Demon King and Concubine

Chapter 16 Kneading (1)
Duanmutian can enjoy peace and is happy to enjoy it, but she is a special case among the special cases, and how can she ask this brother who has always loved her to be as peaceful as her?
As if feeling her gaze, Duanmujing turned his head slightly to the side, and smiled at her warmly, no different from any other time in the past.

At this time, Duanmuchen twisted his body and staggered in from the outside, turning his head to look at Duanmutian, just missed the blackness in Duanmujing's eyes that suddenly deepened.

"Brother, anyway, I am also a guest from afar, so you treat me with this?" Duan Muchen was leaning on the side of the table, holding a bowl of rice, looking at the two dishes on the table with no oil or water, he groaned dissatisfied .

The action of raising his hand and chopsticks seemed to involve a certain wound on his body, and he froze immediately and took a deep breath.

Duanmuzheng didn't even raise his eyelids, he just concentrated on eating, and said coldly, "You will go back tomorrow!"

He was taken aback for a moment, and then Young Master Chen jumped up without even caring about the pain all over his body. He danced and shouted, "I won't go back if I don't go back! My lord mother said, if I can't take you back together, I will When I step into the house with my left foot, she breaks my left foot, and when my right leg enters the house, she breaks my right leg. So you don't want me to go back like this, unless you are with me!"

Sitting next to him, Duanmu Tian was embarrassed when he heard this, and secretly thought that her grandmother was really quite tough.

In this day and age, what kind of blatant woman should be able to say such a thing?
Duan Muzheng, who faced this sentence directly, couldn't help but pause, and an unknown look quickly flashed across his eyes, and then said leisurely and indifferently: "Then you can live."

Mr. Chen pursed his lips to accept this decision. As soon as he relaxed, he felt that his jumping just now had involved almost every wound on his body. He immediately groaned and lay back on the table, looking at his elder brother with resentful eyes.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he saw Duanmu Tian who was sitting next to him doing needlework. He was stunned for a moment and seemed to feel that such behavior appeared on her body, which was very, very, extremely abnormal.

Immediately holding the rice bowl and leaning over, stretched out two fingers to pinch the corner of the fabric on her lap, said narrowly: "Yo, little niece, you can also be a female celebrity?"

"Is it strange?" She glanced up at him, then lowered her head and continued with her work, and said calmly, "I made the clothes on Dad and Brother."

"so smart?"

"Uncle, your clothes seem to be torn, do you want me to mend them for you?"

"Hey? Okay, okay, little niece, you are really the best, best, and smartest girl in the world!"

"..."

Can she take back the sentence of mending his clothes?By the way, is this really her uncle?Is it her father's younger brother?Why is it not like it at all?
Duanmutian rolled his eyes in his heart, then ignored this person and put his mind on the work in hand.

It wasn't a very difficult thing at all. After Dad took her and his brother to settle down in Sanshi Village, he had no money and had to rely on himself for many things.

She saw with her own eyes that her father hid in the house and sewed clothes for her and her brother, such a man with outstanding martial arts, but his hands were covered with red spots from a sewing needle, and the clothes he sewed in the end were horrible.

At that time, she was hiding outside the door, seeing his embarrassed appearance, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she felt that this was her father, her real father, and she should and must do her best to take good care of him .

So when she was a little older, she went to the women in the village and asked them to teach her how to sew clothes and make shoes.

Although the people in the village were a little afraid of her because of the birthmark on her face, she was always well-behaved and sensible, and she was not stingy in calling them aunt, aunt, sister, and sister-in-law. Tell her how to cut and sew clothes, how to cut and sew shoes, and how to fit the soles.

She is very smart and not an ordinary child, but she doesn't pay much attention to how delicate it is to sew the clothes into a wearable look. She quickly mastered the skills and sewed the first dress.

After that, she took care of all the clothes and shoes of her father, brother and herself, and with the increase of experience, her craftsmanship became better and better, and even the styles of the clothes they wear now are different It is somewhat different from all styles in this world.

As the night deepened, most of the households in Sanshi Village had turned off their lamps and went to bed to rest, but there was still a little yellow light shining through the Duanmu family's house.

In the room, Duan Muchen looked at the clothes in his hands, with satisfied expressions in the corners of his eyes and brows, and praised: "My niece is really ingenious, this clothes are as good as new after you mend them, even the mended ones There are no traces!"

He didn't care about such a piece of clothing at first, and in his capacity, he would definitely not be willing to wear another piece of clothing that was damaged and mended, but isn't the situation special now?He didn't dare to be picky!But the little niece's craftsmanship still surprised him, smoothing some of the wrinkles in his heart a little.

Duanmutian ignored him at all, and was about to go back to his room to sleep after tidying up his sewing basket, but he didn't want Duanmuchen to stand up and follow behind her.

"Why are you still following me?"

"Sleep!" He said it as a matter of course.

Duanmu Tian's face darkened immediately, he turned around and looked at him coolly and said: "Although you are an uncle, you are still a man after all, haven't you heard that men and women can kiss each other?"

"Xiao Jing is not a man anymore? Haven't you guys slept in the same room for so many years?"

"He is an elder brother, and he is still young, and we also sleep in separate beds."

Duan Muchen stretched out his hand, flicked her forehead with his fingers, and said, "Aren't you still a little girl? Where did you get so many rules? At worst, I'll just sleep in the same bed with Xiao Jing, right Xiao Jing... Xiaojing?"

However, Duanmujing had already entered the room in a blink of an eye, as if he hadn't heard these conversations at all.

Duanmu Chen's face darkened slightly, and then he didn't make any extra struggles, he stretched out his arms to pick up Duanmu Tian like a broken pot, and rushed straight into their room.

Duanmu Tian: "..."

"Oh, by the way, dear niece, I still don't know your name, uncle."

"Duanmu Tian."

"Duanmu sweet? Sweet? Why do I think it's not sweet at all?"

"Tranquil Tian."

"Oh, not... Whoops! Hiss..."

In the darkness, a scream suddenly sounded, the sound was shrill, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

It was rare that he did not drink, but stood by the window of his own room, looking out at the boundless night outside the window and wondering what Duan Muzheng was thinking. Hearing this voice, he couldn't help but roll his eyelids, then turned around, and took silent, light and elegant steps, Walking to the bed, he rolled over and lay down, closing his eyes and sleeping.

(End of this chapter)