Chapter 3263 Raised a Prince, or an Ancestor? (49)
Qing Yang worked very hard. Even though his legs were shaking and the back of his clothes was wet after the practice, he didn't cry out.
Because of this, Uncle dumb taught more seriously.
For the sake of the little guy's body, Su Qiao would harass Su Weixue from time to time and get some nutritious things from her.
Su Weixue was so angry that her facial features were twisted and her fingernails were broken several times, but she was so elusive that she could always find her Su Qiao when she was eating.
After three or four days like this, Qingyang gradually came out of the pain and confusion of losing his relatives, and he became more energetic, and his face began to smile again.
What makes Su Qiao happy is that Zhao Jingting has been awake these days.
Although from time to time he would stare at her with a pair of resentful eyes, trying to make her soft-hearted and give him a pill with wine.
At this time, Su Qiao pretended not to see it, and directly put the pill he developed into his mouth and told him to shut his mouth.
On this day, Su Qiao was going to the forest to find Su Weixue, who was stealing food, but just as she got up, she was forced to the bamboo table by Zhao Jingting who suddenly walked in.
He thought that he had fluttered the long hair that fell to his ears, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were evil.
"Little lady, since I helped you to bury your father, from now on, you will belong to this young master."
Su Qiao was expressionless.
It's been a few days of peace and quiet. Is she going to work again?
What is it this time?
A ruffian, a rogue? Or dandy?
Zhao Jingting stretched out a finger and lifted Su Qiao's chin, and his fingertips gently scratched on her cheek:
"Yo, this little face is long, but it's so tender, and this little look can hook the soul of the master."
Su Qiao knocked down his hand and threw him a blank eye: "Do you have a hole in your brain?"
She was clearly staring at him, where did the little eyes that seduce her soul come from?
"Also, when did you help me bury Dad?"
Where did the ghost story come from?
The corners of Zhao Jingting's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Isn't this little girl going to admit it?
"You sold your body to bury your father, and this young master paid thirty taels of silver. Isn't this a good burial?"
"Could it be that you dislike this young man's lack of money, and did not bury your grandfather?"
[Hahaha, I even sold my body to bury my father, I laughed so hard, I have to think about what happened this time. 】
444 laughed until his stomach hurt.
Thinking that they only helped Xiao Qingyang to bury the grandmother a few days ago, 444 had a flash of inspiration: [Oh, I see, could it be that he suddenly inspired this drama because of Deng's death? 】
444 thought it was the truth.
"Have you been dreaming? My daddy dug a pit and buried it without even a tombstone. Where did the 32 taels of silver come from for a glorious burial?"
No matter how he inspired it, Su Qiao didn't intend to recognize it anyway.
The character of selling one's body and burying his father is really a bit frustrating to think about.
If it was really the day when the mountains and rivers were exhausted, she would probably go directly to a rich man to 'get' the money.
"Impossible, this young master has already instructed the people below to help you bury Dad alive."
The smile on Zhao Jingting's face suddenly disappeared, and it became gloomy and terrible.
The speed of that face-changing is comparable to that of a face-changing master somewhere.
"It's unreasonable. It must be the people below who are perfunctory and ignore the words of this young master. Don't worry, I will not spare them lightly."
Su Qiao not only had a headache, but her heart, liver and lungs ached.
Where did the 'people below' come from?
Isn't that just a dumb old man?
Could it be that he will punish the dumb uncle for a while?