Chapter 292: Little baby, no human rights

"How old are our brothers, can I cheat you?"

Elder Xu vowed to speak, "Furthermore, that is just my sister, not the

princess, remember, not the princess! Our village, there is no princess!"

"Don't you tell me, I don't tell, who knows?"

Mr. Xu winked at Guan Laoqi.

Guan Laoqi instantly understood what Elder Xu meant, and said, "Brother Xu,

don't say anything, I understand."

What girl?

This is clearly an enemy!

"Old seven brothers, hold on tight!"

"Success is success, but can this hay really be sold?"

Guan Laoqi was still quite skeptical. After all, this may really be a large

sum of money. Even if the county government really wants it, it must be stared

at by older people. Why does their village take such a good job?

"Old Qi, have you forgotten that I also have friendship with our county

grandfather?"

"Besides, my sister is also doing this kind of work!"

"You said, whose face was refuted by the people above, and could they refute

the face of the princess?"

"High, really high!"

Guan Laoqi gave a thumbs up, there was nothing to say, didn't he just call the

princess to work? What hasn't he seen about Lao Qi? The Hou Ye of the first

grade has been pitted by him. What can the princess who was born by a princess

in a pit?

Ok? What can I do?

Anyway, we didn't know she was the princess!

Yes, I don’t know!

Guan Laoqi hypnotized himself and left soon.

Mr. Xu hummed an unknown little tune and slowly returned to his yard.

...

Old Xu’s, Fu Bao practiced walking in the yard.

The previous trot that rushed to her second brother was definitely a burst of

excitement. When he recovered, Fubao found that he still couldn't run.

So, practice more.

Seeing her father coming back, Fu Bao walked over with his short legs, because

she found that her father was smiling like the fox who stole the chicken.

These eyes, the corners of the mouth, and the face pretending to be calm all

send out a signal: He just completed a calculation.

"father!"

Fu Bao arrived in front of Mr. Xu and was picked up as soon as he spoke.

"Good girl, don't you ride a horse?"

"Ride, ride, ride!"

Fu Bao became interested in an instant.

Her little pony, the real Zhao Yuye Lion, is much more powerful than his third

brother's fake license plate Yuye Lion.

Unfortunately, she is still young and can't ride.

Unless her father is in a good mood, he would risk being talked about by her

mother and help her sit on the back of the little pony and experience the joy

of riding a horse.

"Go, Dad will take you on horseback!"

Mr. Xu is in a very good mood now.

After being calculated by the Queen Mother, she had to keep a girl like

Princess Yuyan beside her. It was a horrible thing, but after colluding with

Guan Laoqi, Father Xu was in a good mood.

In a good mood, I naturally have to find someone to share.

But his daughter-in-law is still with that awful girl, and he can't find

others to share his feelings. As for the two sons?

Stop it!

If he told these to his two sons, what kind of majesty would he be a father?

Therefore, the best sharer becomes his baby girl, clever and clever, but in

fact a little baby, Mr. Xu doesn't worry at all that he will lose his majesty

as a father.

It's a pity that he doesn't know, he knows everything as a girl.

However, it's useless to know, who makes Fubao a little baby?

Little baby, no human rights.

Of course, Fubao doesn't care about his lack of human rights. Anyway, the

debts in the twelfth lunar month are paid back quickly.

Fubao's little pony is very spiritual. Seeing Fubao being held by Mr. Xu, he

has already made a nasal noise and looked over eagerly.

"Father, pony, run!"

Fu Bao waved his little hand. If he wanted to ride the pony, he had to let the

pony run, otherwise the little thing would be restless.

Fubao has long observed this point.

The six horses in the family and the two horse-drawn carts have to work every

three to five. They return to the stall without moving even if they move.

Her third brother's fake photo, Yuye Lion, is well raised, and at first glance

it looks extraordinary. But in fact, it's just an embroidered pillow, it's not

very useful, and it's also a lazy one.

The horses of her eldest brother and second brother ran fast, and they rode

out for a circle every morning and night, nicknamed "walking horses".

Then there is Fubao's little pony, who has obviously less time for wandering.

The old man Xu smiled, untied the rope that tied the little pony, took it out

of the hurdle, then let go, patted it on its back, and the little thing

immediately became happy.

Just in the east side of the field, there was a moment of jumping happily, and

then just half an hour later, the little pony obediently returned to the front

of Mr. Xu, and looked at Fu Bao quietly.

"So lovely!"

Fu Bao looked into the eyes of Little Maju, always feeling that the little

thing seemed to be talking to her.

Unfortunately, she did not understand.

But it’s okay, just be nice to it.

What Fubao calls riding a horse is to sit on the back of the little pony, and

the little pony walks by himself. His father is beside the little pony, with

his hands outstretched, protecting Fubao's body to maintain balance.

In fact, what Fubao wants most is to be able to ride a horse on his own.

Every time you think about the way you grow up and riding on this white horse,

a very three-dimensional picture can appear in front of her eyes. She even

thought of drawing a few heroic pictures for herself.

At that time, she will wear all kinds of good-looking Hanfu costumes,

preferably a cloak, a sword in one hand and a rein in the other.

Oops, that scene, just thinking about it, the demeanor of a generation of

heroines is already in sight.

Unfortunately, growing up is destined to be slow.

This is a realistic life.

They are not characters in movies and TV series, they can become adults in the

pictures without knowing it, spanning more than ten years.

In reality, Fubao can only grow up day by day.

And the only thing she can do is to use her diligence and hard work to walk in

front of the little dolls of the same age.

For example, when other little dolls are still crawling, she can leave. When

the other little dolls can finally stand up, she can run away.

Thinking of the other little dolls, Fu Bao remembered the little brother who

was once slapped by her.

That's right, this little junior is just another little baby.

Older than her body, but like her little nephews and nieces, they are

crawling.

The difference is that this little brother is a four-legged beast, while her

little nephews and nieces are still crawling reptiles.

"It still needs to be practiced!"

Thinking that he could crawl forward long ago, and the little nephews and

nieces obviously lacked the appearance of exercise, Fubao didn't want to have

fun on horseback. She has to go back and train a bunch of little dolls.

In this way, they will be able to play with her in the future instead of just

watching her play.