I heard the figure snorting, then shouting at the top of my throat:

"Since things are so uncontrollable, I, Zhao Qingtian, have to take action!"

As soon as these words were said, the crowd stirred up, followed by a burst of laughter.

"Oh my God, you said your 14-5-year-old child is making a fuss. Hurry up and go home to get breastfeeding in your mother's arms while it's dark." The half-sized man who was speaking just now said with a smile.

Zhao Daliu hurriedly stood up from under the tree, hurriedly walked to Zhao Qingtian, pulled Zhao Qingtian over, and then lifted Zhao Qingtian's long bangs that were covering her face.

When Zhao Daliu lifted Zhao Qingtian's long bangs, he saw a young and handsome face with a calm smile on his face reflected by the flames.

"Son, you said you don't stay at home, why are you here to do? Listen to your father and go back quickly." Zhao Daliu said to Zhao Qingtian in a hurry.

"I don't, I, Zhao Qingtian, came here for the future of the famous village. If you have anything to do with me, I will stand here. That big thing will be taken over by me, Zhao Qingtian, alone."

Zhao Qingtian shook Zhao Daliu's hand away and said righteously, and the indifferent smile was still maintained on his little face.

Just look at Zhao Qingtian's indifferent smile on his face. It seems that everyone in the village thinks it is a big deal, but in his opinion it is a trivial and light little thing.

It is precisely because the elegance that emanates from him is so complete.

"Oh my God, I heard from Grandpa Five, the things here are not something you, a child, can get home quickly."

Uncle Wu knocked the crutch in his hand on the ground and said with a serious face.

However, after hearing Uncle Wu's words, Zhao Qingtian just turned around and smiled, then turned around and looked at the crowd.

"Oh my God, why are you so rude? Your fifth grandfather can you hear me talking to you!"

Zhao Daliu patted Zhao Qingtian on the shoulder lightly and pretended to be very angry.

"Why can't I hear Grandpa Fifth? Dad, but I, Zhao Qingtian, are doing big things now. I think those who do big things don't speak much, and have a strong aura. Dad, you don't understand. This is a must-have for being a hero."

Zhao Qingtian said, putting his hands on his hips, showing a chivalrous look.

Seeing Zhao Daliu's appearance of refusing to go home, for Zhao Daliu, who usually spoiled Zhao Qingtian, it was really hard to come up with a way to persuade his baby son to go home for a while.

The light of the torch was shining, and the black smoke emerged from the top of the torch was rippling.

Just the fire light that was like the red glow in the sky reflected Zhao Qingtian's resolute and unafraid face, making the eyes that had been hiding in the dark and secretly surveillance Zhao Qingtian full of deep admiration.

"Little White Dragon, you must remember not to go to the mouse hole by yourself, as they will scratch you to death." Zhu Bajie said with a secret face to scare Xiao Bailong.

"Hmph, scare the weasel, treat this weasel as other mentally retarded weasels who have not practiced. I know that the sky is round and I only love the little white dragon who only loves five female weasels in my life. It's funny, it's a bad species!" The little white dragon pinched his waist and said fiercely.

"Tsk, don't be stubborn. If you suffer a loss, you will know the seriousness of the matter. If you think I am a bad person, then you won't listen. Anyway, I don't care. You are the one who goes down the mouse hole, and you are not me." Zhu Bajie said to Xiaobailong indifferently.

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The crowd began to clamor again, buzzing and noisy.

"Oh my God, listen to your father and your fifth grandfather, hurry up and go home. Everyone is discussing major matters that are at stake, so they dare not make a fuss!"

Zhao Qingtian, who was running over, grabbed Zhao Qingtian's arm and persuaded him in a nice voice.

Zhao Qingtian shook his mother's hand away again, then frowned, and said seriously: "Mom, I'm not making a fuss. I came here for the big event in our village. I shot the big eagle of the Bai family to death for the first three times. You don't let me resist it. No matter what, I have to resist it. I am the hero Zhao Qingtian."

Zhao Qingtian said, regardless of how his mother pulled him again, and he walked up to the crowd two steps quickly, cleared his throat, and preached seriously:

"Don't think that Zhao Qingtian is a little younger and looks at me with a blank look. Everyone knows that Zhao Qingtian's extraordinary intelligence and skills are my hero..."

Before Zhao Qingtian could finish his words, the three middle-aged men followed Uncle Wu's orders and grabbed Zhao Qingtian and prepared to drive towards his house.

Zhao Qingtian was grabbed by three middle-aged men, and it began to rush and rush on the shoulders and heads of the three middle-aged men, like fish on the shore, and it was thrust and thrust.

However, despite how Zhao Qingtian was tumbling and moving, he was tightly squeezed on his shoulders by the three middle-aged men.

"Let me go to my hero Zhao Qingtian, you three villains behind the scenes, have the ability to let go of me, Zhao Qingtian, and we will compete head-on. Can I see if I, Zhao Qingtian, can you restrain me?"

Zhao Qingtian screamed with blue veins rising from his neck, and his face turned red.

"Oh my God, be honest. Your father and Uncle Wu are discussing big things with the villagers. You are a kid, and you only care about playing with your mud. Why are you still involved in such a thing?"

A middle-aged man carrying Zhao Qingtian's legs said with a smile.

"You can't say it, this kid is more courageous than his father!"

The middle-aged man carrying Zhao Qingtian to pull his body halfway through the left and said with a smile.

Zhao Daliu watched the three middle-aged men carrying Zhao Qingtian slowly left the big locust tree and walking into the dark night, and his sorrowful thoughts fell into peace. He hurriedly ordered Zhao Qingtian, who was stunned by his side, to say:

"Fengying, you have to take our Tianer into prison. Every time the falcon is shot to death, everyone comes to discuss things under the big tree, so we will run here to get involved. If this is time, everyone will gossip. If we put a stupid seal on it, when we become old, which daughter of the family is willing to go with us. Go quickly and you must watch it carefully."

After Zhao Daliu finished speaking, he handed Zhao Qingtian’s mother Feng Ying a torch.

Then Feng Ying, who had listened to Zhao Daliu's instructions, nodded, quickly held the torch, and then quickly chased after the three middle-aged men who were carrying Zhao Qingtian for a long distance.

Afterwards, the meeting on who was going to take the lead continued.

The three middle-aged men carried Zhao Qingtian to the north of the Youming Village, and stopped in front of the courtyard of three wooden houses near a bamboo forest.

These three wooden houses are the most exquisitely built houses in the famous village. The windows are windows and the doors are doors.

It is much better than the crooked stone houses of the villagers who settled in the south of the village.

Zhao Qingtian, who was a few steps late, walked quickly to the wooden house courtyard with a smile on his face, then inserted the torch in his hand into a thick pillar standing on the ground, and quickly pushed open the fence door.

"Hey, uncles, come in quickly. It's really a problem for him. It's so far away, you have to work hard to get this trip..."

Zhao Qingtian's mother followed the three middle-aged men and led the way, constantly saying polite words.

The three middle-aged men only shook their heads and smiled happily, and kept jumping out the five words "No sister-in-law" from their mouths.

Zhao Qingtian's mother creaked and pushed open the door of the main house.
Chapter completed!