Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 290 Dad, Master asked you to go to the school to bring Xingxing back.
I don’t blame Li Chengqian for thinking too much, Xingxing’s current image is really very bad...

The little knots on her head were also messed up, and there were traces of ink on the corners of her mouth, not to mention her hands. When she waved her claws just now, he saw a piece of black on Xingxing's hands at a glance.

He probably really didn't want to go to class. Until he returned to the door of Song's house, Xingxing still looked like he didn't want to move.

"Miss is back?" Uncle Gui has been waiting at the door for a long time: "I stewed the ribs for lunch today, get ready for dinner."

"The short ribs don't taste good anymore." Xingxing pursed his lips, his face full of grievances.

Seeing her like this, Song Weiguo, his wife and Mrs. Song, who were waiting happily in the yard, all gathered around her.

After listening to Xing Xing Nai Huhu's narration of the whole process, they realized that it was probably because the old master's teaching method was boring for children, so she felt bored.

"Can I not go to the elementary school in the afternoon?" Zaizai, who was clean, sat obediently on a small chair and asked his elders.

Several people shook their heads at the same time.

Seeing this, Xingxing directly buried his head in the rice bowl, and the two little ones began to droop again.

Mrs. Song touched the back of her chubby head and said angrily: "But Shu Xiu gave you a couple of silver. If you don't study hard, grandma's money will be in vain..."

When Xingxing heard Mrs. Song's words, she immediately raised her head and clawed at the big pocket on her chest.

She grabbed a broken piece of silver, stretched out her little paw and handed it to Mrs. Song, pouting: "Grandma... I won't go."

"Go away!!" Mrs. Song responded with a Hedong lion's roar.

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The work in the Song family's backyard gradually increased. The clothes they made and other handicrafts with Central Plains characteristics were regularly transported to Xichuan by Song Weiguo and sold to Turks and people from the Western Regions who came to trade. Similarly, he also I will buy some things from Turks that are not too expensive.

Over and over again, with a little bit of innovation, in just one month, the Song family's income was more than what they got from the stall in the first half of last year.

Of course, Gui Bo's arrangements are also indispensable.

It has to be said that since he came, the Song family seems to have returned to the previous housekeeper era, with Uncle Gui arranging everything in order.

Jiang Wan and Song Weiguo were also able to do other things with complete peace of mind.

However, that afternoon, Xuan Xuan ran back quickly and shouted to Song Weiguo: "Dad!! Master asked you to go to the primary school to wake him up!!"

Song Weiguo: "..." It's only been half a day and you've already been called your parents?

"Dad, let me tell you, Xingxing dug a dog hole in the wall behind, and when he was about to get out half of his body, he was caught by the master." Xuanxuan said to Song Weiguo with a bang.

"What about you? Why don't you take your sister with you? Let her dig the hole alone?" Song Weiguo asked his little son who was so fat that he was a ball.

Xuanxuan said with a dissatisfied look: "Where is it? I was standing in front of Xingxing to cover her!"

Song Weiguo: "..." So stupid!This stupid son!
The father and son walked quickly towards the elementary school at the west end of the village.

Then... from a distance, I saw their fat family standing in the corner with a sullen face and two little claws twisted together...

(End of this chapter)