General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 1350

Chapter 1350: Captured (2)

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Su Xiaoxiao sneered. “Do you think the cage can hold it?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuhu flew over with its small wings and plunged into Su Xiaoxiao’s arms.

It wanted to lie in a fragrant and soft place!

Su Xiaoxiao grabbed the traitor.

At this moment, Xie Jinnian’s personal servant ran over, panting. He looked at Wuhu and panted to Xie Jinnian, “Young Master… just now… Ruyi pretended to be dead… I accidentally opened the cage…”

“Ruyi, come here.” _{freewebnσvel.cøm}

Xie Jinnian said to Wuhu.

Wuhu did not move.

Su Xiaoxiao took out a bird food. “Wuhu, here.”

Wuhu was so excited that it flapped its small wings until smoke came out!

One, one, one, one piece of bird food.

It had yet to complete the mission!

The mistress was finally not stingy anymore. It couldn’t believe it!

The corners of Xie Jinnian’s mouth twitched.

“How much is one?”

Su Xiaoxiao’s expression changed in a second. She came to Xie Jinnian and rubbed her hands. “It’s not expensive. If I sell it to Brother Jinnian, it’ll be the price of kinship!”

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At noon, Xiahou Qing went to Xiahou Yi’s courtyard to have lunch with him.

Xiahou Yi had been in a wheelchair for many years and did not even have the strength to raise his hand. It was also more difficult for his to chew than ordinary people and he ate slowly.

Xiahou Qing fed him as usual and patiently wiped his mouth.

“Second Uncle, the weather is good today. I’ll push you to the garden for a walk.”

Xiahou Yi sat quietly in the wheelchair.

Xiahou Qing came behind him and pushed him out with both hands on the wheelchair.

As soon as the two of them left, Elder Zhao and Elder Liu walked in with dark expressions.

There were puppets in the courtyard, but they were no match for the two elders.

The City Lord Manor had several gardens. Xiahou Qing came to the one by the lotus pond.

In winter, the lotus pond withered.

This place was bleak and quiet.

Xiahou Qing stopped the wheelchair by the shore and looked at the withered lotus pond. He said softly, “Second Uncle, you haven’t spoken to me in a long time. I miss you so much.”

As Xiahou Yi leaned against the wheelchair, his expression was cold and empty.

Xiahou Qing said, “Before Father died, he entrusted me and my brothers to Second Uncle. I still remember that I almost missed the position of City Lord. It was Second Uncle who helped me. I’ve always been very grateful to Second Uncle. I even thought that if Second Uncle was willing, I could let him take the position of City Lord.

“Second Uncle, you won’t betray me, right?”