The people who settled in the small village were Feng Ji'er and her son, Feng Wuhuan. But she always only called him "Be careful."
"Mom! The little kid next door said my name is too pretentious! I don't look like a man!" Wu Huan sat on the chair with an upright posture. Although his face was serious and his words were filled with anger, his whole body remained motionless and unobtrusive.
Xianshui just sat quietly on the chair and stared at his mother seriously.
"Oh? Then how did you reply to him?" Feng Jier disguised herself as a village woman. Because the disguise materials in this era were limited, she had been studying for many years, but she could only achieve what she considered the lowest level.
Level, no, after struggling for four or five years, I finally just added a birthmark on my left cheek. Because my fair skin was too conspicuous, I painted my face black. It was the simplest, most effective and least troublesome way.
As a result, people in the village called her "Black Widow" and knew that she was a woman who lived alone with her son after her husband died.
But even so, in this small mountain village, I don't know how many people looked at the birthmark on her face and sighed. If the birthmark were removed, and this layer of darkness, with this figure, she would be enough to choose a concubine in the palace!
These excessive attentions made her unbearable. In addition, the little girl was born with a handsome face that was so charming that she couldn't bear to die. They, mother and son, were somewhat famous in this small village.
"I said my name is Wu Huan, also called Little Sweetheart. My mother wants to call me Little Sweetheart, but I can't help it."
"Oh, he said you don't look like a man, but you didn't beat him up?" Feng Ji'er looked at her son with a delicate look and said deliberately.
"Hey, no, I have to go to school in a few days. I don't want my relationship with everyone to get bad because of this little thing."
Feng Ji'er looked at her son's thoughtful look and couldn't help but laugh.
Because my son is too "beautiful", with fair skin, big eyes, and beautiful lips, I put a little boy's hair crown on him, but he still looks like a beautiful little girl.
On the surface he doesn't care when others laugh at him, but in his heart he cares to death!
Feng Ji'er couldn't count how many nights he would hold his mouth open, clenched his fists, and talk in his sleep very seriously: "I'm not a girl!"
On the son's face, only the tall nose and the disdainful eyes can tell that he looks somewhat boyish.
But what can be done?
His son is a well-known little treasure in the whole village. He always has a sweet smile on his face when he sees him.
When Feng Ji'er thought of this, she couldn't help but shake her head and sigh. How many people came to propose marriage with good intentions or evil intentions, but they fell on her son's smiling face.
Because he smiles at you openly, but he actually does evil things secretly
At such a young age, he has a lot of clever ideas and often makes things miserable for those who come to propose marriage. She doesn’t seem to have taught him that much. Where did he learn it? How did he do it? Sometimes she is a mother-in-law.
Can't even guess
A living little smiling tiger, who else besides her son?
On weekdays, when you see people smiling, when you are alone, that smiling face looks so serious that you feel like you are a completely different person.
Feng Ji'er often feels that her son is worried, but he is only four years old, how worried can he be? It's probably all about getting along with other children and so on.