His beloved rice dumplings, crispy fish and pickled fish were all ruined by a few beggars.
Several little beggars were eating comfortably. Suddenly, the chopsticks in one little beggar's hand shook and fell into the pickled fish bowl. The splash of fish soup sprayed all over the beggar's face.
"Little Heizi, do you want to be beaten? You can't even hold the chopsticks after eating such a good meal?" The beggar shouted in displeasure, and stretched out his hand towards the little Heizi to slap him.
"Boss, big" The little beggar pointed behind the beggar's head.
Xiaodouzi and the beggar head turned around together and saw Feng Qingchen standing at the door like a black-faced door god.
The man's gleaming eyes almost burst out of fire, staring at the leftovers on the table.
"Dad, are you back?" Xiaodouzi sat up happily, ignoring Feng Qingchen's anger, pulling Feng Qingchen's arm and crawling onto Feng Qingchen's body affectionately.
On the other side, Sun Xin was already so frightened that his calves were shaking. He quickly knelt on the ground and saluted: "I have met the prince!"
"King Guangping?" Someone among the little beggars shouted, and those little beggars immediately dispersed.
"Stop!" The beggar leader also wanted to run, but Feng Qingchen grabbed him by the collar.
"Let me go!" The little beggar struggled twice, and then he actually moved towards Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen coldly threw him to the ground.
"Ouch!" The little beggar's head was thrown on the ground, he stroked his butt that was broken in half, pointed at Xiaodouzi and shouted: "He brought us here when he lost the bet. If you have the ability, go and settle the score with him!"
Xiaodouzi hugged Feng Qingchen¡¯s neck and acted coquettishly: ¡°Dad, it was indeed me who brought them back, and mother also knows it!¡±
Feng Qingchen looked at the little beggar head coldly with a cold face: "Don't bring random people in in the future!"
Xiaodouzi nodded.
¡°And don¡¯t get together for gambling in the future, even betting is not allowed!¡± Feng Qingchen said again.
Xiaodouzi could only nod again.
That little beggar got up and ran away.
"Stop!" Feng Qingchen said coldly.
The little beggar stood with his head held high. The tattered cloth could not hide the boy's calm temperament, and his eyes were even more calm and calm.
There was some appreciation in Feng Qingchen's eyes, and he said, "Are you willing to stay in the palace as a bodyguard?"
The little beggar was stunned and pointed at Xiaodouzi: "Being a bodyguard? Whose? His?"
Feng Qingchen nodded.
"No, I have a lot of freedom as a little beggar, why should I serve others?" the little beggar shouted displeased.
Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows, "Very good, let's go!"
The little beggar swaggered out and waved to Xiaodouzi when he was led away: "Master Feng, if you want to play, go ahead and find me!"
Xiaodouzi also smiled and waved.
Feng Qingchen looked at the back of the little beggar and curled her lips coldly.
He always likes to force others to make things difficult for him, but after a while, this kid will lose his pride and ask for help.
"Dad, are you angry?" Xiaodouzi hugged Feng Qingchen's neck and asked, "It's my fault, I shouldn't bet with him, but my mother said, if you lose, you lose, and you have to be able to afford it. The price is just a meal this time. If I lose myself in the future, I will also bear this responsibility!"
Feng Qingchen was depressed. What he cared about now was not Xiaodouzi¡¯s education. He really wanted to kill someone.
Who said Anyi carefully prepared meals for him?
"Leng Jiu?" Feng Qingchen put Xiaodouzi down and shouted in a deep voice. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com