madam is a squeamish

Little Yuzi was still sitting on the wall picking fruit, and Lotus Flower was chirping beside him, "Miss Yuzi, this side, the fruit here is even redder!"

"Okay, you, how dare you steal the fruit from this tree!
Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, go and tell Uncle Lai.An Youyou picked the fruit from the tree! "

Seeing the little pomelo picking fruit, Mingshan's gloating feeling is beyond words.

It seems that Xiaoyouzi's dismal end has long been foreseen.

"This yard belongs to my mother, and this fruit also belongs to my mother, why can't I pick it?"

Sitting on the top of the wall, Xiaoyouzi took a bite of the fruit as if in a demonstration.

Ming Shan sneered, "This fruit tree is owned by Uncle Lai, and everyone in the Ming family knows it.

Not to mention fruit trees, even the leaves are untouchable.I see who will protect you this time? "

Once upon a time, there was an ignorant skin boy who picked the fruit.

Ming Lai insisted on chasing him to his house, beat him to death, and snatched all the fruit back.

So far, no one has dared to touch the idea of ​​this fruit tree.

Xiaoyouzi panicked for a moment, how could she know that she had offended uncle stingy again invisibly?
Pretending to be calm on his face, he wanted to throw the fruit and run away immediately, but he refused to admit it.

When the time comes, she will refuse to admit it, and eat all the fruits to destroy the corpse.

Mingshan saw her intention, saw Ming coming, and immediately said loudly, "Uncle Lai, look, An Youyou is picking the fruit of this tree."

The four eyes met, and a thought popped into Xiaoyouzi's mind: Or, she said that her mother asked her to pick it up in her dream, so she wondered if she could fool her?
Just about to speak, Ming Lai spoke first, "Is it sweet?"

"Huh?" Xiaoyouzi, should she say sweet or not?
Minglai continued, "This fruit was planted by your mother when she was born, hers is a fruit tree, mine is a pine and cypress.

In the past, your mother often came to pick fruit, but she seldom came back after she got married. "

He couldn't remember what the fruit tasted like.

Seeing that he brought her mother up, Xiaoyuzi held up the fruit, "Why don't you try it yourself?"

Minglai really stepped on the ladder to take her fruit.

Just took a bite, "Well, sweet. It's as sweet as what we ate when we were young."

After a glance, the tree is full of red fruits.

"If you like it, just pick it."

Mingshan at the bottom was dumbfounded, "Uncle Lai, didn't you forbid others to touch this tree?"

For many years, the fruit of this tree has not been tasted by anyone in the entire villa.

They all let it blossom and bear fruit, fall to the ground, and rot in the soil.

Even Ming Lai would not easily touch a fruit on the tree.

Minglai picked up a few fruits from the basket of lotus cakes, took them and left.

Leave a sentence, "She is not someone else, and all the fruits of this tree will be left to her in the future!"

Not to mention Mingshan's thankless effort, he was also pissed off.

Seeing the little pomelo gnawing on the fruit triumphantly, she muttered, "Isn't it just a fruit, who cares about it?"

The little pomelo came down from the tree and took a bite of the fruit, "Some people say grapes are sour when they can't eat them."

Deliberately asked the lotus cake, "Is the fruit sweet?"

Lotus Flower Cake nodded immediately, "Sweet, sweeter than honey."

Ming Shanqi's face turned blue, and he left in a huff.

Seeing that Xiaoqi is still there, Lotus Flower Crisp said, "Aren't you going? Wait for me to kick you with a broom?"

This woman is as annoying as her master.

Xiaoqi was so frightened that he ran away immediately.

Ming Lai took a few fruits and sent them to Mrs. Ming.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ming felt a little relieved.

"You are finally willing to pick the fruit from that tree."

After taking a bite, "It still tastes the same as when you were young, but things are different."