"If you don't talk, you don't look hungry. I'll only buy my own." Shen Rumei is not angry. When passing by the steamed bun shop, he orders to chase the wind and stop the carriage.

She got out of the car and bought some steamed buns, some stuffed with meat and some with vegetables.

Sitting on the wooden block, standing in the wind.

Shen Rumei turned her head and saw several cooked sweet potatoes on the stove of steamed buns. Her eyes brightened.

She asked the boss to wrap up the baked sweet potato and went back to the carriage to chase the wind with the meat buns.

She peeled the sweet potatoes first.

Suddenly, a sweet smell filled the whole car.

Shen ling'er couldn't help it any more. She turned her head and blinked at the sweet potato in her hand, and she was swallowing.

But he thought his mother bullied him, so he didn't want to beg for food from his mother.

"Delicious, delicious."

Shen Rumei praised him while eating, as if he didn't see his son's pitiful and expectant eyes.

Shen ling'er thought bitterly: This is my mother-in-law!

Finally, he couldn't resist the temptation of baking sweet potatoes and climbed into his mother's arms.

"Mother, I'll eat it, too."

Shen Rumei squinted at him: "if you will listen to me, you will have sweet potato to eat."

Shen ling'er immediately nods cleverly: "ling'er listens most to Niang's words, what Niang says, ling'er listens to what."

"OK, then you go to take care of the man outside crying dad."

Shen ling'er's small face collapsed.

"Mother..." He has a sad look in his eyes.

Outside, there was a snap.

The hand that pursues the wind shakes, the steamed bun all rolled to the ground.

Shen Rumei ignored chasing the wind and tilted his son with the corner of his eye.

"Tell me, why do you want him to be a father?"

Shen ling'er almost cried out with grief and indignation.

He had never thought of chasing Feng as his father. His mother forced him to do him wrong!

"My mother, my son didn't mean to do it on purpose. In the future, my son will never do the right thing to his mother." He was holding his eyebrow like legs with tears in his eyes.

Shen Rumei's heart finally softened.

Touch the son's head, peel the skin of the baked sweet potato stuffed to him: "eat it."

Shen linger's tears are dry, and she is eating roasted sweet potatoes.

Chasing the wind took a look at the steamed buns on the ground, picked them up in silence and put them into their mouths.

The stuffing of steamed stuffed bun is very big and delicious. It can be eaten in the mouth of Zhuifeng, but it is tasteless.

When is the end of such a day!

Master, are you so cruel that you push your subordinates to others?

In the pursuit of wind, he did not notice the changes around him.

Then all of a sudden, the driver of the horse neigh, and then a kneeling foreleg, fell down.

Not good!

Chasing the wind suddenly wakes up. As soon as he pinches it with his right hand, the steamed stuffed bun is squeezed harder than the stone, and he throws it out as a hidden weapon.

The steamed buns fell into the nearby trees. There was only a dull sound. Then a man in black rolled out of the grass.

"Ah

Shen ling'er's exclamation suddenly came out of the carriage.

A cold light, while chasing the wind and distracted, pierced into the car.

Shen Rumei embraces Shen ling'er and jumps out of the carriage. A dozen people in black have been surrounded by the carriage, and her eyes suddenly coagulate.

She was surprised to find a cloud pattern embroidered on a man in black with dark purple thread.

People of Zixiao Pavilion!

What a nuisance!

When she left, ling'er's adoptive father told him that he should not offend Zixiao Pavilion.

I didn't expect that the trouble was still in trouble.

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