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Feng Shaojin heard Xiuer cry pain, picked up the gun to dismantle, Feng Mou Ning with him, "you loaded your own bullets?"
Xiuer nodded honestly: "well."
"I never taught you to pretend." Feng Shaojin took hold of Xiu'er's red palm. Seeing that the bone was not broken, she immediately put her heart back: "who taught you?"
"I saw my uncle once, and you loaded it, and I kept that in mind." Xiuer sees that Mo Lingwei's face is black and blue. He knows that he's in a big trouble. He doesn't have enough confidence to return.
Feng Shaojin:....
Feng Shaojin chuckled and touched Xiuer's head. "You are smart. I'll load bullets in front of you. It's not long since you came here. You can remember so clearly."
What's more, ordinary people who are quick to dismantle guns and load bullets can't catch up with him at all. I didn't expect that such a young child could not only see clearly, but also learn to dismantle and install by himself.
It's really important to work hard the day after tomorrow, but only after working hard, can you understand how valuable it is to have talent.
Feng Shaojin glanced at the woman beside her. Her eyes were red and she sighed secretly. If the child was really Ling Weisheng's, it would be better to be her own flesh and blood.
The more Xiuer grows up, the more he looks like Mo Lingyuan. He says that the child is not Mo Lingyuan's own flesh and blood. Facing Xiuer's face, he can't cheat his conscience, if he has any conscience.
Mo Lingwei rubs Xiu'er's little hand, turns it over in the medicine bag, turns out some ointment, smears it on the palm of Xiu'er's hand, and then breathes in his palm, "Xiu'er, you're still young, you can't play with such dangerous things, you know?
Although this gun is specially made for you, it still has a great setback force. This time, it just hurt your hand. What if it hurt your bone?
Do you want these hands? "
The more mo Ling Wei said, the more she was afraid, the more she thought, and the more she thought, the more she felt sad: "Xiuer, if you have another problem, how can you let your mother and father live? How do you let your aunt face your father and mother? "
She rubbed the palm of Xiuer's hand, and apologized in the words, such as dense tentacles, growing countless vines, climbing to Xiuer's heart, "it's my aunt who is not good, and didn't take good care of you."
Xiuer raises her little hand, holds Mo Lingwei's face, and opens her mouth solemnly: "aunt, it doesn't matter to you."
"Xiuer..."
"if Xiuer was older, he would shoot, and his uncle would not die." Xiuer's dark and clear eyes flashed the flames of hatred: "Uncle Mo died miserably!"
Mo Lingwei was struck by lightning. "Do you remember who killed Jinyu?"
"It's grandmother. Grandmother killed Uncle. Grandmother stabbed uncle here with a knife." Xiuer's little hand said in her heart, "Uncle stopped me behind, and I heard the gunshot..."
Dou Da's tears overflowed from Mo Lingwei's eyes.
In order to cultivate her son, Jinyu really died in the hands of her own mother Qin zhirou....
the reason why Xiuer became like this was Qin zhirou.
She and Xiuer were exiled to the south. In the final analysis, they were all given by Qin zhirou.
Mo Lingwei looks at the deep hatred and fear in the child's clear eyes. She rubs his head with the palm of her hand, and says in a soft voice: "Xiuer, uncle didn't hate grandma before he died.
Xiuer must first learn to protect himself, so that he does not get hurt, in order to protect others.
Uncle paid his life to protect you. Therefore, Xiuer's life is very precious. Don't put yourself in danger at will. Do you understand? "
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Feng Shaojin heard Xiuer cry pain, picked up the gun to dismantle, Feng Mou Ning with him, "you loaded your own bullets?"
Xiuer nodded honestly: "well."
"I never taught you to pretend." Feng Shaojin took hold of Xiu'er's red palm. Seeing that the bone was not broken, she immediately put her heart back: "who taught you?"
"I saw my uncle once, and you loaded it, and I kept that in mind." Xiuer sees that Mo Lingwei's face is black and blue. He knows that he's in a big trouble. He doesn't have enough confidence to return.
Feng Shaojin:....
Feng Shaojin chuckled and touched Xiuer's head. "You are smart. I'll load bullets in front of you. It's not long since you came here. You can remember so clearly."
What's more, ordinary people who are quick to dismantle guns and load bullets can't catch up with him at all. I didn't expect that such a young child could not only see clearly, but also learn to dismantle and install by himself.
It's really important to work hard the day after tomorrow, but only after working hard, can you understand how valuable it is to have talent.
Feng Shaojin glanced at the woman beside her. Her eyes were red and she sighed secretly. If the child was really Ling Weisheng's, it would be better to be her own flesh and blood.
The more Xiuer grows up, the more he looks like Mo Lingyuan. He says that the child is not Mo Lingyuan's own flesh and blood. Facing Xiuer's face, he can't cheat his conscience, if he has any conscience.
Mo Lingwei rubs Xiu'er's little hand, turns it over in the medicine bag, turns out some ointment, smears it on the palm of Xiu'er's hand, and then breathes in his palm, "Xiu'er, you're still young, you can't play with such dangerous things, you know?
Although this gun is specially made for you, it still has a great setback force. This time, it just hurt your hand. What if it hurt your bone?
