Chapter 312 Where Is Your Mother?

Lightning strikes wood?

No wonder he could make her faint in one fell swoop.

Jiang Xiao took the peach wood sword and rubbed it repeatedly. Unexpectedly, this ornament was actually an enchanted real-damage prop.

Then next time I fight, I don’t need to use my fists?

Moreover, this thing can stab and chop. If you encounter a pervert, just use the place where the lightning struck to stab him hard~

Should it be said or not, Feiyu and the others felt that the smile on Jiang Xiao's face was a bit perverted.

Life without danger is really boring

It's the fourth day in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Xiao was puzzled.

"That's strange, where is my mother? Didn't the note say she'll be back in two days? Could it be that she died outside?"

What kind of ridiculous comment is this?

But don’t say it, really don’t say it.

Other people’s mothers really came back a lot.

For example, A Sanguo's Chuanxi stopped, and his mother came back in the afternoon of the third day.

He fully absorbed the unpretentious death experience of his predecessor Lacy.

As the saying goes, one can learn from the past and learn from the future.

So even though he knew that the four women in front of him were all of the most beautiful and fragrant people, he didn't think anything wrong about them.

He was always respectful when getting along with each other. Even if he had to tie his shoelaces, he would recite the rules silently several times in his mind, for fear of accidentally touching any of them.

Tomorrow, those who leave early and come back late will go to work in the town, and they will also take the initiative to hand over their wages.

Yes, that's right, you heard it right, it's just a part-time job.

Not only is the West trying to stop it, almost all countries that do not have golden tickets in their hands have taken the path of recruiting workers to make sure they make money without losing money.

As the saying goes, working solves a thousand worries.

And it’s very effective!

Cuo Xibu can earn about forty yuan a day, and then he will give Feiyu fifteen yuan, Feimi ten yuan, and Zhen Ai Zhen Ai five yuan each.

This way I can still have more than ten dollars left every day.

So much money!

Although Chuan Xibu Daizhi doesn't have much money at the moment, he firmly believes that if he can save a little, a little will make a lot, so that he can have capital for the next time he enters the ghost story.

There is a saying, if you are lucky, you can start a small business or something.

It is not difficult to make a fortune!

After all, Tsao Xibu Daizhi is still very confident in his Asan cuisine. When the time comes, he plans to set up a stall to sell some Asan porridge and promote Asan cuisine in the world of ghost stories.

In the end, with a lot of money in his hand, he can let the female conspirator give him a hard time!

"Hahaha, I made another forty-seven today. I'm really rich!"

Cuo Xi walked home in time for dinner.

Um?

As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned, who is this?

I saw a calm and powerful woman sitting in the center of the sofa. Admittedly, she was very beautiful, even three points prettier than Feiyu.

Opposite the sofa were the four Feiyu girls with their heads lowered and submissive expressions on their faces.

this.

Soon someone was talking in Asanguo's live broadcast room.

[Master Jue, Zhou Haimei’s version of Master Jue’s sense of déjà vu. 】

[Although it is beautiful, it is scary. One code is the same and there is no conflict. 】

"mom?"

Although the woman didn't speak, Tuo Xibu stopped and subconsciously said the word "Mom".

He doesn't know why, but this woman feels like his mother, no different from the perfect mother in his fantasy.

The woman smiled and greeted Chuan Xi to stop her.

"Have you not obeyed my mother's instructions at home in the past two days?"

Cuo Xibu Daizhi nodded hurriedly, saying that not only was he obedient, but he also went out to work to support his family!

"So good? But you have to be careful. You are still young and don't know the rules in the city. Nowadays, many unscrupulous bosses like to withhold and squeeze wages. Please don't go out these two days and stay at home to spend time with your mother."

The woman held Cuo Xi's hand, speaking with deep affection, and even touched the back of his head with pity.

"Did those two girls Feiyu bully you? If they bully you, just tell your mother and she will help you teach them a lesson!"

Chuan Xibu Daizhi's eyes were slightly red and her nose was a little sore. Is this what it feels like to hold someone's thigh?

Sure enough, only mother is good in the world!

"No, no, Feiyu's little mothers are very good to me."

"Okay, come on, I'll bring some snacks, toys and clothes for you and Zhen Zhenaiai when I go out. You go and try them on first."

"Yeah, okay, thank you, Mom!"

Tao Xibu stopped holding back the tears that were about to be moved, and he and Zhen Zhenai took the clothes and went back to the room to try them on.

"Oh, my precious son looks so energetic with his new clothes!"

Not only did she change her clothes, she also bought a lot of meat and eggs and cooked a delicious dinner herself.

To be honest, Chuan Xibu is just eating and crying at the same time.

What the hell kind of life did you have in the past three days?

The food was really not even for dogs to eat, it was very oily, and although the oil was incredibly fragrant, it had a sour smell that couldn't be concealed.

After eating such a normal and delicious meal, I couldn't hold back my tears.

"Baby, why are you crying? Is the food cooked by mom not delicious?"

Tao Xibu stopped crying and could only shake his head to express that it was delicious. He couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Shall I wipe it?

No way?

[Did this guy really get a good start? 】

[Not only did Chuan Xibu stop, but the mothers of the other chosen ones also came back, saying the same words and cooking the same dishes. Without exception, the chosen ones were moved to the point of bursting into laughter. 】

[Where’s Jiang Xiao’s mother? I also want to see their mother and son collide. 】

Not a curse.

But, Jiang Xiao is really dead

At least from the afternoon of the third day to the morning of the fourth day, this woman was not seen in Jiang Xiao's place.

"Get up! What happened! Didn't the note I left ask you to pay attention to your personal hygiene? Look at your room!"

Cuo Xibu stopped sleeping and stared in a daze, before being whipped up by his mother's whip legs.

"Why are you standing there? Why don't you get up and eat quickly! Clean up the bathroom for me after eating!"

Channeling Xibu instead of stopping:? ? ?

its not right?

Mom's face didn't look like this last night, right?

Are you still in a dream?

'Snapped! ’

Mother's slap completely woke up Cuan Xibu Daizhi.

"Get up quickly! Clean up after eating!"

That's right, my room is indeed quite messy, and I haven't done much to clean it up in the past few days. It's reasonable for my mother to be angry, so Cuo Xibu Dai stopped to comfort herself.

But little did he know that this was the beginning of all nightmares.

"Have you finished eating? Why don't you eat cleanly? I have worked hard to make money to support my family, but you waste food like this. Who can you blame? Eat! Wash your own bowl after eating! Do you think you are a child? Such a big man Now, do you still need help from an adult to wash the dishes?"

Channeling Xi step to stop:

Indeed, you should do your own thing, and your mother taught you the right thing.

"Why are your clothes so dirty! I just bought them for you yesterday and you just put them on like this? Take them off! Put on your old clothes!"

Cuo Xibu acted submissively, thinking why not go out and do some odd jobs to support the family?

"What kind of job do you do? What kind of job do you do when you are a kid? This is something adults do. What do you know? What if someone deceives you?"

Channeling Xibu instead of stopping:? ? ?

Is it okay for you to say all the good and bad things about the co-author?

You are the one who said that I am not a child but an adult, and you are also the one who said that part-time work has nothing to do with children like me?

So what species do I belong to?

[Schrödinger’s age group? 】