The heavens start with Kung Fu Panda

Chapter 228

early morning
The sun rises from the edge of the city, and through the thin morning mist, it reflects endless vigor and vitality.

creak

Jiang Minghao gently opened the door, his loose white gown revealed a healthy complexion, and his long hair was neatly draped behind his head.

Looking at the clouds in the sky with deep eyes, the cold wind surged, blowing away the rotten breath on his body.

"Whoosh..."

In the room behind them, Dongfang Bai and Yilin lay powerless on the bed, Luo Yi relaxed, Linglong's figure was looming, her eyes were empty, her complexion was flushed with pink, obviously she hadn't recovered from the fireworks just now.

"Two scumbags."

Jiang Minghao cast a disdainful glance at the second daughter, closed the door, and stretched his waist to the garden.

After washing up, he turned to the main hall in front of the backyard.

The entire Jiang Mansion occupies a very large area, and Jiang Minghao divided it into four areas: the front yard, the garden, the main hall, and the back yard. The back yard covers a small area, where Jiang Minghao and his two wives live and read books. It is the place where Zhao Huaian, Ling Yanqiu... and other disciples and servants live.

When Jiang Minghao came to the main hall, the servants had already set up the dining table, and the cook had already prepared today's breakfast, deep-fried dough sticks, tofu nao, meat buns... nothing expensive.

Although he is rich, he is not a person who likes extravagance and waste. From the bottom of his heart, Jiang Minghao has always regarded himself as an ordinary person, and at most he is handsome 'millions of points'!
"Master..."

Not long after Jiang Minghao sat down, two sisters, Dongfang Bai and Yilin, walked out slowly from the back of the hall.

The two sisters supported each other, walked with their legs crossed, limped like two ducks, and their snow-white moth eyebrows were slightly wrinkled because of the slight pain, obviously the 'gunshot wound' was not serious.

Seeing the two of them in a state of distress, Jiang Minghao was delighted to see that you two provoked me last night, are you suffering now? !

"Humph!"

Seeing Jiang Minghao's gloating and complacent expression, the eldest daughter-in-law Dongfang Bai gave him an annoyed look, while the younger daughter-in-law Yilin lowered her head shyly, her cheeks flushed slightly.

She still retains some habits from when she became a monk. Even though she is married, she is still easily shy and ashamed to speak out about some explicit things.

The two women sat next to Jiang Minghao, one on the left and the other on the right. Although they were not angry with Jiang Minghao's behavior of tossing the two of them last night, they still served him carefully for breakfast. You feed him a bite of cake, and she feeds him a bite of porridge...

Jiang Minghao put his arms around the waists of the two beautiful wives, motionless like an old man, allowing the two wives to serve him.

"Uncle, Uncle..."

Just as he was happily enjoying this rare and beautiful breakfast.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind and fire outside the hall.

A petite figure whizzed, like a sparrow, and ran into the hall in an instant.

As a result, because he was running too fast, he didn't pay attention to the steps under his feet, and instantly lost his center of gravity, and fell fiercely towards the ground.

Seeing this scene, a trace of helplessness flashed in Jiang Minghao's eyes, and with a light wave of his hand, an invisible air current supported Tang Lianxiang.

"You girl, how many times have I told you, don't be frizzy all day long, this time I'm here, what if I fall?"

"whee……"

Tang Lianxiang didn't care about Jiang Minghao's preaching, and reached out to pat the beautiful clothes that Qiuxiang specially made for her.

Then she fell to Jiang Minghao's side like a baby swallow returning to the forest.

At this moment, Yilin had already stood up, giving her a seat next to Jiang Minghao.

"Thank you auntie."

She was also unceremonious, and with a push of her little hand, she sat on the chair by herself.

As soon as Tang Lianxiang sat down, Jiang Minghao handed over a pancake to tease her.

"Have you eaten?"

"not yet……"

The little girl was not too polite, she took the pancake and started chewing it.

"Slow down, no one will grab you..."

Seeing her wolfing down like a starving ghost who hasn't eaten for several days, Yilin angrily took the tea next to her and handed it to her mouth.

"Thank you, auntie, Gulu Gulu..."

After taking a sip of water, Tang Lianxiang continued to concentrate on solving the oil cake in her hand.

Looking at her delicate and lovely Tang Lianxiang, who looks like a New Year's doll, Dongfang Bai and Yilin couldn't help showing a hint of pampering in their eyes.

Because Jiang Minghao's cultivation was too high, it became extremely difficult for them to have children, so Tang Lianxiang, who they watched and grew up with, was like their children, and they loved and loved them from age to age.

Although it can't be said that everything is met, as long as it is not too much, the two women will satisfy her.

This also made Qiuxiang couldn't help teasing sometimes, saying that if Tang Lianxiang wanted stars in the sky, maybe the two aunts would try to get them for her.

"Uh……"

It took the little girl a long time to get rid of the oil cake in her hand, and she took another big mouthful of tea, and immediately burped comfortably, with a satisfied look on her face.

At home, her mother 'Qiu Xiang' forbids her to eat in such a bold and unrestrained way, and often teaches her to be dignified and orderly when eating and doing things, and to be a well-educated lady.

Only at the uncle's house, the uncle with free and open ideas, and the aunt who came from two rivers and lakes, would not ask her for these things.

Seeing the little girl's satisfied face, Jiang Minghao said without laughing:

"Tell me, what did you do again this time? You came to seek refuge with my uncle?"

"Uncle, how can you say that about me?"

But Tang Lianxiang looked at him with a hurt face.

"How can you say that about your lovely niece?"

"I know you're back, I miss my uncle, and I don't even eat breakfast early in the morning, so I ran over to visit my uncle, but my uncle thinks of me as this kind of person? Could it be that Xiao Lianxiang is so unreliable in my uncle's heart?" ?"

As she spoke, two lines of tears still flowed down the little girl's face, and her pitiful eyes, if ordinary people saw it, would definitely feel distressed.

It's a pity that Jiang Minghao has already seen through the clever and cunning drama essence of his niece's cute appearance.

"Oh, that's uncle's fault for blaming you."

"Then now that you've finished your breakfast and met people, I'll ask your aunt to take you back..."

"Come on, uncle, your apology has no sincerity at all. You have wronged your sensible, cute, understanding, filial... niece. Shouldn't your apology have something substantial?"

Seeing that the little girl was about to see her, Jiang Minghao and the others also pretended to be confused and asked:

"Then what do you want?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I just want to stay at my uncle's house for a few days, so that I can spend more time with my uncle and aunt, so that I can be more filial..."

"no!"

In the end, before Tang Lianxiang could finish speaking, a roar came from outside the hall
I saw Qiu Xiang, dressed as a pretty woman, standing at the door with a pointer in her forehand, her brows raised and her eyes raised, and a terrifying aura rushed towards her face.

Seeing her own mother, Tang Lianxiang's little heart immediately clenched a few times...

(End of this chapter)