"What are you doing?" Yan Zheng asked.

"She called you a horse... Wuwuwu... I want to beat her. It's so insulting." Feng Zheng cried.

Yan Zheng was dumbfounded.

Han Ling was not afraid of trouble, or in other words, every day she hoped that she would be able to punish evil and promote good like a thief in the world. Regarding Feng Zheng's provocation, Han Ling stood up and faced it.

"Come on, am I afraid of you?"

Feng Zheng was nearly a year older than Han Ling and a little taller than Han Ling. The boy was also stronger and had thicker arms. He swung his arms at Han Ling.

Although Han Ling was petite, she was very brave. She hugged his waist and kicked him hard.

He also kept encouraging Feng Zheng: "You are not allowed to cry. Whoever cries is a puppy."

Feng Zheng said: "I won't cry."

Yan Zheng looked at this wonderful battle with his hands and laughed heartily. Occasionally he even cheered Feng Zheng: "Come on Feng Zheng. You are a boy, you can't lose."

Han Ling's lovely braids were torn apart by Feng Zheng, and her arms were scratched by Feng Zheng's nails. But not only did she not cry, she became more and more courageous as she fought.

Feng Zheng heard that his nose was going to grow longer, and he cried even more sadly. Yan Zheng picked up Feng Zheng and said helplessly: "You brat, my sister didn't even cry, why are you crying?"

Han Ling said: "He is a coward."

Han Ling stomped Feng Zheng's foot hard, causing Feng Zheng to cry out in pain.

Han Ling looked anxiously at the window upstairs and stretched out her hand to cover Feng Zheng's mouth. "You said you wouldn't cry. You don't mean what you say, you have to grow a nose."

Han Ling covered her mouth in horror, a pair of dark glass pupils glowing with confusion.

"My maternal grandfather said, don't back down from a fight. Those who back down are cowards."

Yan Zheng:......

Yan Zheng swallowed and coaxed Han Ling: "Little ancestor, please don't say this nonsense in the future. It's a curse word."

Yan Zheng slapped the back of his head, pointed at Han Ling and said, "It's over, it's over, you've fallen into a den of thieves. Your life is ruined."

Han Ling hummed unconvinced: "Huh!" and then continued walking outside with her hands behind her back.

Yan Zheng said: "Why do you always listen to your grandpa? He is a bandit and a bandit, and he is not civilized at all. You should learn from your mother, who is gentle, affectionate, cute and kind. Girls should be dignified and dignified. Yours

Have you fed your modesty to the dogs?”

Han Ling looked at her uncle in confusion: "But my sisters also say that men and women are equal. We can do what men can do."

When he put Han Ling on the ground, he looked up with a depressed face: his hair was messy and there were a few nail marks on his face.

"Did you fight again?" Susu asked.

Hanbao and Susu were worried that their father would not be able to convince mommy, so they hurried back and persuaded mommy together. Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the door of Aiyue Castle, they saw their sister walking out with an angry look on her little hands.

"What's wrong with my Ling Ling!" Han Bao rushed up, took his sister into his arms, and then spun around a few times.

Han Ling said: "I beat him even worse. He cried."

Han Bao held his sister's face and said heartbrokenly: "Then that brat beat you like this?"

"Yes. I had a fight with Feng Zheng." Han Ling nodded with a proud tone.

Zhan Su said quietly: "That kid will cry no matter how miserable he is. But you won't cry whether it hurts or not."

Han Ling said: "I am a man, I don't cry."

Hanbao and Susu looked at each other.


Chapter completed!