After Becoming a Little Sister

Chapter 1370 1243.5-Never face an 18-year-old monster

Chen Ershao, an unnamed NPC, famous for 'How old are you'.

So why isn't he called Chen Mangmang?

As a doctor, Sister Shenxian couldn't see anyone getting sick, so she immediately gave first aid to Chen Ershao who was pumped over.

After doing some acupuncture, Chen Ershao woke up slowly, with a look of shock, thinking that he had a nightmare before.

Then as soon as he looked up, he saw Alicia's little face in front of him: "Yo, are you awake?"

Seeing that Chen Ershao was about to faint again, Alia patted his head: "It's only a matter of time, so be sensible."

So Chen Ershao didn't dare to get dizzy, even though there was a burst of stars in front of him, he insisted, nodding vigorously, very obediently.

Who knows how he feels now?It's probably like Tang Seng finally came to Daleiyin Temple after going through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships.

Then when I looked up, there was a blood streak on the Buddha's head...

What was even more frustrating was that the blood bar couldn't see the end, and the value was bright "? ? ? /? ? ? "The words.

Of course, there may be other dramas in his heart-such as killing the Guanglai Group after returning home.

He felt that he had no enmity with the Guanglai Group, and that he and Boss Qi had a very happy conversation before, but he didn't expect it!

You thick eyebrows and big eyes actually led—the great sister-in-law to me!Isn't this trying to kill me?

He turned over and sat down on the seat, his butt only dared to reach the half-drawn chair, looking cautious.

Aliya opened the chair and sat down, first glanced at the entourage—who is this man?He looks like a dog.

The little fairy sized up the young master of the Nan family, looking up and down, the more she looked, the more subtle her expression became, and the more she looked, the more wrong she became.

...Wait, isn't this our old acquaintance?

Nanwen? ! !

The bewildered and thoughtless one next to him was naturally Nan Wu, the second youngest of the Nan family, who had been beaten by Alia back then.

So Aliya sat on the wax. Compared with dealing with a little boy like Chen Ershao, she was extremely bad at getting along with dogs.

You say that others offend you, others feel that they are giving their heart for love, you really don't want to touch him.

But if you want to talk about how sweet it is, that's even more impossible, with goosebumps all over your body and all kinds of diaphragmatic reactions.

please!Ai Xiaoxian's soul is the head of the legion!It's not a lotus trap, and Takeshi Kaneshiro would not fall in love with Daniel Wu under normal circumstances.

Aliya forced herself not to look at Nanwen, mainly because she was afraid that someone who couldn't hold back would photograph him, but instead focused on Chen Ershao.

"After all, who was used as a gun this time?"

"Sister--" Chen Ershao let out a stern cry, and fell to the ground.

Seeing the aggrieved look, I just can't wait to come and hug Alia's thigh directly.

"I really didn't know they wanted to target you! During my time—I—"

"Calm down." Alia pressed his toes against his forehead: "Where should I hug you? How old are you, sit down!"

"Hey." Chen Ershao quickly retracted, tears and snot disappearing, and sat down honestly: "Sister-in-law, do you know Guanglai Group?"

"I know, I bumped into one of their artists before, and he was upset, so you are here to be a lobbyist for the Guanglai Group?"

"It doesn't have much to do with the artist. The Guanglai Group doesn't even dare to protect the artist. It's mainly about Guanglai's capital."

"That's what my dad did." Aliya nodded, and then asked back: "If you have a daughter and are wronged, can you bear it?"

Chen Ershao realized it, and immediately put himself in the same position and was filled with righteous indignation: "Whoever bullies my daughter, I will kill him!"

At this moment, Chen Ershao couldn't say that he and the Guanglai Group are you and me, at least they must be at odds.

"I came to the group to make samples with the light, you go back and tell those who have something, don't mix it up, understand?"

"Understood! I understand—" Chen Ershao nodded hastily and breathed a sigh of relief.

The sister-in-law was able to beat herself, which meant that the matter was over.

When will this matter go wrong?

Whenever my sister-in-law said some polite words to me, that was the time when this matter was difficult.

He moved the rest of his buttocks back with peace of mind, trying to sit still, but unexpectedly, the fairy sister next to him looked over.

"Are you... Chen Qi's grandson?"

"Chen—ah, I am grandpa's second grandson!"

Chen Ershao didn't care to wipe off his sweat, so he quickly moved his butt forward again, half-squatting and striding forward, respectful.

Good guy, he called him good guy, the last one who could call his grandfather Chen Qi was the great uncle who had already gone west.

My great-uncle passed away at the age of one hundred and five, and died without any illness. The children and grandchildren wrapped around their knees, and the running water banquet was arranged for the funeral. The descendants of the five generations happily sent off the old man.

Unexpectedly, when this time came, standing in front of him was a true immortal who was older than the great uncle, and might even be a little older.

The most important thing is... this one looks the same now as he did back then!

These juniors, they had been repeatedly educated in various ways when they went home last time, and they were even lucky enough to look through those old photo albums that were treasured.

To put it bluntly, if you offend my sister-in-law, it is my sister-in-law who pinches them to death.

To offend this old ancestor, it was the elders of their family who uncovered the coffin and buried their unfilial descendants in a pit.

Chen Ershao understood again, and felt some empathy for the old man from the bottom of his heart.

I didn't think it before, and even muttered why the old man was so respectful to the old woman who was pretending to be a virgin.

