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Chapter 164

Fan Duobao paused, then slowly, slowly, step by step, his knees touched the edge of the stone well and he looked down.

The water in the well was deep and quiet, and the rope on the surface of the well swayed slightly in the cold wind.

Right here!

Fan Duobao slowly stretched out his hand, which was covered with chilblains. He felt excruciating pain just by spreading it.

Fan Duobao seemed not to notice, but very carefully, he lifted up the well hook and placed it neatly beside the well.

Then, all you need to do is jump...

In the corner, someone rushed out suddenly, but his mouth was covered and he was dragged back.

The next moment, a naughty voice sounded, Nuo Nuo said: "Big cousin?"

Fan Duobao was slightly surprised.

The next moment, a little dumpling in a red coat came running over, and then tried to squeeze in between him and the edge of the well. He looked up at his expression with his little fleshy face, and half of his body was hanging above the well.

Fan Duobao was startled, and quickly grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and took several steps back. Still worried, he took two more steps back.

Mibao was not afraid at all. She hugged his legs enthusiastically and said cutely: "Big cousin?"

Fan Duobao forced out a smile: "Is it Mi Bao?"

"That's right!" Fat Tuanzi smiled so big that his eyes were bent, and he opened his arms with great enthusiasm: "Hug, big cousin, give me a hug."

Fan Duobao could only hug her up, and then she looked back and forth and pointed: "Cousin, go sit there, it's so cold here, Mi Bao is cold!"

Fan Duobao could only follow her over. This was between two big haystacks. It was estimated that people often sat there, so there was a small pony placed there. Mi Bao pointed with his little hand: "Sit down, cousin."

This little person had so many ideas that Fan Duobao didn't even have a chance to express his opinion, so he had to just follow the command and move, and then he sat down and held her on his lap.

Mi Bao skillfully turned around, hugged his face with both hands, and said: "Cousin, let's chat."

Fan Duobao couldn't help but reveal a faint smile: "What are you talking about?"

Mi Bao rolled his eyes and said, "We can talk about anything. We can talk about poetry, poetry, philosophy of life, knowledge of the world, um, and the family feud. You can talk about whatever you know how to talk about. Mi Bao is very powerful, what are you talking about?"

Mi Bao can pick it up."

She patted her small chest, and Fan Duobao was amused by her: "That Mibao is so smart."

"Yes," Fat Tuanzi tried his best to lead the topic to a certain aspect: "Mi Bao's wife is also very smart."

Fan Duobao laughed out loud: "Mi Bao still has a wife?"

"Yes," Fat Tuanzi said, "Mibao has a wife and a son. Mibao is a happy and happy family."

Fan Duobao lowered his eyes and chuckled, while Mi Bao stared at him without blinking.

My eldest cousin does not look like my uncle, but he looks a lot like my mother. He has a pair of almond eyes. Although he is young, he is very calm and gentle. Mi Bao actually likes him. He emphasized seriously: "Mi Bao doesn't

I’m going to lie to you, they are all very powerful, Mibao’s wife and subordinates are all very skilled, and they can all beat uncle to pieces!”

Fan Duobao: “……??”

He laughed and said: "Your wife's surname is Shen?"

"Yes," Mi Bao said, "It's a master named Shen. If you believe Mi Bao, my uncle is no match for him."

Fan Duobao laughed and said, "It's not a question of whether I believe it or not. It's, why did you let him... let your wife beat my father?"

Mi Bao said: "That's right... that's right..."

Fat Tuanzi "just" for a long time, but couldn't think of a good way to say it, so he simply told the truth, "Mi Bao just wants you to understand that uncle is not the most powerful. There are some things that uncle can't do.

But Mi Bao’s wife can definitely do it!!”

Fan Duobao was stunned and his smile faded slightly.

Mibao looked at him unblinkingly with a pair of bright black grape eyes: "If you have something to say to Mibao, Mibao will help you. All adults are big fools, and we children are in the same group! You can just follow Mibao

Bao said, Mi Bao will make the decision for you!"

Fan Duobao was about to speak but stopped.

Mi Bao was almost dying of anxiety and urged him: "Speak quickly! Mi Bao really won't lie to you!"

Fan Duobao was a little helpless.

But the person in front of me is just a three-year-old baby, innocent and harmless.

His emotions had reached their peak and he wanted to get over it, but she interrupted him. For a moment, he really couldn't help it.

He closed his eyes, which were already blood red, and whispered: "Mi Bao."

He held back his sobs: "My eldest cousin doesn't want to tell you, for fear of scaring you... They, they are too bad, they are really bad."

Fat Tuanzi obediently opened his arms and gave him a soft hug.

Fan Duobao pressed her little back, tears streaming down his face. He didn't even know when he spoke, so he began to murmur.

In the corner not far away, Fan Weiquan was leaning against the wall, tears streaming down his face as he listened, and he wiped his tears from time to time with his big hand.

In the morning, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with his son's words, so he followed him all the way here, and saw that he actually wanted to die!

Shen Linquan and Shen Zhen, who originally came to accompany Mi Bao to put water into the well, happened to encounter this scene.

Soft and cute dumplings are sometimes easier to use than adults. If adults ask, Fan Duobao may not be able to tell.

Fan Weiquan felt distressed and angry as he listened. He suppressed his voice and gritted his teeth and said, "Why is this happening?"

Shen Linquan patted his shoulder and said nothing.

If you want to tell him, these Fan brothers are all good people, but in terms of life skills, they are really not as good as Mrs. Fan. What kind of sect leader is this? Fan Weiquan even regards her as a good friend, but looking at it now, it is obviously not a good thing.

Mibao came here with the intention of launching a cub offensive, but after listening to it, he felt the same and shared the same hatred. He was so angry that he died.

This kind of green tea-style exclusion is like killing people with a dull knife. It's so painful.

Because for example, if a bad guy beats you up, and you tell others that so-and-so hit me, once the wound is exposed, everyone will understand instantly.

But Green Tea’s method, for example, what he said was that practice started at Chen hour, and he was informed that it was noon hour. He was late, and everyone was already practicing. He said that the notice was at noon hour, and then everyone else collectively testified that he was not informed wrongly... So

, he couldn't defend himself at all, so he was obviously right but he had to stand in front of everyone and be executed in public. It felt so painful to think about it.

Mi Bao clenched his little fist in anger and waved it in the air: "I'm so angry, so angry, they are so bad, why are they so bad! Mi Bao is going to beat them to death!!"

While she was angry, tears fell down her cheeks: "Brother, don't be sad, Mibao will protect you from now on, woo woo woo..."

She cried until she couldn't stop.

Fan Duobao was also immersed in emotions, and he was full of anger as if he was about to explode. He was suddenly amused by her, and laughed hoarsely: "Mi Bao is covering me?"

"Yes!!" Fat Tuanzi said in a loud voice, "Mi Bao will protect you!! No one will dare to bully you in the future. If someone bullies you, Mi Bao will ask his wife to beat him."

Fan Duobao looked at her, couldn't help but laugh, and his tears kept falling. He hugged her and cried and laughed for a while, listening to her whining and wailing for him. She was obviously just a little baby. But he seemed to have suddenly received a huge comfort, which made his soaring emotions calm down a lot.

After a while, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. Fan Duobao looked up and saw a handsome young man walking over. His clothes were simple in style, like a robe and women's clothing.

Fan Duobao composed himself: "Who are you?"

He said, "Shen Zhen."

He paused and then continued in an unusually calm voice: "Mi Bao's wife."

Fan Duobao: "..."

Should he say, cousin, wife, how are you?


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