Cheng Feng nodded with no idea, "I don't understand what my mother said very well, but I believe my mother's words are right." Cheng Feng slid into the quilt and blinked, "Mom, is it good to call Uncle Mo Xi to be my father? Other people's children have fathers, but Feng'er doesn't."

In life in heaven and earth, only mother is around. Now there is uncle Mo Xi, Cheng Feng envies others for having a father.

"Actually, you have a father, your despicable father, who told him to abandon us mother and son and ignore him. He deserves no son." Cheng Feng suddenly mentioned Mo Xi and asked Cheng Xianxian to catch him off guard. Why did this child say Mo Xi again?

Is this a father's thing you want him to do, so can you do it?

Cheng Xianxian looked at the little thing helplessly, "Mom, but I think Uncle Mo Xi likes me very much and you very much. Mom, don't miss a good man. Although I don't know what you want, I think you will regret it if you miss it." Cheng Feng said seriously.

Looking at his mother's confused face, Cheng Feng quickly added: "Mom, don't worry, Uncle Mo Xi will be a good husband."

"I..." Go. What does this child say? Cheng Xianxian gritted her teeth and said, "You are still a child, a child, how do you know if he is a good husband?"

Damn.

"Uh... Then I'm sure he will be a good father." Cheng Feng's voice lowered, "At least ten thousand times better than my father."

"That's natural, this is the adult's business. Don't worry." He drove his son to bed again, and Cheng Xianxian focused on washing his clothes.

"Can……"

"Nothing but sleeping."

"oh."

"Is this fucking crazy? Is it such a big yard?" Chen Guaquan was still cursing when he climbed into the wall.

There were a few acres of pig grass inside the courtyard wall. Chen Guaquan was stunned when he jumped in. The pig grass was waist-deep, and in the middle of the night, he could not see his feet. The pig grass was still watered during the day, and Chen Guaquan's feet were sunk into the mud. Every time he pulled out his feet, he would make a thud sound.

"This bastard, the widow is just not easy to get along with." So many pig grass were planted. Chen Guaquan pulled his feet hard while looking at his goals left and right.

Mo Xi looked at the cursing figure in the grass coldly. When Chen Guaquan came over the wall, he discovered him. He originally wanted to see what tricks this person was doing, but he didn't expect that he could hear Chen Guaquan scolding Cheng Xianxian. Isn't this widow who is welcomed? Mo Xi's face became gloomy.

This is a person who is Lai Fu. He looks up every day but doesn't look down. Even if he doesn't see his face, Mo Xi can tell who he is from his voice. Every time Chen Guaquan takes a step, his feet are stuck in the mud. Every time he takes a step, he has to pull out one foot with his hands before he can take it out. One step, a few acres of pig grass, and Chen Guaquan is sweating heavily.

Finally, he was told to see the bright red fruit in the field in front of him. Is that the wolf peach?

Chen Guaquan's eyes lit up, and Mo Xi looked over. Is this guy stealing wolf peaches? It's impossible, the merchant who sells seeds comes every year. He saw the sickle around Chen Guaquan's waist.

Thinking of welcoming guests to destroy?

Everyone knows that the raw materials for welcoming guests are self-sufficient, and even chickens, ducks, geese and pigs are raised.
Chapter completed!