But now that he thought about it, he felt that if he became Chen Er and his sister-in-law became an old demon—an old fairy in another seven or eighty years, then his attitude should be exactly the same as that of the old man, and he would even be more fearful.

Sister Shenxian was a little fairy who came and went like the wind a hundred and 80 years ago, but now, it is more because of her special status that she restrains her emotions.

From a person who made fun to a person who watched fun, the fairy sister was amused, with a smile that was not a smile.

"Chen Qi can be regarded as blessed with descendants. You can go out and walk when you are the second in your family. Yes, your elder brother should have achieved something, right?"

So Chen Ershao dripped down in cold sweat, his teeth were trembling, and he clenched his hands tightly, wishing he could stamp JIOJIO on the spot.

Punish your heart—kill your heart even if you kill someone! !

Can I represent the Chen family?

Is my second child just catching up with my elder brother?

Is this sentence a compliment or a knock or a hint?

He had no doubt that once this word reached the ears of his elders, even if Chen Er changed to Li Er, he would have to fight his elder brother twice under the Xuanwu sect first.

Aliya looked helplessly at the fairy sister who was so happy that she wanted to find a convertible car to sit in. Is it really okay for you to do this?

Sister Shenxian didn't seem to notice anything, what's wrong with me?Why didn't I do it, can't I praise the child?

The two looked at each other biu there, crackling and crackling, full of flames,

The young master of the Nan family couldn't understand it, but he was greatly shocked—or as long as he had a normal mind, he understood that the fairy sister and Alia had special identities.

After a brief silence, the young master of the Nan family smiled and asked politely: "I don't know this... senior, what's his name?"

Miss Ai, he could tell that the child of a certain capable boss was quite high-ranking, and even Chen Er had to call her sister-in-law.

It's just that compared to this Auntie Ai, the other Le Zi Ren Shen Xian sister made him look more sideways-this woman caught his attention.

"What's your surname?" Sister Shenxian sized him up.

"Miangui's surname is Nan, and my father is Nan Chongxian."

"...I don't know, what's your grandfather's name?"

"Grandpa forgot about Baoguo in the south."

"Nanbao Country... What does Nanjiawubao in the Hexi Corridor have to do with your family?"

"My ancestors were from Nanjiawupu." Young Master Nan sat forward, although he was not as stiff as if he had his buttocks sticking to the stool, but he was more respectful.

After all, if someone who doesn't know you speaks out and knows exactly where the three generations of your ancestors came from, I'm afraid you have to give some face.

"Your old man's two 20-ring speed machines were given to him by me back then, and he gave me three hundred oceans and two good horses in return."

"This--"

"Because I helped him match up and bought a batch of long guns from Deshangli and Yangxing. They went to the pier in Jinmen and escorted them to the northwest."

Speaking of the fairy sister, she also recalled the details of the year, and then nodded with certainty: "I bought two hundred Mauser pistols from Qimili Liusan, with wooden box handles, and each shot has five hundred bullets. The Beijing public weight is 58 taels of pure silver, and the total Beijing public weight is 600 taels of pure silver, which is delivered at Jinmen Wharf, that’s right.”

Young Master Nan opened his mouth, as if thinking of something, his face gradually became more subtle.

The speed machine, which was also called box gun or shell gun in the folk, is one of the common pistols in anti-Japanese dramas.

Others might just watch that thing for fun, but Nan Dashao was deeply impressed—or the whole Nan family was deeply impressed.

Back then, the old man of their family built Wubao, built a stronghold and led his clansmen to protect themselves. What did they rely on?Relying on the guns on which they started!

At the time when tens of thousands of horse bandits were rampant in the northwest, Nanjiawubao was forcibly beaten into a hard bone that could not be moved in the eyes of horse bandits.

The other Wubao obediently paid tribute to the horse bandits, and their Nanjia Wubao was a horse bandit passing by to pay them tribute. His old man was originally a Confucian scholar who cultivated and read poems and books, and put them under his pillow when he slept during the scuffle. Two guns, completely changed from a scholar to a qualified scholar who has truly learned the six arts of a gentleman!

can not fight?Can't beat Confucius, where did he get the ability to travel around the world?

It is said that the old man was able to distinguish the position of house sparrows by listening to the sound with his eyes closed. He hit 20 of 18 rounds and was famous in the Northwest for his double guns.

When the righteous teacher finally cleaned up the world, Mr. Nan even brought his clansmen to greet him. This ability to distinguish right from wrong was the most important factor in laying the foundation for the Nan family. False premise.

The second son of the Nan family adores his elder brother as much as his elder brother, the eldest son of the Nan family, adores his grandfather as much.

So - this woman who looks like she is in her 20s - is of the same generation as her grandfather? !

Even the prosperity of the Nan family is all because of the other party's willingness to help...

He instinctively didn't believe it, but he had to believe it, or it was Chen Er who even pretended to be a magic stick to fool himself with outsiders, but was it worth it?

He glanced at Chen Er. The other party was as obedient as a quail, keeping his head silent and pretending to be cute. This kind of fearful appearance is definitely not easy to fake. If Chen Er has this acting skill, he should not be a son of a bitch. Now, it may be easier to honestly challenge the actor.

Pursing his lips, Young Master Nan stood up, took a deep breath, and bowed his hands in salute: "Northwest Nanjia, Nanwen, I have met senior."

However, Sister Shenxian ignored him, and just avoided him: "Nanjia in the northwest? Are you some prince or general? I don't know this Nanjia."