Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

Chapter 640 Fubao: You are miserable, do you know?

"Go, why not?"

The King of Wheels sneered, "What does that Zhang Yi have to do with his own death? What does it have to do with us? Don't forget, we have an agreement with Jieyundao."

"If we don't kill Xu Laosan, we won't be considered as fulfilling the entrustment of the robbery road, how can they fulfill the agreement?"

The eyes of the king of runners were full of insidiousness.

"Yes, that's right!"

King Chu Jiang nodded thoughtfully.

"This wing, but Du Qingruo's woman's man, if it's really because we lost it, will the robbery road still fulfill the promise?"

"Then, they can't be used!"

The King of Wheels' tone was gloomy and terrifying, "In short, as long as Jie Luck Dao didn't take the initiative to tell us to terminate the agreement, we have to complete the agreement."

"Our underworld is always the most trustworthy!"

"That's it!"

King Equality stood up suddenly, "Wait for my good news!"

...

Xiangyi Mansion, Linyao City.

In the backyard of the prefect’s Yamen, Fu Bao was waving his small fist in a decent way, and he hummed rhythmically in his mouth.

Beside, the brothers Dabao and Erbao were beating the sandbags.

On the other side, the Three Treasures, Four Treasures, and Five Treasures were playing with sand and rolling in the sand pile.

As for the eldest girl and the second girl, because they are female dolls, they are still required to be clean and can't roll in the sandpit like Sambo and the others.

As a few nephews and nieces grew up, a group of little dolls mixed together, and the family was like a war every day.

Fortunately, there are many people in the family, otherwise, you really can't come over such a group of small things.

"Auntie, when can we stop playing sandbags?"

It was another punching the sandbag all morning. Dabao and Erbao looked at their slightly red and swollen fists, feeling that they were so pitiful.

How many days have it been?

They are still children!

Why do they have to beat sandbags every day?

Obviously they can fight with my sister-in-law, isn't this bullying them?

"I'll talk until you can beat it!"

Fu Bao squinted.

It was not her idea to let two big nephews hit the sandbags.

As for when Dabao and Erbao can stop punching sandbags, it depends on when their grandfather speaks.

It's strange to say that I learned the super simple fetal breath method in Fubao, but Dabao and Erbao have never been able to get started. It turned out that the poor little brothers could only do the same as the old man Xu and his brothers did when they drilled the old man.

Parents and grandchildren separated by generations?

This is no need to doubt.

It's just that Mr. Xu went to the two grandsons, but this did not hinder the education of the two grandsons. Whether Dabao and Erbao understand it is not important.

Father Xu didn't have any idea to explain to the two grandsons.

Naturally, Fubao will not talk too much.

It is also very interesting to watch the bitter punching of the sandbags of the two elder nephews every day.

"Grandma, can we not punch sandbags every day?"

They didn't get the answer they wanted from Su Wu, and the two little brothers went to grind the grandmother of Mrs. Xu again.

Mrs. Xu chuckled and said, "Yes, as long as your grandfather agrees, grandma will agree!"

Hearing his grandmother's words like this, the two little brothers suddenly collapsed.

"Grandma, don't you like us anymore?"

The two treasures are ghosts and ghosts, making a pitiful appearance that they have been abandoned.

However, can Mrs. Xu be fooled by this?

"Go go, pretend to be pitiful, and wait for your father to come back and see if he doesn't spank you!"

"Grandma, I was wrong!"

Hearing that he might be spanked by his father, Er Bao was shocked instantly.

Fu Bao looked at the pitiful appearance of the two elder nephews, swayed slowly to the front, and said, "Why don't you do this? After you hit the sandbags every day, you can punch with me for a while?"

"Don't—"

The little brothers answered almost in unison.

They have worked so hard, so don't worry about it.

When Fu Bao saw this, he just laughed.

After breakfast, Dabao and Erbao went to school with Fubao to study.

Regarding the matter of reading, whether it is the second treasure of ghosts or some simple and honest treasures, it seems that they have inherited the powerful genes of their fathers, and are completely uninterested.

It's just that, no matter whether these little brothers like it or not, they both have to learn.

If you don't learn it, when their father comes back, they will definitely be served with a bamboo board fried pork.

The taste of fried pork on bamboo board, the two brothers had tasted it once before, and they were very impressed.

That time, the two were beaten up and screamed, but every family member, whether it was the mother who loved them, the kind grandmother, or the little aunt who took them to play with, every one of them interceded.

This also made the little brothers understand that no one would help them when their fathers played the board.

Therefore, the two brothers fight each other hard and must not taste the bamboo board fried pork for the second time.

After school, Fubao took the little brothers home as usual, and bought some snacks for the little nephews and nieces on the way.

As the little aunt of the seven little guys, Fu Bao is like an elder now.

"Auntie, what shall we buy today?"

"I want to eat spicy chicken wings!"

Dabao and Erbao walked by Fubao's side, and you answered the questions you asked Fubao directly.

"Then eat it!"

Fu Bao waved his hand arrogantly.

As a rich woman, she is really not bad for money.

Although in order to support his father, Fubao contributed all his dowry money. However, she didn't only have the silver in her hands, but she also had many other industries, all of which were constantly making money from energy sources.

At the beginning, Mr. Xu was planning to bring the people from Lingshui Village together to buy spicy roast chicken, but now he still does it, but the participants are no longer from Lingshui Village, but the army of the town in the Huangfengkou Battle Soldier's family.

Nowadays, there are many spicy roast chicken shops in Linyao City.

But even so, the business of each shop is quite good.

Delicious, there is never a shortage of customers.

Taking Dabao, Erbao, and Lichun, who had been following her, Fu Bao went straight to the spicy roast chicken shop that he often went to, only to find that the shop was temporarily closed.

As a frequent visitor, Fubao brought Dabao and Erbao directly to knock on the door.

"Uncle Ding, Aunt Miao, are you there?"

Fubao's small hands are not big, but he doesn't have much power to clap the door.

"I'm Fubao!"

While knocking on the door, Fu Bao declared himself the door, and at the same time put his ear on the door panel and listened to the movement in the shop.

there's noise!

Whimpering!

Fubao practiced the fetal breath method. Although he was not big, his strength was not bad, and his hearing was quite impressive.

With the crowds on this street, the voice in the shop was still heard by her.

"This voice seems to be gagged!"

Fu Bao's eyes widened, and then, with a fist, his small fist slammed into the door of the shop. It was a punch that broke the plunger behind the door of the shop, and the door crashed to the ground.

When seeing the situation in the shop, Fu Bao got cold face, and said suddenly, "You are miserable! Do you know?"

(End of this chapter)