The Strong Wife From Peasant Family Chapter 520 No

After sending Liu Zhiyan and Li Qingfeng off, Li Qingling seemed to have lost all of his spirit, no matter what he did, he could not muster up any energy.

Seeing this, Liu Zhimo took advantage of Xiu Mu's time and asked her if she wanted to go to the villa to play for two days.

Manor?

He thought about how he hadn't seen Tiger and the others for a while and missed them.

He nodded and decided to stay at the manor for two days before returning.

This way, they would have to leave with their families. From old to young, they would all have to follow.

"Awoo, awoo, awoo …" Steamed Bun was wailing inside the carriage, "Mom, wuaoo, wuaoo, wuaoo …"

Ever since he brought them to the Manor and met Tiger and the others, these two brats started to think about him and from time to time they wanted to run over to the Manor.

"We'll see a few of them later." Li Qingling tapped on Steamed Bun's nose, "You're not allowed to carry me again and run out of the manor. Otherwise, I won't be bringing you out, do you understand?"

Last time, when he wasn't paying attention, this little fellow had carried him on his back and ran out of the manor. When the people from the neighboring manor saw him, they were scared to death.

Steamed Bun's eyes rolled around. He smiled at the dumpling and called it brother in a fawning manner.

Dumpling untied the nine rings in his hands and said without even raising his head. It was useless calling him big brother.

How could he have such a stupid brother?

What do I do when I grow up? If he wasn't by his side, he would definitely be bullied to death.

Steamed Bun moved his b.u.t.t around until he was next to Dumpling. He tilted his head and chuckled, "Big brother, meat …." There's meat to eat when you go hunting in the mountains.

Thinking of the delicious roasted wild chicken, the drool at the corner of Steamed Bun's mouth started to drip.

Dumpling frowned, while looking down on his younger brother, he took out his kerchief and wiped his saliva.

"Untie this and I'll go with you." As he spoke, he pressed the nine rings into his younger brother's hands.

He lowered his head and looked at Nine Rings. Steamed Bun was looking at him with a bitter face. He felt that it was too difficult, so he couldn't get rid of it.

Dumplings did not allow him to give up before he had even done it, and taught him how to do it.

Seeing the two brothers interact, Li Qingling smiled, but did not disturb them.

These two sons, the eldest son is a sesame seed filling, intelligent, steady.

It was a child that didn't need to be bothered about.

Youngest son …

She couldn't help but frown. She didn't know if it was because of the poppy, but she felt that her youngest son was slower than her eldest son in everything he did. He was slower than her eldest son in both talking and walking.

Humans are naive and like to act coquettishly.

That was exactly the case. The family would spoil their little son a little more.

Even his eldest son would give in to him in everything. Although there was disdain on his face, he was still very good to his younger brother.

No matter what, as long as he was happy and happy, and grew up healthy and healthy, then everything else would be fine.

"Bro, Bro, it opened …" Steamed Bun excitedly held up the undone nine rings and laughed his big eyes out, "Eat the barbecue … …"

Dumpling looked at him, then looked at Li Qingling with his small face and asked Li Qingling if he could go hunt in the mountains.

He knew that if he wanted to go up the mountain, he had to ask his mother or he couldn't go.

Li Qingling nodded and said that he could.

This made Steamed Bun extremely happy. He stuffed Nine Ring High Tower into the hands of the dumplings, then ran back to Li Qingling's arms and hugged Li Qingling's neck as he called out for his mother.

Li Qingling kissed Steamed Bun, and when he saw his eldest son, he reached out and pulled her into his embrace as well. Then he lowered his head and kissed him.

His eldest son was also a child, how could he not envy his younger brother?

The only thing she could do was to level the playing field. While she doted on her youngest son, she couldn't forget her eldest son.

Dumplings' small face blushed shyly as a smile flashed in his eyes.

He … He also liked his mother's mother's mother.

"Alright, alright, stop acting coquettishly. Sleep with your big brother for a while. We'll wake up soon." Patting his youngest son's b.u.t.tocks, Li Qingling said while smiling.

Steamed Bun kissed Li Qingling twice, then slipped down from her arms and hugged her brother's arm. He leaned on his brother and closed his eyes.

Li Qingling rubbed Dumpling's small head, letting him sleep for a while, only then would he have the strength to play on the mountain.

Dumpling looked at Li Qingling and agreed.

After they woke up, they arrived at the manor.

Once they got out of the carriage, Steamed Bun pulled the dumplings and went to look for some food to play on the mountain.

Li Qingling quickly grabbed onto his collar, telling him not to worry, they would go together when everyone had rested.

Steamed Bun looked back at his mother and nodded his head obediently.

… ….

After playing in the villa for two days, Li Qingling's mood had clearly improved a lot. After returning to the County Lord's Mansion, he returned to his previous life.

He took care of things at home and occasionally took the two girls to a party.

Such a life went on day after day, year after year, and in the blink of an eye, five years had pa.s.sed.

"Your family's uncle and brother are coming back, right?" Zhong Furen asked Li Qingling while laughing and peeling an orange.

Li Qingling put down his teacup, smiling as he nodded his head, "On the way back, I was just in time to send Rou Rou out." Time flies. In the blink of an eye, five years had pa.s.sed.

