Take Taobao to the Ancient Times

An Xiaoqi's remarks made the third uncle dumb speechless, and his face was panic-stricken.

These truths, these things, of course, San Shugong's heart understands.

But they are used to hitting their teeth and swallowing their stomachs. How can they tolerate such a joke?

What's more, from the perspective of the uncles of the third generation, only the elders make trouble for the juniors, and no juniors pay attention to the elders' truth.

Now that Yang has known it wrong, whether it is sincere or not, anyway, Yang has taken a step back.

Then, An Xiaoqi An Xiaojiu should not be aggressive anymore as a junior.

"Little Seven, you are juniors, this is your pro-grandma, your family ... are all here." Sanshu said in earnest.

Home and everything.

An Xiaoqi's eyes looked at San Shugong so straightly, and he put the embarrassment of San Shugong's embarrassment too far, and he was embarrassed to see An Xiaoqi again.

"Yes, little seven and nine, your roots are in Lao An's home. You ca n’t afford to have money and forget your family and ancestors." An Lao Si said with an eyebrow.

That's all money.

Now these two nieces are in the eyes of An Sisi, they are all large sums of silver.

Compared to the silver they had sold before, now they are earning more money in town.

So much money, you have to ...

"Oh, when it comes to ancestors, my sister's ancestors and I are really not here!" An Xiaojiu sneered, pushing the atmosphere to.

"Snapped!"

An Xiaojiu's eyes quickly pulled An Xiaoqi away and he was not hit by the flying tea jar.

This Yang is really ...

The tea pot was broken into numerous pieces on the ground. The cheapest star-shaped tea foam was scattered on the ground, and some of it even splashed onto San Shugong's clothes.

But at this time, the third uncle was too lazy to care about these.

"Your little king, eight cubs, the old lady dragged you so much. It was raised by the old family. You actually say this now? What the **** raises really feeds the unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."

Yang's scolding for a few moments, he couldn't help but cough loudly, and coughed his chest.

Even the dark-faced Father An couldn't help but care Yang Yang's chest.

Throughout the room, it seemed as if only Yang's coughing sound was left.

"Xiao Jiu, how can you say such a thing?" San Shugong looked at An Xiao Jiu with disappointment, his old face with folds twitched a few times, and finally his hands were weak. "Xiao Jiu, you let me too disappointed."

I thought it was a good boy, but ...

Really ...

"Milk, you just said that I was pulled by you, and then scolded me for being a bitch. You are ... anxious to scold yourself?" An Xiaojiu's eyes were bright and her eyes were clear and bright. There was a faint smile.

The words made everyone instantly quiet.

An Xiaoqi dragged An Xiaoji in disapproval and drank, "Little nine, it's OK."

What's the use of being more embarrassed?

What's more, it was said that Xiao Jiu was not bullied because he was being bullied. He would only say that Xiao Jiu was too arrogant.

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Although Xiao Jiu was only 13 years old, she could be said to be a prostitute within two years.

Reputation is bad, what can Xiaojiu do?

In the face of An Xiaoqi's persuasion, An Xiaojiu refused to say, "Sister, there are some things that we are not going backwards, and the other party will be content."

Pointing at Yang's with a split hand, he stared at An Xiaoqi tightly. "Sister, how much we can't make enough? But for them, only we can't go on. We kneel and crawl back to ask them for a meal. They will be happy if they eat. Otherwise ... we are doing everything wrong. In this case, why should I be tolerant everywhere? Just because we are juniors, we have to be treated as rotten muds by these so-called elders. Stomp? "

"Sister, we are also humans. We have the money and haven't stolen, why should we endure such treatment?"

An Xiaojiu's voice was clear and crisp, and the volume became louder and louder as the mood rose.

Even if he closed his mouth, those words seemed to linger in everyone's ears.

Can't let go for a long time.

"Ugh……"

The first one who responded was the third uncle.

In the face of An Xiaojiu's questioning, yes, questioning.

The words just said were not for An Xiaoqi, but actually, Uncle San understood that this was for him.

Tell him that the elders in this tribe are not their sisters disrespecting their elders, they are ... some elders, too much.

After listening, the third uncle had no other thoughts except to sigh.

What else can I say?

"Everything else is broken, broken, and I can still stick it if I can find a way. But even if the mirror is broken, is there really no original crack? What's more ..." An Xiaojiu's eyes slowly swept around, his voice slammed. At this moment, it is as strong as Jingwei. "Once you break your heart, tell me, how do you repair it?"

"Not to mention, do you want to fix it?"

An Xiaojiu took a deep breath and said coldly to the Yang, who had been panting for a variety of dissatisfaction, "Yes, you are right, my sister and I are also raised by the old family. But you guys And do n’t forget, not long ago you just sold me and my sister, just for those dozens or two dollars! You raised my sister and me, how many dollars did you spend? Count it, or did you earn it? . "

"Be content to be a man. I only say this once in a sentence." An Xiaojiu's eyes were half narrow, eyes cold like a knife, cut to Yang's, "Those dirty means should not be used on me and my sister anymore. Otherwise ... the next time is not just as simple as eating your own evil results. "

"Ah." An Xiaoqi exclaimed a little.

Xiaojiu, this is ...

Admit it?

"Sure enough it is you, it really is your little sister-in-law!" Yang patted Yan Yan resentfully, and there was vicious hatred in the muddy eyes.

Can't wait ...

Hate An Xiaojiu's skin.

An Xiaoqi took a subconscious step forward, blocking An Xiaojiu behind him.

Although An Xiaoqi knows, Xiao Jiu is far stronger and more capable than himself. But in her mind, Xiao Jiu was the younger sister who needed her care.

An Xiaojiu warmed up, turned to look at the third uncle, no longer care about Yang, "the third uncle, something does not happen to himself, no one can experience the despair, the pain. In this world I have no sympathy for this statement. So whether you understand it or not, in the future ... except for the one month and thirty pennies, we do n’t want to have any communication with you here. Hope you can understand . "

After finishing speaking, An Xiaojiu took An Xiaoqi's meteor and left An's old house.

Regardless, the yelling and scolding of Yang's and An's fourth behind were crazy.

Regardless, the villagers beside him were surprised by the gaze and the sound of pointing.

All the way forward, since, without fear.