Evil Sister in Charge: As long as you are thick-skinned, you can eat meat every meal

"Hahaha, Xiao Qiao'er, don't ask anymore. Where are Sisi and the others? Are they back?"

"When can we eat? I'm starving. Can we have barbecue tonight? I'm so hungry that I can eat a whole cow!"

Song Tanghui glanced at the pale-faced duo with a displeased look, her eyes almost overflowing with disgust. Aren't her uncle and Sister Bai too useless?

But after watching the execution of the Wei family, the two of them seemed to be half dead. It was really embarrassing. Next time you go out, don’t tell others that you know you. It’s too embarrassing!

BBQ?

Song Guan immediately thought of the scene in which Wu Qi, Marquis of Xiaoyao, pressed a red-hot iron on Xiao Yuer's mouth, and he seemed to smell the smell of burnt meat.

The thought of the sizzling scene of flesh and blood being burned made me realize that the iron was still stained with the blood-red flesh.

Ugh! A feeling of nausea surged into his heart, and Song Guan covered his mouth and ran outside.

Zhou Sisi and the others had just come back from outside. They first saw Song Guan running out with his mouth covered. Before they could even say hello, Bai Wanyue also rushed out with her mouth covered.

The group saw two people holding onto the door frame, one on each side, and starting to retch.

"What's wrong with them?" Zhou Sisi asked Song Tanghui, who was sitting in a chair in a confused manner.

"Oh! Are you scared by Xiaoyao Hou's methods? You are all so useless!" Song Tanghui rolled her eyes and shrugged helplessly.

"Then why aren't you scared?" Song Luoyi looked back at the two people who were still holding on to the door frame and retching and asked curiously.

"How can I be as useless as them? I am gifted!"

"What! Do you want to know how Xiaoyao Hou treated this family of wolves and tigers? Hehehe! I watched the whole process, it was really exciting!"

"I didn't expect that Xiaoyao Hou, who seemed quite kind, could be so ruthless when he got angry. Fortunately, my mother didn't come. Otherwise, if she had learned a few tricks from me, wouldn't I be in trouble? Tsk tsk tsk, luckily she's not here!"

"Do you want to hear about the process? I'll describe it to you in detail so you can learn more!"

"Pa!" Song Lingyun slapped the back of Song Tanghui's head, who was still feeling smug, causing her forehead to come into close contact with the table.

When several people saw this scene, they covered their mouths and laughed. The suppression of blood was really not just talk. At least this was fully demonstrated in the sisters Song Lingyun and Song Tanghui.

"Big sister! Why did you hit me? It hurts so much!"

Song Tanghui covered her forehead which was hurt by the blow, and her mouth was pouted so hard that an oil bottle could be hung on it.

"I'm going to hit you. Seeing them both like that, you still didn't take them away and continued to watch. Who else should I hit if not you!" Zhou Sisi answered first with a smile.

To be honest, she really wanted to know how Xiaoyao Hou punished this family, but looking at the conditions of Bai Wanyue and Song Guan, she knew that this method was not acceptable to ordinary people. She should wait until night to ask Tangtang alone!

"Oh my God! I told you at the time that Sister Bai didn't want to leave!"

"Besides, I have no idea where my uncle is hiding. What can I do? I don't know any Qinggong skills. I can't just jump off the roof, right? Do you guys with no conscience want to watch me break my legs?"

"Woo woo woo! I am so wronged!"

"Don't blame Tangtang. It's not that I don't want to walk, it's that my legs are weak and I totally forgot how to use the lightness skill!" Bai Wanyue walked into the hall with a pale face and unsteady steps.

Seeing this, Zhou Sisi quickly helped her sit down. The thought of a scene that could scare Bai Wanyue was exciting, and she couldn't wait to know.

"Anyway, you are not allowed to say anything now, just shut up!"

"Wait until we are not here before you tell us. Otherwise, I will go back and tell your father about your great deeds in the Northern Dynasty!" Song Guan also came in with a pale face, pointing at Song Tanghui and threatening her.

"Tsk! A snitch!"

"Now that your cousin has turned from evil to good, you, your uncle, have learned this bad habit, right? Humph! You are so shameless! You are imitating others!" Song Tanghui glanced at Song Guan with contempt and retorted angrily.

Song Moli's face froze. What does that mean? What do you mean he has turned from evil to good? It makes him seem like he was an unforgivable criminal before. Humph! I've got this down. Wait for it, little girl!

Evening Fragrance Garden

Nie Dongyuan simply transformed himself into a storyteller under the overpass. He used all the words he had learned throughout his life and told the whole story of how he followed Zhou Sisi and the others to attack Princess Yun'an's mansion. He restored the entire process from all angles, which made his father and Yu Baichuan's heads buzz.

"Son! Stop first! What on earth can you do with your thin arms and legs? Aren't you just causing trouble if you follow along?"

"You've told me everything that everyone else has done. I just want to know what you're doing there. Don't just talk about others. Can you tell me about yourself, too?"

It's not that he looked down on his third son. Although he, Nie Anguo, only had three sons in his life, the first two were of poor height and appearance, and were not very presentable.

His third son was an excellent example of how good things could come out of bad things, but he really didn't know what advantages he, the eldest son, could have in a fight.

When it comes to literary talent, he can definitely guarantee it with a pat on his chest, otherwise how could he be chosen by the national teacher to be trained as a disciple at first sight? He must have been impressed by his son's outstanding literary talent.

Qiu Qin: !!! What nonsense! Great literary talent? You are dreaming! I just think he is simple-minded and easy to fool!

"Dad! Are you looking down on me? Even though I don't know martial arts, I can knock people out with a club! I can hit them hard!"

After Nie Dongyuan finished speaking, he puffed out his chest proudly, like a good child waiting for praise from his teacher.

Puff! Yu Baichuan really couldn't hold it back. How could he not know that this kid from Prime Minister Nie's family was so funny? Was knocking someone out with a club something worth showing off?

Nie Anguo's eyes went dark, and he slumped in his chair. He really wanted to slap himself twice. He shouldn't have asked! He thought he would ask something worth bragging about, and then be humble for a while.

At least Yu Baichuan was here. If his eldest son caught his eye, he would be able to walk sideways in Tianqi from now on. Good fellow, you played this trick on him, right? You made me lose face!

"Alright, alright, get out, and don't let me see you recently!" Nie Anguo waved his hands in frustration. He was afraid that if he looked at his son any longer, he would jump up and hit him with a stick!

"What do you mean? It's you who wants to hear it. It makes me act like I want to say so much! Humph!" Nie Dongyuan turned around and walked out of the room angrily.

Looking at the quarrel between the father and son, Yu Baichuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know who to comfort first! He was so worried!