Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 433

Lotus Flower Cake looked at her feet, "It's so swollen! It's like a pig's trotter!"

Xiao Nuan wanted to kick her on the wall, "Go to the kitchen if you're not full, what are you doing here?"

But after taking a closer look at it myself, it does look a bit like it.

Not only was it swollen, but it was also bruised and purple, as if it had been marinated.

"I heard that my niece sprained her ankle?" The two were still looking down at the pig's feet when there was a voice from outside.

Looking up, she saw half of her aunt, Luo Shi, coming.

"Mrs. Ming Luo!" Xiao Nuan hurriedly asked Lotus Crisp to make tea.

Mrs. Ming Luo gave the medicine to Hehuasu, "No, I'm just here to give you a medicine.

My ancestors have several old prescriptions, which are very effective in treating bruises and injuries.

I heard that you sprained your ankle and had a hematoma, so I came here specially for you.

You wipe it five times a day, and you will be able to move within a few days. "

Xiao Nuan hurriedly accepted it, "Then please trouble Madam Ming Luo. Lotus Crisp, take Madam out for me."

She should have called her aunt, but the relationship between Ming Lai and her has always been difficult.

The relationship between her father and Ming Lai was on the verge of a crisis, but she didn't know how to call this half-aunt.

Simply follow others directly, and call her Mrs. Ming Luo respectfully.

Combining her husband's surname with her mother's surname can not only reflect her identity, but also distinguish her from other Mrs. Ming.

Lotus Crisp came in and muttered softly, "It's strange, when did your influence become so big, it still means that the news of your family spreads quickly.

When you come back with your front foot, Mrs. Ming Luo, who is at home with your back foot, already knows the news of your sprained foot? "

An Jingchi asked the doctor to come in, and was a little surprised when he saw the medicinal wine on the table.

He waited for the doctor to finish his diagnosis and treatment before opening his mouth, "Where did this thing come from?"

"Mrs. Ming Luo sent it."

An Jingchi was even more surprised, "She doesn't get along with your uncle, and she doesn't like your mother the least.

This medicine is her natal family's unique secret technique that is not passed on to the outside world, so she thought of giving it to you. "

Although he was full of doubts, An Jingchi was worried about his daughter's injury, so he had to let her use the lotus cake first.

On the branch of the moon, Ming Lai just came out of the shower after taking a bath.

I saw Mrs. Ming Luo folded her arms and hugged her chest, collecting debts at the door.

"This medicine is given away, but this begging should also have a begging attitude."

Minglai held the veil in his hand, did not argue with her, and thanked her honestly, "Thank you for your magnanimity and not caring about me, and sent her the medicine.

I have something in my storeroom that you can see, just go and get it. "

After speaking, he turned around and went back to his room.

Mrs. Ming Luo was startled at first, but then became more and more angry.

He has always been unwilling to pay attention to himself, but now he begs himself humbly for an outsider.

Just like when he was willing to fall out with himself because of his sister.

"You bastard, I'm afraid even your son won't receive such favor from you.

How many years has it been since that girl of yours died, but you are still willing to humiliate her for her? "

Minglai turned his head, his eyes were full of anger and sternness.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Ming Luo swallowed the rest of her words wisely.

"It's not my fault that she died! Don't you say you hate the An family? You don't hate An Jingchi's daughter!"

Ming Lai said with a sullen face, "She is my younger sister's flesh and blood!"

He hates An Jingchi, the An family.But he couldn't bear to hate his daughter who had her sister's blood.

Seeing his virtue, Mrs. Ming Luo snorted coldly, turned her head and left.

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind, "Tomorrow is the day when Ming Jing returns from Luo's house. You, a father, can't just think about other people's daughters. Your own son should go pick him up."

Xiao Nuan was still sitting on the wall picking fruit, while Lotus Crisp was chirping beside her, "Miss Nuan, over here, the fruit over here is even redder!"

"Okay, you, how dare you steal the fruit from this tree!
Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, go and tell Uncle Lai.Su Nuannuan picked the fruit from the tree! "

Seeing Xiaonuan who was picking fruit, Mingshan's gloating was beyond words.

It seems that Xiaonuan's dismal end has long been foreseen.

"This yard belongs to my mother, and this fruit also belongs to my mother, why can't I pick it?"

Sitting on the top of the wall, Xiao Nuan took a bite of the fruit like a demonstration.

Ming Shan sneered, "This fruit tree is owned by Uncle Lai, and everyone in the Ming family knows it.

Not to mention fruit trees, even the leaves are untouchable.I see who will protect you this time? "

Once upon a time, there was an ignorant skin boy who picked the fruit.

Ming Lai insisted on chasing him to his house, beat him to death, and snatched all the fruit back.

So far, no one has dared to touch the idea of ​​this fruit tree.

Xiaonuan panicked for a moment, how could she know that she offended Uncle Qiqi again invisibly?
Pretending to be calm on his face, he wanted to throw the fruit and run away immediately, but he refused to admit it.

When the time comes, she will refuse to admit it, and eat all the fruits to destroy the corpse.

Mingshan saw her intention, saw Ming coming, and immediately said loudly, "Uncle Lai, look at Su Nuannuan picking the fruit of this tree."

The four eyes met, and a thought popped into Xiaonuan's mind: Or, she said that her mother asked her to pick it up in her dream, so she wondered if she could fool it?
Just about to speak, Ming Lai spoke first, "Is it sweet?"

"Ah?" Xiaonuan, should she say sweet or not?

Minglai continued, "This fruit was planted by your mother when she was born, hers is a fruit tree, mine is a pine and cypress.

In the past, your mother often came to pick fruit, but she seldom came back after she got married. "

He couldn't remember what the fruit tasted like.

Seeing that he brought up her mother, Xiaonuan held up the fruit, "Why don't you taste it yourself?"

Minglai really stepped on the ladder to take her fruit.

Just took a bite, "Well, sweet. It's as sweet as what we ate when we were young."

After a glance, the tree is full of red fruits.

"If you like it, just pick it."

Mingshan at the bottom was dumbfounded, "Uncle Lai, didn't you forbid others to touch this tree?"

For many years, the fruit of this tree has not been tasted by anyone in the entire villa.

They all let it blossom and bear fruit, fall to the ground, and rot in the soil.

Even Ming Lai would not easily touch a fruit on the tree.

Minglai picked up a few fruits from the basket of lotus cakes, took them and left.

Leave a sentence, "She is not someone else, and all the fruits of this tree will be left to her in the future!"

Not to mention Mingshan's thankless effort, he was also pissed off.

Seeing Xiaonuan gnawing on the fruit triumphantly, she muttered, "It's just a fruit, who cares about it."

Xiao Nuan came down from the tree and took a bite of the fruit, "Some people say grapes are sour when they can't eat them."

Deliberately asked the lotus cake, "Is the fruit sweet?"

Lotus Flower Cake nodded immediately, "Sweet, sweeter than honey."

Ming Shanqi's face turned blue, and he left in a huff.

Seeing that Xiaoqi is still there, Lotus Flower Crisp said, "Aren't you going? Wait for me to kick you with a broom?"

This woman is as annoying as her master.

Xiaoqi was so frightened that he ran away immediately.

Ming Lai took a few fruits and sent them to Mrs. Ming.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ming felt a little relieved.

"You are finally willing to pick the fruit from that tree."

After taking a bite, "It still tastes the same as when you were young, but things are different."

(End of this chapter)