"Pick up, pick it up for me!"

Huo went to the teeth on the floor, and his heart was very uncomfortable. A good floor actually stained the dirty blood of people in the outer domain!

Mickejie dared to have a temper for the young Huo Qubing, immediately bent over to pick up, and then threw his teeth into the trash.

Seeing Huo Qubing still stared at him, he couldn't wait to look at him, Mike Jie laughed and took out a paper towel from his pocket.

Squat it down and wiped the blood left by his teeth, looked up at Huo Qin's illness, and found that his eyes improved a little, and dared to get up and stuffed the paper towel back to his pocket.

Rogue, these so -called ancestors are hooligans!

Jiang Yi is also, one by one knows bullying people!

Mickejer's panic, he was the eighth killer anyway, how can he have no dignity?

"Now, can you believe me?"

He looked at Jiang Yi helplessly: "This person has also done a lot of bad things that endanger Huaxia, that is, you often say 500,000, I do n’t have to use it, but what I do now."

"Can."

Jiang Yi was too lazy to interfere with McCarie, and the killer has the style of killer. As long as he is not for the Chinese people, he doesn't matter.

Such people who do not have to use them can just use to deal with groups that do not choose.

If it is 500,000, it doesn't need to take care of it. How many Chinese people have wanted to kill, so what the price of their family today is called retribution.

People always love to persuade good people to do, but they never firmly ask bad people not to do bad things.

Even the ordinary couple quarreled, most of the so -called relatives of the family will only persuade the words, the weaker side.

Whether she is wronged or not, or whether she will suffer the same grievances or not in the future, most of them are just embarrassed to watch, or just feel that they are so annoying in their ears.

Then I came over to persuade.

But they don't want to offend the tough side, so they say more about the weak side of the reason, how unknowing it?

If the temperament is soft and kind, it is a reason to be bullied and ignored, then I hope that all people in the world in this world can put on a armor, make their own shields, and give birth to Ge Spear.

One thought, Jiang Yi sighed very heavyly.

In my mind, I have new ideas for the next issue of the dialogue.

Better, people who encounter injustice in the world are suffering, especially in lack of ability. Even if they are only in terms of temperament, they cannot protect themselves!

Such a person, Jiang Yi believes that exist in all parts of the world.

Or family, or career, etc., everywhere.

So how to give birth to Ge spear, how to handle Dun?

Which ancestor should the conversation really comfort and cure, the younger generation in suffering?

"Poor birth, post -life ..."

Zhu Laofu saw Jiang Yi staying, and came over very worriedly, patting his hand lightly.

There was a sense of touch of the old palm of the hand, and Jiang Yi returned to God from the depression of suffering from suffering.

Turning his head and glanced at the old man with a white hair, some smiles appeared sincerely appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Just have nothing to do, just have nothing to do."

The old ancestor watched him kindly, his eyes were reddish, as if he was afraid of losing anything, holding his hand tightly, his body trembled slightly, and his heart was bitter:

"Child, what's difficult, remember to tell the old ancestor."

"Mo must be hidden in my heart, you, you have ancestor."

He seemed to be facing Jiang Yi, and he said to tens of millions of younger generations.

He thought, what was a very painful thing after the later life, and a post -life would think, then the other post -life, would he also think about it?

Every time I think of suffering in the future, how much bitterness does the later life be born?

The post -living people in suffering, think about it, no matter what happened, you still have the old ancestors.

If it is inconvenient to talk to outsiders, if no one can tell, just talk to the old ancestors, let's talk about it, let's listen.

Jiang Yi seemed to see a kind grandpa.

It seems that at this moment, I am just a child, lying on my grandfather's thighs, no need to think about all kinds of sufferings and thorns outside, so I do n’t have to think about it, so I must work hard and desperate.

Go to all the unsatisfactory life!

He didn't have to say more with Grandpa, and Grandpa didn't ask much, so he let the child lean on his leg, and let his tears wet his pants ...

With the hardship of him who had eaten, when he returned home, he had to support him himself.

As long as you do n’t do a criminal matter, let him work hard in the society, whether it is success or failure, as long as you go home, someone will not scold and ask more ...

There will be someone, no matter what happens, you will simply ask the previous sentence:

"Child, do you eat? What do you want to eat?"

Parents are here, there are still places in life, no matter what, a family is always waiting for us to go back.

Parents go, life, only return on the way ...

Why is this parent just limited to parents?

Especially in recent generations, how many people have followed their grandparents, or grew up with their grandparents.

They are not waiting for us?

I don't know when Jiang Yi's eyes were red, and he was red and smiled.

There is such an old ancestor, so good ...

Zhu Guzu stretched out his hand, gently stunned Jiang Yi's face, scratched tears, took out a few candy that Huo Qubing gave him from his pocket, stuffed it into the heart of Jiang Yi, and said:

"Child, you can eat sugar when you grow up."

"Um!"

Nympho

That night.

The little orange cat went out and walked back. I don't know where to make a lot of dishes.

Emperor Taizong hurriedly picked up the bag, opened it, and surprised:

"Oh! Chicken breasts, chicken leg meat, beef, pork belly, duck meat, a lot of meat!"

"Go sick, come!"

Hurry up and beckoned Huo to get sick. When Huo went to see his illness, he immediately smiled: "Okay, okay!"

"Unfortunately, I didn't bring the kitchen over. I knew that I should send Jiang Yi a kitchen!"

Little Orange Cat refused to think: Hum, but dare to believe it but the old lady's cooking skills!

You have to give you the three -handed ancestor Zonglu!

"Huo Xianzu waited to see, old ... junior to do it for you."

Little Orange Cat stopped, and the old faults were almost committed again, and hurriedly drilled into the kitchen.

Huo went to his head and scratched his head, and he couldn't touch his head, and asked, "Emperor Taizong-"

"What, the older?"

Where did the Emperor Taizong think about it? While running to the kitchen, he said back:

"It is the older junior!"

"Huh, the juniors are not big!"

As soon as the little orange cat was anxious, she wanted to scold her mother but couldn't say that she could only launch.
Chapter completed!