Do you want these hands? "
The more mo Ling Wei said, the more she was afraid, the more she thought, and the more she thought, the more she felt sad: "Xiuer, if you have another problem, how can you let your mother and father live? How do you let your aunt face your father and mother? "
She rubbed the palm of Xiuer's hand, and apologized in the words, such as dense tentacles, growing countless vines, climbing to Xiuer's heart, "it's my aunt who is not good, and didn't take good care of you."
Xiuer raises her little hand, holds Mo Lingwei's face, and opens her mouth solemnly: "aunt, it doesn't matter to you."
"Xiuer..."
"if Xiuer was older, he would shoot, and his uncle would not die." Xiuer's dark and clear eyes flashed the flames of hatred: "Uncle Mo died miserably!"
Mo Lingwei was struck by lightning. "Do you remember who killed Jinyu?"
"It's grandmother. Grandmother killed Uncle. Grandmother stabbed uncle here with a knife." Xiuer's little hand said in her heart, "Uncle stopped me behind, and I heard the gunshot..."
Dou Da's tears overflowed from Mo Lingwei's eyes.
In order to cultivate her son, Jinyu really died in the hands of her own mother Qin zhirou....
the reason why Xiuer became like this was Qin zhirou.
She and Xiuer were exiled to the south. In the final analysis, they were all given by Qin zhirou.
Mo Lingwei looks at the deep hatred and fear in the child's clear eyes. She rubs his head with the palm of her hand, and says in a soft voice: "Xiuer, uncle didn't hate grandma before he died.
Xiuer must first learn to protect himself, so that he does not get hurt, in order to protect others.
Uncle paid his life to protect you. Therefore, Xiuer's life is very precious. Don't put yourself in danger at will. Do you understand? "
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Feng Shaojin heard Xiuer cry pain, picked up the gun to dismantle, Feng Mou Ning with him, "you loaded your own bullets?" Xiuer nodded honestly: "well." "I never taught you to pretend." Feng Shaojin took hold of Xiu'er's red palm. Seeing that the bone was not broken, she immediately put her heart back: "who taught you?" "I saw my uncle once, and you loaded it, and I kept that in mind." Xiuer sees that Mo Lingwei's face is black and blue. He knows that he's in a big trouble. He doesn't have enough confidence to return. Feng Shaojin:.... Feng Shaojin chuckled and touched Xiuer's head. "You are smart. I'll load bullets in front of you. It's not long since you came here. You can remember so clearly." What's more, ordinary people who are quick to dismantle guns and load bullets can't catch up with him at all. I didn't expect that such a young child could not only see clearly, but also learn to dismantle and install by himself. It's really important to work hard the day after tomorrow, but only after working hard, can you understand how valuable it is to have talent. Feng Shaojin glanced at the woman beside her. Her eyes were red and she sighed secretly. If the child was really Ling Weisheng's, it would be better to be her own flesh and blood. The more Xiuer grows up, the more he looks like Mo Lingyuan. He says that the child is not Mo Lingyuan's own flesh and blood. Facing Xiuer's face, he can't cheat his conscience, if he has any conscience. Mo Lingwei rubs Xiu'er's little hand, turns it over in the medicine bag, turns out some ointment, smears it on the palm of Xiu'er's hand, and then breathes in his palm, "Xiu'er, you're still young, you can't play with such dangerous things, you know? Although this gun is specially made for you, it still has a great setback force. This time, it just hurt your hand. What if it hurt your bone? Do you want these hands? " The more mo Ling Wei said, the more she was afraid, the more she thought, and the more she thought, the more she felt sad: "Xiuer, if you have another problem, how can you let your mother and father live? How do you let your aunt face your father and mother? " She rubbed the palm of Xiuer's hand, and apologized in the words, such as dense tentacles, growing countless vines, climbing to Xiuer's heart, "it's my aunt who is not good, and didn't take good care of you." Xiuer raises her little hand, holds Mo Lingwei's face, and opens her mouth solemnly: "aunt, it doesn't matter to you." "Xiuer..." "if Xiuer was older, he would shoot, and his uncle would not die." Xiuer's dark and clear eyes flashed the flames of hatred: "Uncle Mo died miserably!" Mo Lingwei was struck by lightning. "Do you remember who killed Jinyu?" "It's grandmother. Grandmother killed Uncle. Grandmother stabbed uncle here with a knife." Xiuer's little hand said in her heart, "Uncle stopped me behind, and I heard the gunshot..." Dou Da's tears overflowed from Mo Lingwei's eyes. In order to cultivate her son, Jinyu really died in the hands of her own mother Qin zhirou.... the reason why Xiuer became like this was Qin zhirou. She and Xiuer were exiled to the south. In the final analysis, they were all given by Qin zhirou. Mo Lingwei looks at the deep hatred and fear in the child's clear eyes. She rubs his head with the palm of her hand, and says in a soft voice: "Xiuer, uncle didn't hate grandma before he died. Xiuer must first learn to protect himself, so that he does not get hurt, in order to protect others. Uncle paid his life to protect you. Therefore, Xiuer's life is very precious. Don't put yourself in danger at will. Do you understand? " www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
