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Chapter 337 He Changying, Hello, My Name Is Qin Xinglie

The little fat girl ran in the autumn fields, chasing behind General Feitian, and soon came to a small hill.

General Feitian also discovered her, fell from the sky, and stood on her head.

"Oh, it's so annoying, you stinky bird, you're grabbing my hair again!" The fat girl shook her head and tried to throw the Feitian General off, but like many times before, she also failed.

"If you do this again, I'll go back and tell my great-grandmother and ask her to pluck all your hair and make me a shuttlecock."

The fat girl muttered, swung the wooden knife in her hand, and chopped the surrounding weeds at will. She made various hey, ha, swish, swish sounds, and put on various fighting postures.

General Feitian didn't care about her threat at all, and just said lazily, "If you dare to pluck my hair, I will keep an eye on you to see how you escape from the house."

The expression on the fat girl's face froze for a moment, this threat hit her right in the heart.

If the Feitian General was watching her and sounding the alarm whenever she moved, she really wouldn't be able to escape.

"Shall I dig up caterpillars for you?" Her big eyes rolled around and her smile was flattering. "Tell me, do you want red bugs or green ones? Fat ones or thin ones?"

"There may be grasshoppers in this field. Do you want to eat them?"

Just after saying a few words, the fat girl sniffed and said, "Oh, it smells so good!"

She walked around in circles, sniffing again and again, "Someone is grilling meat! It smells so good!"

The nuns who had just climbed up the hillside saw the fat girl spreading her short legs again and rushing towards the woods.

This scared them out of their wits. If they encountered wild animals or bad people in the woods, they would be doomed!

The four people didn't even bother to take a breath and used all their strength to catch up.

The fat girl, carrying a wooden knife and a colorful parrot, appeared in front of a group of men having a barbecue with a windy voice.

She looked left and right, and quickly determined who had the highest status among the group of people.

Next, she walked straight towards the white-haired man sitting under the tree.

Everyone was a little dumbfounded. It would be easy to deal with the enemy, but what happened to such a chubby girl who was less than their waist height?

And they also went to find their prince, haha, and later they would see the scene they loved to see - the prince scaring the child into tears.

But as the fat girl turned her face, and they saw her face clearly, everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at each other with strange expressions.

The white-haired man sitting under the tree turned his head, and a ferocious evil ghost mask appeared in front of everyone.

The little maid who had just run into the woods suddenly stopped and looked around in horror. Her whole body began to tremble. "Little, little miss, let's, let's go home."

The fat girl was not frightened by the mask at all. Instead, she tilted her head with interest, stared at the mask for a while, and even stretched out her hand to try to touch it.

The white-haired man did not move. His eyes behind the mask were bottomless, as if they were abyss swallowing light, and he stared at the person and bird in front of him.

Strangely, the usually arrogant Feitian General turned out to be as honest as a quail in front of him, tightening his wings and motionless.

"It's so hard." The fat girl touched the mask with her short fingers, and the fat girl sighed sincerely, "Why are you wearing the mask? Are you afraid of being recognized for doing bad things?"

She seemed to be inspired by something, and sat down next to the white-haired man, holding her fat cheek with one hand, thinking thoughtfully, "In this case, I should also prepare a mask..."

A hoarse male voice sounded, seemingly with a hint of smile: "Little girl, what bad things are you going to do?"

The fat girl clapped her fingers and replied seriously, "I'm going to steal Tiedan's chickens and Old Man Li's dates."

"Also, Ma San caused me to get beaten last time. I'm going to beat him while wearing a mask!"

Others who had been listening for a long time finally couldn't help but laugh secretly.

You are so small, what effect can wearing a mask do? Who can't tell it's you?

The white-haired man turned slightly and looked at the chubby girl's serious expression. A dark glint flashed in his eyes, "At such a young age, why do you want to steal things or beat people? Your adults don't care about you?"

He had been observing this fat girl, and just by looking at the clothes and jewelry she wore, he knew that she must have a good family background and not be short of money at all. How could a charming young lady develop such a character?

The fat girl sat up straight suddenly and stared with big eyes, "What's wrong?"

"My mother, my father said that the most important thing in life is to rely on yourself, and you have to use your own hands to get whatever you want!"

"Tiedan's family has a nursing home, and they patrol it every night. I was able to steal the chickens from them, and that's all because of my strength!"

"Old man Li doesn't have a nursing home, but he has two big dogs, which are more difficult to deal with than the nursing home. I also relied on my own hands to pick a big basket of dates from his tree!"

"Ma San is a manly man. He doesn't dare to talk to me head-on about something, but he lets his family go to my house to complain, causing my father to beat me. But I'm not as worthless as him, so I rely on my own hands to take revenge.

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"How can you look down on people who work hard through their own efforts!"

The fat girl looked filled with righteous indignation, "In this world, some people are born with everything, and some people have nothing. They can only rely on themselves to fight for it. Even if they fail, they are better than those mediocre people who die of old age and rest on their parents' credit books."

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The scarred-faced man who came over holding a roasted deer leg had not smiled at first, but now he couldn't help but grinned, "Little girl, who did you learn such a lot from?"

The fat girl raised her chin and snorted, "Couldn't it be that I came up with it myself?"

The scar-faced man took out a small knife from his waist and skillfully cut the deer legs, "What kind of handsome man am I?"
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