Group pet milk bag: The little aunt goes down the mountain to find the cub

Chapter 45
Everyone rolled their eyes in unison, watching him holding back for a long time, thinking that he could make some good fart, but in the end, that's it?

Little Portuguese thought for a while, and agreed generously, "Okay, when you get the chicken leg, Auntie will give you half of a chicken leg." The villain puffed out his belly, very heroic, as if he had given others a mountain of gold and silver.

The old blind man pursed his lips in displeasure, "Why is it only half?"

The dumpling counted with his little finger, "Because the other half has to be eaten by the younger son and the younger grandson. The older son contributes, so he can eat half of it alone. The younger son and grandson don't contribute, so they can only eat it together." Half, little Puti will not be partial, little Puti is the fairest elder."

Everyone couldn't be happier, you are still an elder, an elder who competes with his nephew for chicken legs.

Ren Tianjie was very satisfied with this arrangement, nodded her head, and expressed her deep agreement with what my aunt said. My aunt had true love for him, and she always kept it in her heart.

After hearing this, the old blind man was even more displeased, "No, your relatives, why do you want me to share food with them, and why you don't do anything, and it's fair for each person to eat one, you are Is it because I don’t read or know how to count? I don’t care, anyway, I want to eat a chicken leg for one person, and the others want to share it with you, so don’t think about my chicken leg.”

Little Pu was furious, and stared at the old blind man, "Boss, you don't listen to auntie anymore, she does whatever she says, you have to listen to auntie, otherwise auntie will beat you up when she gets angry." Just didn't study, The illiterate little illiterate said that she knew numbers very well.

The old blind man looked at Tuanzi in disbelief, and even used hegemony to suppress him. Is there any reason?Stuck his neck and shouted, "I don't accept it."

"Beat until you are convinced." Tuanzi clenched his fists tightly, as if he would really beat you if you said another word.

The old blind man stared at the fleshy little fist for a long while, and was cowed.

It's not that he's afraid of being beaten, he just doesn't care to fight with a brat, hum.

The old blind man folded his hands, turned his head, and pointed the back of his head at the dumpling to express his dissatisfaction.

Everyone put on a blank face, watching a scene where blood relatives turned against each other because of a chicken leg, they really learned a lot.

Qu Yue was even more annoyed. It was the first time he was completely ignored by others, so forget it, these two made decisions for him without his consent, and bought and sold him by force.

However, Qu Yue didn't intend to refuse. Hearing what Xiao Zangwa meant, he was really bloody.

Bloody disaster?After living for most of my life, there are several times a day, which is more used to it than eating.

It's the spell, which hasn't been used yet, but it's just good for seeing and seeing, and he can still afford two chicken legs.

As for the chicken legs, it was such a happy decision.

Let's move on to making money.

After the old blind man got angry, he turned his face back and poked little Petit's little shoulder, "It's about making money, hurry up." Two chicken legs and it's over, the brat's situation is too small .

Little Putti straightened her body, and almost forgot about the money.

With short legs, he ran up to Yang Daqiang, raised his fat head, and looked straight at him.

Yang Daqiang was pinned by two prison guards, unable to move, the unknown fire in his heart subsided a lot, his face was not so ferocious, but his expression was still unfriendly, and he stared fiercely at Tuanzi, "What are you looking at, let me beat you again! .”

Zhang Zong scolded in a deep voice, "Be honest."

Yang Daqiang closed his mouth reluctantly.

Little Puti blinked her big black eyes, she was not afraid at all, and suddenly opened her small mouth, turned around and waved to the old blind man, "Come on, come on, big brother."

The old blind man was still a bit stingy, and for the sake of money, he endured the humiliation and passed the burden. He glanced at Yang Daqiang in disgust, and asked Tuanzi, "Why?"

Little Putti stretched out her fat claws and pointed at Yang Daqiang's nose, "Look, look, look."

The old blind man glanced perfunctorily, "It's not pretty."

Little Puti slapped it, and slapped it on the old blind man's thigh. The old blind man's face twitched in pain, and he glared at Little Puti, "Why hit me again?" The voice sounded aggrieved.

Little Petit glared at the old blind man with a small face, "Look again, if you don't look good, I'll beat you up."

The old blind man gritted his teeth, he dared not speak out against the small fleshy fist of the dumpling, and looked at Yang Daqiang angrily.

The others didn't know why, so they followed to see Yang Daqiang's nose.

Yang Daqiang was watched like a monkey, he was ashamed and angry, he seemed like he couldn't afford to offend others, so he could only look back at the old blind man with cannibalistic eyes.

The old blind man wanted to be cowardly as soon as his heart burst, but Tuanzi was staring at him, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to look, until his eyes were almost blind, and he couldn't see anything, so he said indiscriminately, "Nose, The nose is just like that, this man is careless and hasn't washed it clean."

Everyone rolled their eyes, and you still don't pay attention to it. If you don't look in the mirror, you can rub two catties of mud on your face, making your hands itchy.

Little Portuguese raised her small slap again, her little face puffed up, ready to clean the house.

The old blind man's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly took a step back, and shouted excitedly, "I can see it, I can see it, what can't be said, you have to do it, rich, he has a little money, a little money, a nose with a slightly plump head, and a left eyebrow. The bones are slightly full and connected to the nose, which means that he has a rich inheritance from his father, but there is a mole under the nose, which is a sign of bankruptcy, which means that his father's money has been almost lost by him."

Little Putti grinned, and lightly stroked her little palm, and landed on the old blind man's knee, "The older ones are fat, look at the forehead and the right brow bone."

The old blind man snorted, didn't dare to be perfunctory anymore, and looked at Yang Daqiang's forehead and brow bone seriously.

Others watched it very interestingly. Although they don't know if it's true or not, the appearance of little Puti, a young elder who has been tortured to become a talent, is quite interesting.

But Yang Daqiang had doubts in his heart, because what the old blind man said was right, is this old blind man really a liar or does he have some skills?
His expression softened a lot, and he no longer rejected the old blind man showing his face. Anyway, he didn't need money, and he also wanted to know if he was okay.

It was rare for the old blind man to show his face seriously, and the more he looked at it, the more he was surprised, as if he could really see something.

But this is wrong, how can he have such a skill?

Looking down at the kid who was staring up at him with his fat face unblinking, his black paw landed on the big gold tooth again, he was inexplicably agitated, he seemed to have achieved something extraordinary.

His eyes fell on Yang Daqiang's face again, and he frowned and said, "The Palace of Fate between the foreheads, the main path of disaster and fortune, faintly glows with black air, the black air is reddish, and looks like evil blood. This is a catastrophe. The mother palace on the right brow bone , Mistress Luck, sunken brow bone, dull and dull, with blood on the bone, it is a sign of mother's calamity, indicating that she will lose her mother in the near future, and the mother's palace is also full of blood evil spirit, indicating that her mother died unnaturally, it was a violent death .”

After finishing speaking, the old blind man looked excitedly at little Petit, "Isn't it?"

His face is full of anticipation, his eyes are full of hope, he looks like a child with yellow hair waiting to be praised by the elders in the family.

Little Puti patted her eldest nephew's hand very face-saving, with her belly up and her head shaking, she looked like a pedant, and she learned everything perfectly, "You can teach me a child."

(End of this chapter)