Xiao Changyuan saw Yun Pianpian standing in front of him, defending his appearance.
She couldn't help twitching her pale lips.
The way his wife is fierce is really majestic and cute.
Like a little white rabbit with red eyes.
Obviously frail, he could crush it with one hand.
But she didn't hesitate to stand in front of him, aggressively seeking justice for him.
Xiao Changyuan was a little unhappy in his heart because he didn't beat the old man.
But the slightest bit of his displeasure disappeared in an instant because of Yun Pianpian's movements.
Yun Pianpian took the pickled vegetables sent by Jiang Cuicui, carried them to the corner, squatted down, and counted the pile of broken pots and jars on the ground. The pickle sauce dripped all over the floor, all of which could not be eaten, Yun Pian Pian's little face was wrinkled into a ball, and his heart was bleeding.
"My white radish, my pickles..."
Xiao Changyuan bowed his head to admit his mistake and said, "I'm sorry, madam..."
Yun Pianpian felt that Xiao Changyuan was also a victim, so she didn't blame him, but said softly, "Don't be in the yard next time. There's a fight."
Xiao Changyuan said: "Okay." In the
next two days, Wan Shanke often came to Xiao Changyuan to trouble him.
When Xiao Changyuan was chopping wood, Wan Shanke said that Xiao Changyuan's actions were wrong.
When Xiao Changyuan went to the river to fetch water, Wan Shanke said that Xiao Changyuan's skills were not in place, so what should he do to guide the water into the bucket.
When Xiao Changyuan was repairing the wooden windows, Wan Shanke said that Xiao Changyuan's posture was wrong.
Wan Shanke wanted to point Xiao Changyuan very much.
But Xiao Changyuan didn't appreciate it at all.
Xiao Changyuan lowered his eyelashes and focused on what he was doing, ignoring Wan Shanke and not even looking at Wan Shanke.
Wan Shanke said angrily, "Little friend, did you hear what the old man said?"
Xiao Changyuan finally put down the tools for repairing the wooden window, raised his cold eyes, and looked at Wan Shanke coldly.
"If you want to fight, you can make a move, why so much nonsense?"
Wan Shanke said: "Why is this nonsense? This old man is pointing out a little friend. Although your palm is sharp and cold, there is still room for improvement. If the little friend is willing to listen to the advice of the old man, he will definitely be able to establish a sect and become a grandmaster in the future!"
Xiao Changyuan said indifferently: "I am not interested in the grandmaster of the first generation." Wan Shanke was stunned for
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Amnesiac Tyrant's White Moonlight
Historical FictionYun Pianpian transmigrated into a novel and became a little palace maid on the background board. The system want her to become the tyrant's white moonlight. This tyrant Xiao Changyuan has a sinister temperament, violent, cruel, and cold. After the u...
