MTL - The Favored Little Peasant Has Stolen the Heroine’s Life!-Chapter 9 man, be **** yourself

  Chapter 9 Men, you have to be cruel to yourself

   The old man took a leisurely stroll, looking for a suitable big tree, Yuan Zhaodi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   If my father kept wandering around, he felt that he would be exhausted to death on the mountain today.

   "Call..."

   "Brother, I'll take a break!"

  Yuan Zhaodi dropped the axe in his hand and looked at the large blisters that had been ground on the palm of his hand, feeling really miserable.

   "Blisters?"

  Yuan Pandi was happy when she saw Yuan Zhaodi's actions, with a big smile on her face, "Fourth, I'm not talking about you, you have to practice your bones!"

   "Brother, aren't you?"

   Yuan Zhaodi rolled her eyes.

   "You think I'm wrong?"

  Yuan Pandi glanced at Yuan Zhaodi, "Fourth, I don't like to use your brain very much, it doesn't mean you have no brains."

   "You are the steward on the dock now, but with the little wages you earn, can you really support your family?"

   "Our brothers won't split up when our parents are here. If our parents are gone, we will split up sooner or later."

   "If you continue to linger, you will become a son-in-law who can't carry it on your hands or shoulders."

   "Then, here comes the question, are you your son?"

   Yuan Zhaodi was a little dumbfounded when he heard this series of words from his eldest brother.

   Well, before that, he really never thought that his eldest brother had such a brain, and he could see things so far.

   Yuan Zhaodi was silent.

   At this moment, he suddenly understood why his own father disliked him.

   What happened yesterday, in my father's opinion, is the same.

  He, it is impossible to point at his parents for everything.

   He is a father, and although the family has not yet been separated, it is time for him to take up his own responsibility.

   "Brother, thank you!"

  Yuan Zhaodi figured it out and understood.

  Who is not a man yet?

Isn't    just a doorstep?

  He, Yuan Zhaodi, pure man!

   Looking at the blisters on both hands, Yuan Zhaodi directly found the thorns on the jujube tree and punctured it.

  Man, you have to be **** yourself.

   The blisters didn't hurt, but when he clenched the axe again, the burning pain made him almost grin.

   However, Yuan Zhaodi was able to hold on.

  Although the speed of cutting down trees is still not fast enough, Yuan Zhaodi's progress is obvious.

   "Fourth, you are a stubborn child!"

   Seeing his brother's hand, Yuan Pandi's heart was also very touched.

  In the beginning, he was educated by his own father Cudgel, but even with Cudgel, it took him a long time to complete the transformation.

  Look at his little brother again, darling, with this kind of heart, he deserves to have a daughter!

  Yuan Zhaodi heard her eldest brother's compliment, smiled and said, "Brother, you said, we have daughters in Lao Yuan's family, can we change our names?"

   "Stop!"

  Yuan Pandi glared at Yuan Zhaodi, "It's time to tell you about this too!"

   "Our old Yuan family, our life is not good!"

  Yuan Zhaodi was about to tell the fortune teller about the lack of fate in the Lao Yuan family, "Only the men in our Lao Yuan family will know about this when they have a baby."

   "Brother, then, has our current destiny changed?"

   Hearing that the men in Lao Yuan's family never lived past their sixties, Yuan Zhaodi was really restless, because their father was already fifty-one!

"do not know!"

   Yuan Pandi gave a wry smile, "The master said that our Lao Yuan family has a daughter, and it may be possible to break this fate."

   "So, we have to take it slow, if our father can live past the age of sixty..."

   "Big brother, my father will definitely live to be sixty years old!"

  Yuan Zhaodi interrupted his elder brother directly.

   (end of this chapter)