Qing Yan and Xiao Feng, who had been released, were also going back to the capital to report on their work. Rou Rou, who was 17 years old, was also going to be married off to the right Vice Minister's eldest son, Yuan Lang.

The wedding ceremony had originally been set for last August, but unfortunately, Yuan Lang's grandmother had pa.s.sed away. Yuan Lang had stayed a year of filial piety before he was able to marry Yuan Lang this year.

However, this was just nice, he had returned with Xiao Feng, and was able to send her out the door.

"After Rou Rou gets married, it should be Ning Ning's turn, right? Are there any more candidates? "

Li Qingling smiled as he looked at Zhong Furen, teasing her. Had she gotten addicted to being a red lady?

Speaking of which, Rou Rou and Yuan Lang were linked together by a bridge.

Wiping his hands with the kerchief, Zhong Furen blinked his eyes at Li Qingling, "I have the potential to be a red lady. Look, look which couple I introduced aren't perfect. "Doesn't love?" Speaking of which, her niece was living a comfortable life. Her niece and son-in-law had a good relations.h.i.+p. Other than her, there was no other woman by her side.

As far as she knew, her little sisters were not as comfortable as she was.

It was precisely because of this that every time she went back to her parents' home, her sister-in-law would thank her repeatedly with great grat.i.tude.

It was fortunate that her elder brother was able to hold back her sister-in-law. Otherwise, she would have missed out on such a good nephew in vain.

Thinking about her brother's family, the smile on Li Qingling's face deepened, and she gave Zhong Furen a big thumbs up, praising her so much that she could not even see her teeth.

"Mother … Mother … We're back … " With that said, a small cannonball rushed in and rushed into Li Qingling's embrace.

Seeing that he was covered in sweat, Li Qingling took out kerchief s to wipe his sweat, frowned and asked him where he went to play.

The person who came was Steamed Bun. He chuckled and said that he had brought Ping'er to grow vegetables.

Plant vegetables?

Gently tapping him on the forehead, Li Qingling unhappily poked him, "You went to harm your sister's vegetables again. Be careful that she doesn't pay attention to you when she's angry." Who did this brat fear the most? Small, no doubt.

He was most afraid of being ignored.

Steamed Bun stomped his feet fiercely, "Why would I go to get food that would harm big sister? "I've helped big sister loosen up. If you don't believe me, you can ask big brother Ping …" He turned around and looked at Brother Ping who walked in, "Really?" "Brother Ping?"

Brother Ping and Steamed Bun were the same type of trash along the way. They liked to play around and act like a spoiled child.

Ping'er foolishly scratched his head. Before he could even nod, he was interrupted by a dumpling that slowly walked in.

"It's really loose soil. I almost dug up all of Elder Sister's dishes."

"Dig …" "Dig …"

Elder Sister Yao, who was held by dumplings, repeated their words in a childish voice.

"..."

He had never seen such a conniving little sister before, and Brother Ping looked at Elder Sister Yao with hidden bitterness in his eyes.

Unintentionally meet dumplings eyes, the heart has a s.h.i.+ver, the small Mimi moved two steps.

Sniff, sniff, sniff … Brother Dumpling is so scary.

If one were to say that he was not afraid of anything, then it would be that he was afraid of Brother Dumpling.

Zhong Furen gloated as she looked at his son. If anyone could beat his son, it would be like dumplings.

She had only given birth to a son after so many years, and his family all doted on him, spoiled him to the point where he was unafraid of anything.

But he didn't expect that he would be afraid of dumplings.

Dumpling looked over with one glance, and he basically did not dare to say a word.

She was also happy that someone was able to control her son.

Besides, she had taken a fancy to Dumpling and wanted him to be her son-in-law.

Dumpling was more patient with her daughter than she was. If her daughter were to marry him, she would definitely be very happy. She believed in her judgement.

"Brother … …" Dumpling saw that Pingguo Two did not dare to say anything more. He looked towards Dumpling and called out to him, "Brother, the old elder in charge of the end has grown …"

"Speak normally."

"..."

After a bit of coughing, Steamed Bun looked at Dumpling pitifully, "Big brother, you wouldn't tell big sister, right? Right? I am your younger brother, the younger brother of the direct line of descent. " If his sister knew, he would be in trouble.

Dumpling helped Elder Sister Yao wipe off the saliva at the corner of her mouth, not even raising her head, she said indifferently, "Big sister is also the elder sister of my direct relatives." They were siblings from the same mother, so which one of them was not a direct relative?

"..."

Steamed Bun scratched his head. He refused to give up and continued to persuade her. We've stayed in Mother's stomach for ten months, no one can compare, right?

He extended his hand to carry Elder Sister Yao onto a chair and sat down. Only then did Dumpling turn to look at Steamed Bun, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile, "You promised me one thing, but I won't tell elder sister. How about it?" If he didn't punish him, he would continue to cause trouble.

He wasn't a child anymore. He was six years old, and he couldn't go on like this.

Seeing his brother smile, Steamed Bun took two steps back and stammered out a question.

"I practice kung fu with you every morning. As long as you agree, I won't tell you. How about it?"

Practice … Practice martial arts?

So tired …

Steamed Bun swallowed his saliva. He wanted to shake his head, but then he remembered that his sister would be angry … …

After a moment, he stamped his feet, "Alright, I promise you. You must keep your promise and not tell big sister."

"Don't tell me what?"