madam is a squeamish

Marshal Bei, "Don't think that I don't know if I'm not in the house. If it wasn't for your idle hands, would your aunt have found her?
It's all right now, your sister-in-law is clamoring to adopt her.You don't know that a woman like your sister-in-law can hold [-] ducks and overturn my office! "

After reprimanding his own son, Marshal Bei slid Xiaoyouzi over and took a serious look around.

"Don't tell me, she looks pretty, but she really looks like the daughter I imagined!"

Bei Minglang saw a thoughtful smile on the corner of his father's mouth, and immediately interrupted him.

"Father, you are the only one like me!"

Marshal Beida was angry, "You don't need to remind me, I'm not out of my mind. At the beginning, these ten or eight doctors all said that they were pregnant with a female fetus, and their names were all prepared, but they changed their minds after birth.

Your mother was about to cry and lose her eyes when she was confinement!I guess your mother who died early was pissed off by you! "

"What's wrong with my son? Dad, other people's families are patriarchal, but yours is good, patriarchal!" Bei Minglang was furious.

The handsome Beida snorted, "What do you know, the fortune teller said, if I am destined to have a daughter, I will be rich and powerful, and I will rule the world! But you are born so hard!"

Bringing the little pomelo in front of him, he pointed to the letter paper, "Can you write?"

Xiaoyouzi shook her head and nodded again, stretched out her fingers and compared, "A little bit!"

"Then you write a letter to Yi's family, saying that you want to go home!"

"Those words are too many, I can't write, can I draw?" Xiaoyouzi thought for a while.

Marshal Beida nodded, "All right, all right, write quickly, draw!"

Little Yuzi was half-sitting on the ground, holding a brush, scribbling on the white paper.

The extremely crude and unbearably simple strokes seem to be very abstract, and it is difficult to see what it is.

"What kind of ghost symbols are you drawing?"

Xiaoyouzi pointed to the extremely crude stickman in the painting, "This is me, I still have my braids!" Pointing to the two curved lines on the head.

"This is the Yi family, this is Brother Buran! It's me who wants to go home!"

Bei Dashuai stared at it for a long time, then handed it to Bei Minglang, "Nizi, didn't you study painting abroad? Have a look?"

Bei Minglang, "I have learned to draw, but I have never learned such an abstract and rough style of painting. She said yes! Anyway, the Yi family can understand her handwriting!"

Folding the paper and putting it in an envelope, he murmured to himself, "Even if my hand was eaten by a pig, I wouldn't draw like this!"

Holding the brush, Xiaoyuzi retorted, "Pigs don't like your hands! They don't like it!"

Nasty people must be nasty tastes!
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Marshal Bei hurriedly waved, "Take it down, and take care of it."

Watching the little girl being taken away, Bei Minglang kept moaning and nagging, "Let me go, let me go, you stinky fishheads!" Like a chick whose fate has been strangled.

Some can't bear it.

Immediately asked, "Father, aren't you afraid that my sister-in-law will make trouble with you?"

"If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, how does she know where I'm sending him?" There was a warning in her eyes.

Bei Minglang immediately made a gesture to seal his mouth with a zipper, "Don't worry, God knows, you know I don't know, it's none of my business."

After finishing speaking, the sound of high heels was heard, followed by a woman's reprimand.

"What are you doing, let her go, let go, her little arm is crushed by you!"

When Bei Minglang heard the voice outside the house, he immediately spread his hands helplessly, "I didn't inform you on this!"

Bei Dashuai just walked out, "Oh, what are you messing around with, Gillian? This is a hostage to hold the Yi family back, not something to relieve your boredom!"