The little girl looked at Yange with admiration: "Sister-in-law, I heard my mother talk about you, a tree, why are you so poisonous, you are the object of my study."
Yan Ge: ...I instantly felt that my image was very tall.
She really didn't expect that Evil Jiaolong would mention her in front of the little girl, still as a sister-in-law.
This little aunt of hers seemed to be a bit dereliction of duty.
Yan Ge's heart was complicated, she took out all her rare treasures and piled them up in front of the little girl.
The little girl was overjoyed, holding a bunch of things to lead Yange the way.
"My mother said that my little aunt is very frustrated, she is a cowardly and vulnerable waste, she will squat in the hole when she encounters troubles, but she can find a good man, so she can live to this age."
Yan Ge: ... I want to take back my pile of rare treasures.
The little girl didn't notice the change in Yan Ge's expression. It was rare for her to have someone close to visit relatives, and she continued to chirp: "Oh, it's not good to be like my mother, her man is a short-lived ghost, he died early, my mother is a flower Jiao Huasheng was forced to become the overlord flower, with your experience and lessons, I can't find a short-lived ghost when I find a man in the future, it will affect the quality of life too much."
Yange: ...
Why does she feel that what the little girl said is quite right...
The evil dragon is sitting by the window of the bamboo hut sewing clothes.
She was wearing a bright red dress, and her hair was tied into many small braids with red ropes.
From a distance, she looks like a bright and charming girl.
But when we got closer, I saw her slightly drooping eyebrows and eyes, which were obviously so beautiful, but it always made people feel that there was a ray of sadness in her eyebrows and eyes. She was no longer a girl, but like a woman waiting for her husband to return. woman.
As he got closer, Yan Ge could tell at a glance that this woman really didn't have much talent for sewing.
Not to mention that the clothes were crookedly sewn by her, she poked a few blood holes with her fingers after poking a few stitches.
Glancing at Yange and Saburo, she snorted and turned to the kitchen.
She has always been indifferent to others, even so, Yan Ge felt flattered, after all, it was pretty good that she didn't shout and kill when they met.
Evil Jiaolong left, Yange picked up the sewing basket that Evil Jiaolong put on the table.
The stitches of the clothes are sewn left and right...
I really can't bear to look directly at:…
So who made the finely stitched dress on the little girl
The little girl secretly said to Yan Ge: "My mother is going to cook."
Yan Ge: "Yes."
The little girl: "Oh, to taste my mother's cooking skills, you will definitely never forget it."
Yan Ge: "Ah, is your mother so powerful now?"
The little girl glanced at Yange with a look of pity.
That expression is the same as that of the little adults.
Yan Ge smiled and touched her chubby face.
The little girl lay lazily on the table, whispered to Yan Ge, "I remember my father."
Looking at Shang Yange's surprised expression, she continued: "My father left me a lot of words, but my mother doesn't remember. My father said that my mother was sick. It's best not to remember. Look at my mother. Is this okay now?"
Yan Ge felt that the current evil dragon is actually better than before, and the former evil dragon was really evil, so he said sincerely: "She is quite good now."
"Really." The little girl was not satisfied with the answer, and immediately saw that Yan Ge was not pleasing to the eye, she curled her lips: "Then you will eat more of my mother's stewed fish later."
The fish stewed by the evil dragon is not an exaggeration to describe it as poisonous.
(end of this chapter)