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Chapter 383 Discovered by the Scum Host



Chapter 383 Discovered by the Scum Host

A certain son: ...

Hey! Discovered by the scumbag host?

"What? You dare to do it but not to take responsibility? You are a scumbag who is hard to guard against thieves in your own house! You dare to say that I am a granddaughter slave? You yourself are not?"

Moujiu continues to criticize his own system!

The three Situ Yunhuan sisters lowered their heads and looked at their hands silently. Their smirking expressions were seen by everyone, and they couldn't help but smile.

Mou Jiu was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. There were only four little girls. If there were more, wouldn't they be ruined by their own scumbag leader?

She looked at her husbands around her, and was relieved by their comforting smiles.

Steal! Steal! If you have the guts to give me a hundred or eighty cute granddaughters, you can steal as much as you want!

Little did she know that her good children almost accomplished the goal of one hundred or eighty of them that she had in mind!

And her private vault was almost completely stolen by her own scumbag son! He used the money to treat his granddaughters!

Ye Shang and the others didn't know who Qing Ling was, so Cangnan and Qingfeng directly transmitted to them the daily life of the Su family that they had received, letting them know about this special existence.

The others found it even more amusing. A king who was the master of the land was cursed by his own leader for stealing his property. No! Curse the leader!

"Seventh Grandpa, do you want to count one by one what color your eighty-eight eyeballs like? Let's change them together." Mo Jiu was too lazy to argue with his own son and spoke to his Seventh Grandpa.

"Okay, Grandpa Qi has counted them for you and we will change them together. As long as they are not shit yellow, Grandpa Qi can accept them!" Su Qiye smiled with satisfaction, "Tianxie, change Honger's domain name first. He likes black and gold. Let Li Kun and the others do it. You change Honger's domain name first."

"Okay, Seventh Grandpa, what color do you want to change yourself to? Don't keep thinking about that brat!" Tian Xie agreed and glared at his son. The brat really made his seventh grandfather worry about him, and he always had to deal with everything first!

"Grandpa Qi won't change it. Gold looks good. You changed Hong'er's color, so change Teng'er's as well. He likes blue, sky blue. Don't make the wrong change for him, or he'll make trouble again!" Grandpa Su Qi continued to instruct him.

"Okay, I'll change it in a moment. Don't worry about them. What color do my uncle and his friends want to change? I'll help them change it."

Tian Xie asked the old man in a good-tempered manner, and was very touched by the old man's constant concern for his own demon cub.

"Them? They like any color they see. Go ask them later and they can make it whatever they want."

The old man doesn't care about his two sons at all. After all, a lot of people spoil them, so they won't suffer any loss!

"Okay, I'll go ask later. Grandpa Qi, take this. It was just refined yesterday. It's smaller than the one my ninth sister gave you, and easier to put in your pocket. Bring the Chen Ling fruit wine, and you don't have to carry the wine jug to pour the wine."

Tian Xie took out the small pot that he had made for the old man himself. He knew that the old man liked to keep the small pot in his pocket and didn't like to put it in space, so he tried to make it as small as possible, but the space inside was not small at all.

"Okay, bring it to grandpa quickly. Is it filled with fruit wine?" The old man liked it very much and quickly took it and put it to his mouth.

"It's full of spiritual fruit wine brewed by my ninth sister herself, the kind you like best." Tian Xie smiled when he saw that the old man liked it.

"Hmm, that's the taste!" The old man took small sips and enjoyed it with his eyes squinted.

"Seventh Uncle, you are not allowed to drink too much. If you don't obey, your pot will be confiscated!" The head of the Su family reminded his Seventh Uncle not to let him drink too much.

"Get out! You're controlling everything for me, and I haven't even had a few sips!" An old man suddenly got angry and glared at his stupid nephew.

"Aunt Qi, look! My Uncle Qi is scolding me again!" A certain householder complained aggrievedly!

Everyone:...

Wan Qing glared at her husband unhappily and cursed in her heart:

This is just a stinky old man who was spoiled by his nephew and darling granddaughter!

"You are not allowed to drink more. What did Tingze say wrong? Ask your precious granddaughter if she allows you to drink more?"

Mr. Seven: ...

XIX: ...

Grandpa Qi has run into trouble...

"Okay, okay, okay! You're right! I'll just drink a few sips!" Mr. Seventh was defeated and agreed awkwardly.

"Hmph!" The head of a certain family snorted and stopped arguing with him.

"Seventh great-grandfather, the little pot is so beautiful, can Dier take a look at it?" Li Yundie looked at the little pot of her seventh great-grandfather and wanted to take a look curiously.

"cannot!"

At least dozens of voices shouted in unison, scaring Li Yundie and everyone else who didn't know the reason!

Master Su Qi was afraid of scaring the little girl, so he quickly explained to her with a smile, "Die'er baby, you can't let go of this little pot of your great-grandfather!

Your grandmother is narrow-minded. If your great-grandfather dares to lose the small pot, she will be very angry.

So, we are not curious, let your fourth uncle make you another small pot of Yan'er some other day, okay?"

Small-minded Grandma: ...

Grandpa Qi, you don't have to comfort the child like this...

Those who knew the inside story and tried to stop it: ...

Is that a temper tantrum? Is that beating a child?

Qing Ling was very diligent and conscientious in transmitting a certain memory to the unsuspecting people.

Everyone:...

I'll make more small pots for the elderly in the future...

Li Yundie: ...

The baby just looks at it, he won’t take it away...

XIX: ...

Even looking at it won’t work!

Situ Han looked at the speechless expression of his beloved wife and touched her head with amusement, but he did not dare to stop his granddaughter from seeking death.

He couldn't guarantee that his beloved wife would explode if his granddaughter touched the small pot in Grandpa Seven's hand!

I guess no matter how much he dotes on his granddaughter, the little girl will not end up well...

"Look, baby Die'er, how about this?" Mu Yun took out an exquisite and cute red pot and handed it to his little girl.

"Wow! So cute!" Li Yundie was immediately happy and couldn't let go of the little red pot.

"Fill it full of fruit milk. Dier likes strawberry-flavored fruit milk."

"Okay, I'll fill it with strawberry-flavored milk later!" Mu Yun nodded with a smile.

When Situ Yunhuan saw that his sister had a small pot, he immediately turned to look at Qingfeng and Yuze beside him. His intention was self-evident!

"Uh..." Qingfeng suddenly felt overwhelmed! He didn't have it... Yuze also quickly searched his own space.

"Um...Huan'er baby, how about we refine it later? You make the request, and we refine it according to your preferences, okay?"

Seeing that Yuze had been searching for a long time without success, Qingfeng smiled and discussed with the little girl.

"A pink little pot? In the shape of a rabbit?" Sure enough, the little girl was interested.

"Sure, no problem!" Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed. As long as this little ancestor didn't lose his temper, he could refine ten or eighteen of them!


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