Apocalyptic pregnancy MTL

Ch. 310 - Ch. 319

Ch. 310:

"It's a good village." After a leisurely turn, Fang Shuyi, whose figure is like the standard of an international model, chatted with Su Su in admiration: "you spent a lot of time."

"Not much, mainly relying on these individuals around me."

Su Su's words are not modest. If she and Xiao'ai are alone today, she and Xiao'ai can live in any tide of corpses and maggots. In addition, Su Su's father and Su's mother, that's another way of living. With so many people in Bafang village, the way of living is different. Then, if they live, they will live as they are now.

People associate with each other, and how many people they associate with, is how many ideas they have. Bafang village was built by one person with one idea. Su Su plays a role in this, but it doesn't matter much.

"Ha ha, you are too modest."

Fang Shuyi smiles appropriately. He is neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither kitsch nor arrogant. Chuxuan, on one side, has been familiar with Su Su for a long time. He brings out three wooden chairs and asks Fang Shuyi and Su Su Su to sit down. He also sits in the yard, looks around and asks Su Su Su Su:

"Su Su, why don't you have maggots here?"

After a while, seeing that Su Su didn't plan to answer, Chu Xuan asked strangely: "we flew all the way here, and found that maggots began to radiate around the safe area. You are also strange here. There are no maggots in the village."

"We clean up hard."

Su Su looks at Chu Xuan with an eyebrow. He is obviously unwilling to tell Chu Xuan. So Chu Xuan nods with a smile

"Yes, diligent, diligent."

I want to know why there are no maggots in Bafang village, and why the bushes outside Bafang village grow so luxuriantly. It must have something to do with it. Su Su Su doesn't want to say. Doesn't Chu Xuan know how to ask himself? So he didn't ask Su Su any more. He just left a thought and waited for him to understand it later.

"Here comes little ten."

Outside the yard, with the arrival of the car, someone yelled. Fang Shuyi, who was sitting on the wooden chair, looked back and saw pigo open the car door and walk down. Then he went around to the back seat and opened the door of the rear compartment. A woman in a white nurse's dress, holding a very small child in her hand, was kicking her feet in the nurse's arms.

Fang Shuyi can't help but stand up and walk like a model cat. He quickly steps out of the yard and stands in front of Li Mingzhi. He opens his eyes wide and looks at Li Mingzhi's son, who is the size of a kitten. Li Mingzhi also cooperates with Fang Shuyi and entrusts Xiao Shi in his arms to the outside so that Fang can see clearly.

"Oh, it's just like Fang Da Shao. It's impossible to say if you're wrong. It's so cute to look at the little nose and eyes."

Chuxuan, who is behind Fang Shuyi, starts to talk like a sparrow when Fang Shuyi is still staring at the baby. Fang Shuyi in front of him smiles silently. It seems that he is very happy that Chu Xuan says that the child is like him. After enough observation, he carefully picks up the little meat from Li Ming's arms.

At this time, the smile on his face didn't feel "appropriate" at last. Instead, he seemed sincere. Holding his soft and vigorous son, he went back to the yard and asked Su Su Su,

"Why do you call him little ten?"

"Because her mother ran away without giving him a name!" Li Mingzhi's quick words seemed to find a place to vent her dissatisfaction with Jos, so her mouth followed the tap that had been turned on and told Jos that she was not a cow. "On the third day of her life, Jos said that she was not a cow. Paige threw little ten to us for eight days. After so many days, she didn't go to see little ten once, Even before he left, he didn't care. He was the 10th child of our Bafang villa, so he was called little ten. "