Super Soldier King

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Chapter 290 A enchanting child

"Let's hunt. It's blaming this kid. There are too many delays on the road. It's dark here." The child of the back bow glanced at the tiger and said, "My name is Lin Fan, ordinary!" ”

How many little girls have to give up and hug. ”

Ye Qian sneaked a little, and then smiled helplessly. Such a big kid knows this. He said that it is true that the poor mountains and rivers are not fake.

"I think you want the widow of the village head to give you a hug. How many times have you told you, you are not suitable, don't think about making a wife, be careful that her husband will climb out of the grave and die. You." Lin Fan glanced at the tiger and said.

Ye Qian looked at the two precocious children with a little laugh and laughed, and was teased by their conversation. After getting the two children on the bus, Ye Qian slowly headed forward.

"Brother, you still said me, you didn't peek at the sun widow's bath with me last time. I want to say that there is no woman in the village who can compare with the widow of the grandmother, and that the chest can be used as a pillow. It must be very comfortable to sleep." The tiger retorted.

"Nima's, you are here, and the city is much more beautiful than the widow's beautiful woman. I don't believe you ask my uncle, which is not big and big butt." Lin Fan said with a firm face. It seems that he has been to the city and has seen many girls in the city.

The tiger came together from behind and asked: "Uncle, is the brother saying that it is true? The women in the city are like that?"

Ye Qian smiled helplessly and said: "Yes, yes, the women in the city are well nourished, they are big breasts."

"Have you heard it? Don't be so short-sighted. Besides, the widow of the grandson is screaming. I have seen her and the wretched old village chief two times together." Lin Fan said.

There was a trace of anger in the eyes of the tiger, saying: "But I just like the widow of the grandmother, his grandmother, sooner or later I will give the old man a slap, and dare to move my woman."

"You are really shameless, when is the woman who is your woman." Lin Fan said, "You haven't even touched the hands of others, even if I touched her **** several times, I dare not say It’s my woman.”

"Oh? Brother, you touch the widow's ass, be careful, I said to the girl, and see how she cleans you up," said the tiger.

"Who is Qinger?" Ye Qian asked.

"Brother's daughter-in-law, from the baby doll that Kobayashi gave him, the little girl can be watery, and it must be a flower in the village. But I still like the sun widow!" said the tiger.

"Don't you be afraid to talk about it. This woman can't be too fond of her, otherwise she will run on your head and let her know that I like her every time because she likes her, but she can't." "Lin Fan is like a little adult, and the head is the way."

Ye Qian was completely stunned by these two little children, especially Lin Fan. It was a enchanting one. If one day, he walked into the city, what would it be like? I am afraid that it will be a new generation of giants? (Remarks: Lin Fan's story, please see "2" for details).

Maybe Lin Fan and Hu Zi are tired, talking and talking, both of them are gradually sleeping. The car bumped all the way, slowly driving, until the day was bright, Ye Qian finally saw people. The rural people got up very early, and the roof had already risen to talk about smoke.

The village is not big, there are only about 30 households, and there is a large plant tree in the village. This is the reason why the village named Zhushu Village. The residents are very old, the lime on the walls of some brick houses has already fallen off, the mottled bark is like a big flower face, and there are some earthen walls. There is only a two-story building not far from the entrance to the village. The blue brick and red tiles are somewhat out of place here.

Ye Qian woke up the two children and asked, "Where is your home?"

Lin Fan pointed to the inside of the village and said: "You go directly, the innermost one, halfway up the mountain."

Ye Qian nodded and drove inwards. Along the way, the early villagers all cast curious eyes. The village is a bit isolated. It has not seen a car coming in for decades. This has to make them curious.

Surrounded by mountains, the village is full of towering trees. The morning breath is very comfortable, and the faint smell of mud can be heard. Far away, Ye Qian saw a low-rise earthen house standing on the mountainside. An old man was slowly slamming Tai Chi at the door. Ye Qian’s face could not help but show a smile, that is clearly his own master Lin Jin, the body is still so good.

Ye Qian stopped the car, and Lin Fan and the tiger jumped out of the car and dragged the five scorpions from the car. The tiger looked at Lin Fan and Ye Qian and said, "Uncle, brother, then I will go home first."

Lin Fan nodded and said: "Take one back, the meat can be eaten for a few days, and the fur is kept. When the sky goes to the town, help sell it."

The tiger smiled a bit and scratched his head and said, "Thank you!"

"Small sample, I am very polite with me." Lin Fan said. The tiger dragged a scorpion toward his own house, and Ye Qian also helped to mention the earthen house on the mountainside of the dynasty that Lin Fan called.

"Grandpa, I am back!" Lin Fanda called out.

"Small nephew, you still know that you have come back, for a long time, I thought you were killed by the beast." Lin Jin said, Lin Fan said, said. However, there is a clear love of the eyes in the eyes. When a man expresses love, sometimes it is so subtle, indirect or even anti-sense. Lin Jin’s gaze turned to Ye Qian’s body, slightly stunned and did not speak.

"Master!" Ye Qian walked over and screamed with respect.

Lin Jin’s slight nodded and said, “When is it coming back? How can I come to see me?”

"I have come back for some days, but I have been dealing with things all the time, so I just took out the air and I hope that Master will not be surprised!" Ye Qian said respectfully.

If you have a good report, you will have a hatred. This is what the man’s husband should have. Lin Jin is the master of Ye Qian, teaching him martial arts, which also enables him to save his life in many dangers, which is regarded as the reinvention. However, Ye Qian also knows that Lin Jin’s favorite is not the old things, so there is no gift.

What Lin Jin said is specifically, Ye Qian is not clear, but Ye Qian knows that Lin Jin is supposed to be a rich man, otherwise he would not travel around. As for why he would live in such a broken house, it is such a kind of life that Lin Jin is pursuing. Lin Jin said that a practicing person should have a peaceful state of mind, not to interfere with the outside world, to paste into nature and feel the nature. A complete Taoist admirer.

"Grandpa, is the meal good? I am starving to death!" Lin Fan walked out of the house and said.

"Eat!" Lin Jin looked at Ye Qian and said that he was walking towards the house.

The furnishings in the house are very simple. There is a table of eight cents, several benches and a few bamboo chairs. The central part of the hall is dedicated to the tablets of the Lin family ancestral ancestors. Lin Fan’s fart and the end of the dish came up, three dishes, all vegetarian dishes, wild vegetables picked from the mountains. "Uncle Shi, I will give you a meal!" Lin Fan said politely.

"No, I will come by myself!" Ye Qian smiled and said. Ye Qian is aware of Lin Jin’s temper. He always thinks that he is doing a good job, and things never fake others. His rice is full of his own, and where Ye Qian dares to make a spectrum, let Lin Fan give himself a meal.

"Grandpa..." Lin Fan opened his mouth to speak, and he was glanced at Lin Jin’s sly and said: "The food is not spoken, the bed is not spoken!" Lin Fan spit out his tongue and threw a letter to Ye Qian. "My grandfather is on this virtue." Ye Qian’s intentions also followed with a slight smile.

Lin Jin’s meal is very rhythmic, not fast, not slow, not ill. "Eat well to the outside!" Lin Jin said, stood up and said to Ye Qian, walking toward the outside.