Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

  Since there is no result in the settlement of the matter, I don’t bother to waste this time talking about it.

   "Okay, let's go, let's go back to the house, it's a little late, let's go back and have a good rest~"

   Duanmu Ke took Duanmu Ying to the carriage in front, while Duanmu Rong and Mrs. Duanmu sat in the carriage at the back.

   Duanmu Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but she really scared her to death. I saw his father treat the little **** so well today. If the little **** speaks out, it is estimated that his father will definitely punish her!

   Mrs. Duanmu saw that Duanmu Rong was a little flustered, and couldn't help asking, "Rong'er, did you do something to that little bitch?"

   "Mother, I just... ruined her appearance."

   Mrs. Duanmu was startled, "What?"

   "Mother, I saw that little **** was so arrogant, I couldn't help it and scratched her face."

   Duanmurong was silent for a while, no wonder, she said how the little **** was well covered with a veil, she thought she was playing a hard-to-get game, but she didn't expect that her face was scratched.

   "Mother, I grabbed very deeply, I'm guessing it will leave scars. Dad won't hit me, right?" Duanmurong said with some fear.

   If it used to be, it probably didn't matter, but now this little **** has won her father's heart because of this performance, and her father probably has to protect her everywhere.

Mrs. Duanmu snorted coldly, "Rong'er, what are you afraid of, after ruining your appearance, no matter how good your performance is today, after people see her appearance clearly, they will not want her! Without the value of use, you think your father Will you still protect her?"

   Duanmurong listened and nodded again and again, still her mother thought thoroughly. The originally gloomy face was suddenly filled with a smile.

  …

   "Father, Mo'er wants a hug!"

   Xuanyuanmo's pink and tender little hand stretched out towards Xuanyuanjing.

   "Okay, Father, come and hug Mo'er~" Xuanyuan Jing picked up Xuanyuan Mo on the ground. This little guy is really sinking day by day.

   Looking at Xuanyuan Mo's chubby little face, Xuanyuan Jing couldn't help but kiss her.

   "Father, your saliva got on Mo'er's face~" Xuanyuan Mo wiped the saliva from her face.

   "You little thing, do you despise your father?"

   Xuanyuan Jing gently flicked Xuanyuan Mo's forehead.

   "Father, why does Mo'er dislike you? Come, Mo'er kisses father~" Xuanyuanmo said, and gave Xuanyuanjing a kiss on the face.

   Xuanyuanjing's cheerful voice laughed. Bai Qianzi stood aside, watching the interaction between the father and son, smiling happily.

   Seeing that the guests had all dispersed, Xuanyuan Jing said to Xuanyuan Ling in a serious tone, "Xiao Ling, don't be too concerned about what your father did today."

   Xuanyuan Ling had a cold face and did not say a word.

   Don’t care, how can you not care? This person, whoever moves, should not move the person he loves the most, otherwise, he can do anything.

   Today, if he really hits Xue Er ten big boards, he doesn't mind, tomorrow will turn the world upside down.

   After so many years, he has recharged his energy, his strength has greatly increased, and he has secretly cultivated a group of forces. Therefore, his Xuanyuan Ling was far more powerful than the emperor thought.

   He knew that this person was ruthless and unrighteous, otherwise he would not have treated his mother-in-law like that. He couldn't believe that person would really treat him as his own son.

  If you want to protect the people you love, you can only speak with strength.

   Xuanyuanjing sighed, "Xiao Ling, after all, the father is our father..."