate, this fish took them back and they couldn't eat it. Ling Jingxuan was not reluctant. Since they are a family, as long as they don't have a bad eye to him, he is willing to integrate them. By the way, he still wants to give two. Brother Ling Jinghan took the pulse to see what kind of illness he was. Is there any way to cure it? As long as there is a person who can make a living, other people can really get rid of stigma and stand up.

"Well, I am going to find you."

Ling Wang's that happy, ah, want to leave, Ling Jingxuan quickly said: "Mother, don't forget to let the second brother come over, I have not seen them for a long time."

"This... Cheng, I let your younger brother pull him over with a scooter."

Ling Wang’s hesitation was a little hesitant, and then he thought that the family could finally eat the meal together and decisively agreed.

"Hey, that mother, you are careful."

Look at her appearance, Ling Jinghan must be very sick, Ling Jingxuan did not point out, got up and sent her to the door, the two buns heard that the night grandmother and two uncles have to come to eat, happy to dance, after all, is a child, I also lived with him alone in the inaccessible mountain. It’s rare for my loved ones to gather together. Can you be upset?