Chapter 57 Assassin

Author: I have a pot

Chapter 57 Assassin

"How can I?" Tang Xiaofiang was also surprised. There are countless black cats in her heart.

Usually fat, lazy, I like to nest in her arms and let her hairs.

Those fish, shrimp, eat it with it, it also loves to shook her head to show the tail.

When the weather is good, Tang Xiao Niang will also let the niece hug the cat go to Qingcheng to Saha. The cat is bright and bright. I do n’t know how much I like it.

Looking at the moon, the moon must be scared. The moonlight is sprinkled on the eaves. It jumps on the eaves, soft and fast, like a shadow in the night.

That day, the black cat was biting the son of Qi Niang. Tang Xiao Niang also scolded Qi Niang's son for not long eyes. It must be that he wanted to hit a cat to bite him.

The son of Qiang Niang is dead now.

This unlucky urging.

Fortunately, my own cat is okay.

I ca n’t hold it anymore, I still remember what cat, Tang Xiaotiang ’s thoughts were pulled back by the cold kitchen knife.

Water disease, it is not necessarily biting, anyway, where you live, wild cats, wild dogs are everywhere. My cat is alive. If it is to make your son infection, why is it okay? "

Qi Niang shook the room.

Yeah, I also saw the cat climbing to the beam of the house along the pillars of the kitchen these two days. It was very agile, like a black smoke, squatting on the beams of the room to see the kitchen girls cut the dishes, and met the kitchen.

Those who peel the fish and fish, it is stimulated again. One dived down, and did not fall to death. She rushed up and grabbed the fish and bites it. After the bite, they ran.

It is not as sick.

Qi Niang stunned God, and the hand holding the kitchen knife was a bit loose.

Tang Xiaofiang's blood flowed to Qiang Niang's hand, and dripped her hands on Qin Niang's hand on her haze -gray upper. The blood bloomed on the upper, and her blood was very strong.

Qi Niang didn't move, and Tang Xiaofiang didn't dare to move.

A girl -in -law ran in quickly, and when the curtain was lifted, brought in a strong wind.

The maid leaned against the door for a while, and then knelt down and pointed out: "It's not good, the cat's cat ... the cat is crazy, spit, cramps, chasing people in the courtyard, looking at the door on the two doors.

The mother -in -law was chased into the pond, and everyone was frightened ... The cat was fierce than people. "

"Sure enough, like my child's symptoms." Qiang Niang's eyes were red and red: "It really killed my child."

This is a bit troublesome.

Tang Xiaofiang was still pitifully her cat, and Xiang Daling had issued an order: "Go that ... the cat kills me in a rotten stick."

There was a commotion in the house.

Take the stick, hold the hood net, take the wooden cylinder, the scream of the girl, the sorrow of the mother -in -law, the pursuit of the little sister, the waves and waves.

After a long time, I saw a girl who came in with a vegetable basket. The black cat was in the basket.

The corner of the mouth was flowing, the teeth danced, and the head was smashed.

On weekdays, this cat is relying on the little girl to support the waist, climbing high, or stealing, or tearing clothes, or scratching snacks, or turning over the porcelain bottle, rotting the calligraphy and painting, those fish in the squat pond

One morning, the wild ducks in the pond had to swim away when they saw it.

This cat caused a disaster. Tang Xia Niang naturally blame people on people's heads. How many people have eaten its losses. It was not pleasing to see it early. Just while it was sick, she hurriedly asked her life. Everyone called it.

Tang Xia Niang squeezed two drops of tears for it.

Xiang Yan said with his head after the screen: "This cat has killed people. You don't soon throw it out. What should I do if we throw it far?"

At this moment Xiang Yan forgot her mother in the deep water, she just wanted to throw the cat quickly, so as not to disaster her.

"Throw this cat ... threw it. No ..." Xiang Daying thought about it: "Dig this cat's pit ... dig a deep pit and bury it, so as not to be turned out of any other animals."

The next people carefully held the basket and went to handle it.

"My child." Tang Xiaofiang sobbed: "My child, I raise you for a short life, I can't live for a few years, so it hurts you, but I did not expect you to be killed.

I have to bury it secretly ... I don't even have a paper cargo. "

Qi Niang was stimulated.

Her son, a good person died, just wrapped in a broken seat tube, and even a decent dress was wrapped in.

Tang Xia Niang's cat died. The culprit's cat made her cry so much. She also wanted to get some paper goods for the cat.

Isn't this bullying?

Qi Niang's hate gritted her teeth, and the knife in her hand was once again on Tang Niangniang's neck, sweating her palms, and the kitchen knife was almost unable to hold it. She even wanted to ruthlessly coming up on the neck of Tang Niangniang.

But she couldn't go down, and she saw the blood of Tang Xia Niang, but she was a little timid.

"My child ... you are miserable." Tang Xiaofiang twitched.

"Don't mention that the dead cat again." Qi Niang raised her voice.

"I don't mention it, I won't mention it." Tang Xiao Niang squinted tears: "My child ..."

"Mother, I'm back." The teenager wearing a green and green robe waist in the white jade served in a serial, and there was a book in his hand.

Xiang Guo's heart returned from the palace. Mr. said a new class that day and got a new book.

The spring day is good, and the sun is warm.

The raised windows revealed the faint smoke, and heard the name of "My son and my child", and the Xiang Guo came in: "Mother, you cry like this, how can I read it with peace of mind, am I not coming back?

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"Your mother is not crying, a child who is not aware." Xiang Daging sighed, consciously staying away from Qi Niang.

A dead child was lying on the ground, her mother's face, her sister Xiangyan probed her mind, and her hand was holding her heart.

People hold their mother's hair.

This picture.

I dare not play on the stage.

After all, Xiang Guo's heart was studying in the palace. Even if I hadn't seen this scene, I knew one or two points in my heart, and immediately shouted at the door: "I brought the guy and grabbed the assassin-"

"False things, do you just want to see the people's legs fast or ... still her kitchen knife fast? Don't you want your mother to live?"

Far, go back to your room. "

How can I retreat at this time.

Does your mother regardless of that or a person?

When Xiang Guo turned his mind, he grabbed the book in his hand and threw it towards Qin Niang's hand. The book scratched a circle in the air. A huge impact was like a dive bird pecking Qin Niang's hand.

, Qi Niang's hand was soft, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!