The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 1247: Brotherhood

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"I don't know the details yet. Mo Feng said that he has to come with me to have a look to get the results, so I want to stay for a few days and then leave." Although the Zhao family leader was very kind to him, he didn't dare to get too close, otherwise Some people in the family should be thoughtful, so in order not to embarrass the family leader Zhao, he would not stay long every time he came back.

"Is that so? But you're right. Even if you say it now, you can't really understand anything. Well, if you need any help, just tell me." The head of the Zhao family said with a smile.

"Okay, dad, I understand. By the way, dad, Zhao Xinxin likes Mo Feng, but what she did went too far. She even bullied a five-year-old child. Don't listen to what she really did. I can feel it. The identities of Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao are not simple." Thinking of Zhao Xinxin's mother, Zhao Mingyu frowned and said, not wanting the head of the Zhao family to fall out with Qiao Tianchang and the others because of these people.

Patriarch Zhao nodded: "Don't worry, I know."

Zhao Xinxin originally wanted to go to her mother and brother for help later, but who knew that Zhao Mingyu would say bad things about him like this.

"Zhao Mingyu, shut up."

"It's not Mingyu who should shut up, it's you. Do you think I don't know anything? Dashan told me everything when you guys came back. If Zhao Xinxin still wants to go back there, I'll have someone take you there immediately." The head of the Zhao family said angrily.

At this point, she is still lying. If she is a good child or a good girl, there is nothing wrong with helping to protect the match. But for someone like Zhao Xinxin, if he really wants to do such a thing, even his son's friends will be He knew very well what was right and what was wrong.

"Dad, how could you do this to me? I hate you." Zhao Xinxin covered her face and ran away crying.

The head of the Zhao family looked very ugly. He suddenly felt so embarrassed for having such a daughter. It seemed that agreeing to let his wife come back was a wrong decision.

"Dad, mother and daughter should stop talking again." Zhao Mingyu said in disgust.

"I know, you don't live at home, right?"

"Well, I'll go with Mo Feng. By the way, this is the dagger given to me by Uncle Qiao, but I already have one. Dad, please help me give this dagger to my elder brother." Zhao Mingyu said to the elder brother, his face There were some smiles on the face.

That is Zhao Xinxin's biological brother, but he has been raised by the head of the Zhao family since he was a child. He is a very good person and treats him well. Every time he goes out, he will bring something back for him. This time, he also has something good to give to him.

The head of the Zhao family is very happy when talking about his eldest son Zhao Mingxiang, especially because the relationship between the two sons is very good. Every time the eldest son is too busy with something, Zhao Mingyu will go to help. After the thing is done, he will go directly. , Zhao Mingxiang was helpless every time.

"I'll give it to you later, brother."

"What do you want to give me?" At this time, a man wearing light blue brocade clothes walked in outside with a gentle smile on his face. He saw Zhao Mingyu walking a few steps faster: "Xiaoyu is back?"

"Well, brother, this is the dagger my friend's father gave me. I'll give it to you." Zhao Mingyu handed the dagger to Zhao Mingxiang.

Zhao Mingxiang opened it and fell in love immediately. He looked at Zhao Mingyu and asked expectantly: "Xiaoyu really gave it to me? This dagger is very good."

"Of course, eldest brother also gave me good things. I still have one here. My friend gave it to me." Zhao Mingyu took out his dagger.

"Oh, it turns out there is a better one. You don't like this, so you gave this dagger to me?" Looking at the dagger in Zhao Mingyu's hand, Zhao Mingxiang knew that his dagger was very good, better than the one in his hand. Much better.

"Brother, I don't have one, how about I give you this?" Zhao Mingyu said with some pain, this was given to him by his good friend.

"Okay, look at you, don't pretend to be generous if you don't want to give it up, but where did you get this dagger? It's so good."

"Oh, this, it was given to me by a friend I met when I came back this time."

"He gave away such a good dagger like this? What a prodigal." Zhao Mingxiang teased.