Fortunate Wife

117 MTL T...

Fortunate Wife: Fanwai 135 story

Back to the residence, Li Mo and others were still enjoying the coolness in the yard. The two children sat quietly on the bamboo couch, holding a pair of bright big eyes, listening to Li Yan's story seriously, even she came back, two small The guy didn't get tired of her, it was really immersed in the story.

"What story is so nice?" Li Man was curious and asked to sit on the side of Li Yan.

I know, she just sat down, the little niece's little hand stretched over, Li Man only when she was going to hug, and her heart was happy, but unexpectedly, the little girl actually pulled her clothes and pulled it next to her. At the side of Li Yan, she blocked her, so she was driven.

Li Man was full of black lines, and the **** pinched the little chubby little hand of the little girl. He laughed, "When you pick up a story, you will buy it? Mother will tell the story. The story that Niang said is better than yours." ""

When the two children heard it, they all had small heads and looked at her suspiciously.

Li Man Yi Le, busy holding the niece in his arms, and touched his son's face, smiled. "Let's see you, today, you are so embarrassed, my mother said a story to you."

"What story?" As soon as Li Man wanted to tell a story, Li Shuli also quickly moved to the chair and sat down, staring at her with novelty.

Li Man smiled at a few men and shouted, "Speak to the children, what do you listen to?"

"Women, I like to listen to stories most, I have to listen." Li Shu sat on her leg, spoiled.

Li Mo and others also glanced at him at the same time. "Shut up and listen to your wife."

"If you want to listen, then I have to say something deeper." Li Man thought for a moment and smiled. "With it."

Li Shu loves to listen to the stories of some heroes, and a "Water Margin" is enough for her to say.

"What?" Li Shu excitedly widened his eyes.

"Tonight, let's first tell a story about Wu Song playing Tiger." Li Mang is just looking good, a portrait of Mr. Shuo.

This overhead era is just as good. History is different from hers. Therefore, no one knows about the occasional mess of people.

In particular, the eyes of a few men are interested, Li Manle, cleared the scorpion, and began to say, "Well, this Wusong is a member of the Qing Dynasty in Qing Dynasty in Shandong Province, and the mother died early. He is a brother who sells glutinous rice. The strange thing is that Wu Song is tall and tall, and his brother Wu Dalang is very short. The nickname is "three-inch nails"."

This simple opening remark, but very attractive, instantly attracted the attention of several men.

Even, even the small five hiding in the room, did not smash the window, directly moved the stool, quietly sat on the side of the big brother, concentrated listening to it.

When Li Man was a child, he most liked to listen to Ms. Liu Lanfang's storytelling. Therefore, when the story is told, it is inadvertently effective.

But Ms. Liu Lanfang, the voice is loud, the **** is full of enthusiasm, and he is capable of being bold.

And Li Man's pure little woman, even the voice is also a bit sweet and delicate, so she talked about this heroic story, less heroic blood, more a little bit of little daughter love, but also have some fun.

Time is flowing slowly. In this quiet little yard, except for the sound of the breeze blowing through the branches, it is Li Man's sometimes tense and sometimes soothing sounds. The men who listened to the fascination are not only the content of the story. And the vivid expression of the wife, humorous and funny appearance, they have never seen.