Han Qingyi turned his head, smiled at Bei Mingmo, and said softly: "I don't know if Gongzi has ever heard of a folk saying, which is called the children of poor families are in charge of the house early, and it is probably about the current situation of the little woman." So Mo Gongzi should know what the little girl is talking about. “

She tried to tell Bei Mingmo with a pitiful family background that she must not compete with the children of poor families, otherwise it would not be fun for me to get angry.

Who knew that Bei Mingmo didn't react after hearing it, and her heart was instantly extinguished when she thought that she could pull some sponsorship to get rid of the opponent, so she had to rely on herself.

"Sister Han is more self-reliant, much better than my third brother, my third brother knows how to play all day long." The little boy came up with a sentence coldly, but every sentence hit the nail on the head of Bei Mingmo. Bei Mingmo's face was flushed for a while, why don't you say this, but this son is also a handsome young man, and this stinky boy knows how to make trouble. Bei Mingmo looked at Han Qingyi a little embarrassed, and found that Han Qingyi had no expression, so he didn't pretend to be sentimental.

The things that two people think about are not a frequency at all.

Zhuangzi, who was still relatively empty just now, instantly became crowded, while Zhen Ranshuang and Guo Fei'er built a shed and sat at the bottom of the ring, which was equivalent to a VIP seat, and their respective maids were standing behind their masters and serving diligently. Han Qingyi expressed his contempt for this, it was really an evil old society. In fact, I was secretly envious in my heart.

And because there were too many people, Bei Mingmo and Bei Mingziyuan also walked to Zhen Ranshuang's side, and the county magistrate of Jinshan County saw Bei Mingmo sharply, and hurriedly asked the officials to build a shed for them to sit down.

The sad Han Qingyi and Brother Leng were squeezed around by the crowd, Han Qingyi had no choice but to let Hua Xiangrong hug Han Xiaoya, and he hugged Brother Mo, and let Brother Leng pull Brother Yang to prevent him from running around. Han Qingyi is still afraid of being abducted by the person who photographed the flowers, because there are too many people, and it is inevitable that there will be bad people mixed in it.

The ladies and sons sat in the warm shed and warmed their hands on the stove, and the rest of the people watched the excitement where there were many people, and many men who looked like families were maintaining order. Prevent people from walking around and walking to the ladies' seat, if the unsightly one disturbs the ladies, then they won't be able to eat and walk around.

"Yo, big guy, look at it, look at Miss Zhen sitting in the lower left corner, it seems that she is the leader of the last Begonia Poetry Society, not only talented, but also good-looking. It's much more energetic than the powder in the kiln. The one who spoke was the fifth ruffian king of Jinshan County, and the most famous was a scar he pulled from his face to his forehead, and the old scar shook with the horizontal flesh on his face, and the child was scared when he saw it. After that, he looked at the place where Zhen Ranshuang was sitting.

"You can pull it down, this is the daughter of the county order, you dare to compare it with the powder in the kiln, if the county order Zhen hears it, it is estimated that you, the street tyrant, will become a cell boss." After speaking, he looked at Wang Lao Wu and laughed. The people around him laughed too.

Wang Lao Wu was choked by Li Lao Er, and he was immediately annoyed and angry. The horizontal meat on the face is bulging one by one, and it is about to catch up with the pork Rong.

"Second Li, usually you are against me, but I don't care about you today. We'll see. As he spoke, he glared at Li Lao Er fiercely. Li Lao Er is also a street tyrant, specializing in collecting protection money, and he also has a deal with the yamen, with a group of thugs around him at any time, and he looks like King Zhou, Wu and Zheng, but unfortunately he loves to shake his legs at any time, and he still has a piece of grass in his mouth, which is not a good thing at first glance.

Han Qingyi tried to stay away from these people as much as possible, so as not to cause trouble, after all, there is no reason to talk to these people.