Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

  Chapter 15 The sturdy alternative

   The little sister and the younger brother screamed in horror and cried, "Dad, don't!" The little body trembled uncontrollably.

  Father is an adult, he wants to rob him, who can rob him? Besides, how can there be children who have hands with their parents?

   Mu Fangping smiled at them proudly, and hurriedly followed Mu Zhihong's pace very considerately: "Father, I'll help you!"

   Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows: People who dare to **** something from my sister, I haven't met in my last life, but they didn't come to a good end! In this life, the same is not allowed.

   She stepped forward and grabbed Mu Fangping's arm and pulled it over, making Mu Fangping scream in pain, "Ah! What are you doing!"

   Mu Zhihong was also taken aback when he heard the cry of his precious daughter, he stopped and looked even more angry: "What are you crazy about? Let go of Fangping!"

   released? is it possible?

Mu Qingli rudely dragged Mu Fangping to the shelf next to the stove, reached out and grabbed the sharp stone knife, and said coldly: "Two choices, the first one, you both get out of my way, and swear that you won't be allowed in the future. Come to our house again; the second one, take the tiger skin away, the old lady will cut her face!"

   "You dare!" Mu Fangping screamed with a pale face, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

   Her face is her pride, the sharp stone knife against her neck is chilly. She was already so frightened that she was afraid that Mu Qingli would really hurt herself if she moved - how painful it would be.

   So much so that she didn't dare to scold a word when she wanted to scold, for fear of irritating Mu Qingli.

   Mu Zhihong was shocked and angry: "You—"

   "Choose one or two?"

   "Mu Qingli!"

   "Don't choose? I don't mind helping you choose!"

  The sharp stone knife pressed down, and the stinging and cold feeling pressed against the skin. Lin Mufangping screamed out of his soul: "Don't, don't! Save me, save me, daddy!"

  Mu Zhihong's veins jumped on his forehead, his face was blue and then white, and he also trembled - not afraid, but angry.

  Mu Qingli "Haha!" She laughed softly, but it made Mu Fangping shiver in a cold war, and her nerves were so tense that she couldn't help crying.

   So much so that Mu Qingli retracted the stone knife and she still stood there dumbfounded, unable to escape at all.

   Hearing the sound of "Crack!", the stone knife in Mu Qingli's hand had been broken into two pieces by her hand like a withered branch.

Mu Qingli threw the two stone knives in his hands at will, and under the stunned gazes of everyone, he stuffed the two stone knives into Mu Fangping's clothes and said with a smile, "Go, okay. Let's go!"

   pushed her, Mu Fangping screamed "Ah!" and bumped into Mu Zhihong involuntarily.

   "Ping'er!" Mu Zhihong hurriedly supported her.

   "Well, you **** girl, you really have hard wings! Hmph, just wait for me!" Mu Zhihong was furious and went out with Mu Fangping, whose feet were weak and body trembling non-stop.

  Not far from the door of the thatched hut, Mu Fangping took out the two stone knives from her arms tremblingly, her expression changed and she could hardly hold it.

   Mu Zhihong hurriedly took it over, weighed it in his hand, and couldn't help but change color.

   The father and daughter looked at each other and saw fear and wonder in each other's eyes.

   This is a genuine stone knife, and Mu Qingli actually used her hands to—

   "Father, this, my sister, did she do something on this knife beforehand?" Mu Fangping asked with a pale face, and the cold air came out one after another.

  If that dead girl really became that powerful, then, that—

Mu Zhihong's heart was equally turbulent and uncertain, he threw the two stone knives on the ground, and snorted coldly: "Of course she did the tricks, otherwise how could she do it? Hmph, that **** girl, when will there be a ghost? Son!"

   After thinking about it, he said bitterly: "What if she has more ghosts? Hmph, is it possible that she is not Lao Tzu's daughter?"

   Mu Fangping's heart moved, and gradually became a little nervous. Yes, she is father's daughter, how dare she not listen to what father wants her to do? It doesn't matter if she's sly or really that powerful - it doesn't make any difference.

   Of course, if you are alone in the future, it is better to stay away from her.

As soon as the father and daughter left, Mu Qingya couldn't wait to rush to her sister's side, chattering like a little sparrow and hurriedly said: "Sister, what can I do! This makes them think about it, our father's temperament, we can't get it. It will definitely not stop! Jiang Shi will definitely be more jealous of such a good tiger skin, and she will not stop if she doesn't take it back to make clothes for her children."

   Mu Qingluan also nodded solemnly with a small face, and said to Mu Qingli with a straight face: "Second sister is right, big sister, this is a problem."

   Mu Qingli burst out laughing, she just thought that this young lady and brother were really cute.

   She rubbed a small head with one hand, and smiled at Mo Yunshen: "You are our family's military adviser, come and find a way!"

Mo Yunshen was so swayed that he almost fell, and he spit out a mouthful of old blood in his heart: thinking that he is only eight buckets tall, learned to be rich in five cars, and talented in martial arts and martial arts, he should have the family and the world in his mind, and look at the country and the world, but he must be used for it. Such vulgar village women and village husbands as Dou Jiang Clan and Mu Zhihong, what a wail...

   Although he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, Mo Yunshen still said casually: "Soldiers are weird, what is true is what is true, what is true is false—"

   Before he could finish speaking, Mu Qingli interrupted him with a "Cha!", glaring at him angrily: "Speak human words!"

  Moyun touched his nose deeply and said, "Isn't that simple? It's just to confuse them, make them confused, and prevent them from knowing where the tiger skin is?"

   After saying that, he took a deep look at Mu Qingli, which means: Madam, you are so powerful and your martial arts are super strong, isn’t this trivial matter within your grasp?

  Mu Qingli thought about it too. After processing the tiger skin, he took it to the place where the stone was taken to dry, and when he came back, it was stored in the space. When the house and yard are built, hehe, are you still afraid of them at that time?

   "It's my military advisor, he is resourceful!" Mu Qingli rubbed her palms and laughed.

   Mo Yun pulled the corner of his mouth: Military division? You are really not embarrassed!

Mu Qingya blinked her eyes and said ignorantly: "Jun... division? What is a military division? Isn't brother Mo the husband of my sister? When will I become a military division? Then, are we still called brother-in-law? "

   Mu Qingluan said slowly: "Of course it's also called brother-in-law. Military division and brother-in-law must mean the same thing."

   Mu Qingya suddenly realized with an "ah", clapped his hands and praised: "Xiao Qingluan is smart!"

   Mu Qingli couldn't help laughing, and Mo Yun looked at her deeply and then looked at her again, and couldn't help but laugh.

   "Okay, it's getting late, go to sleep!" Mu Qingli laughed.

  Thinking about the thin quilt woven with thatch core and made of large leaf veined cloth, she felt that the living conditions should also be improved.

  Well, let the siblings go pick some big leaves tomorrow, and by the way, you can also avoid the scumbag family...

   As for her and Mo Yunshen, of course they had to get the stone the next day.

   11 Let me tell you, now it’s a little less, and it will be a little more after a while

   (end of this chapter)