Chapter 7: A woman is like a flower, and her youthful 18 years old ()

It is a difficult task to name a girl, especially to name a beautiful, transcendent girl like an alien. It is too literary and high-profile, which is inconsistent with her snowflake-like temperament. But if you take a golden flower, a common name like Zhaodi will be inconsistent with her.

So Li Guo racked her brains and tried her best to finalize a specific name.

The little sword fairy was not in a hurry, lying on her long sword, basking in the sun and taking a nap.

"Li...Li Yu... No, no, it's too domineering." Li Guo sat on the stool in embarrassment, hugging the little loli and basking in the sun leisurely: "What's the name you say?"

"Dad, why do you care so much about her? Xinxin doesn't like her." The little loli's face felt aggrieved, as if with the little sword fairy, Li Guo was no longer her Li Guo.

Li Guo laughed and twisted the little loli's nose: "What would you do if Xinxin suddenly went to a place that was far and far away and couldn't find home?"

"Xinxin will cry." The little loli nodded seriously: "I will definitely cry."

"That's right, this sister will never find her home in the future. You said, should we ignore her, let her wander alone, or give her a home?" Li Guo lured the little loli in a row: "What if Xinxin?"

The little loli supported her chin and thought for a long time, then suddenly raised her head: "Xinxin will shoot her with a gun!"

Li Guo: "..."

Now Li Guo really doesn't want the little loli to return to her strange old lady. What has such a big-small little girl experienced and what kind of thoughts she received to become like this. If she doesn't instill a little bit of the concept of "the world is actually full of understanding, trust and love", I really don't know what she will become in the future.

So Li Guo put the name aside and took a full half hour to make Xiao Xinxin rebuild his sympathy for others, at least for Xiao Jianxian.

"Dad, you are such a good person!" The little loli burst into tears when she heard this, hugged Li Guo's neck and began to act coquettishly: "Dad, can you really be a new dad?"

After hearing this, Li Guo remembered the landlord's sister with a slim waist and gold-wire glasses again, but when she thought of the two Uz submachine guns in her cabinet, Li Guo suddenly shuddered.

"Let's think of your name quickly." Li Guo's rocking chair creaked: "What's the good thing about Li?"

After shaking for a long time, there were a lot of names, but they were all Li Defu, Li Dior, Li Nair, Li Baolian... Li Guo originally thought that the names of these ladies' supplies were very beautiful and charming, but with the word Li, it was so awkward, especially Li Defu, who was a magical thing.

Of course, Li Guo finally felt that all the names were ruined by this little girl Sword Immortal. If she simply put a name on it, it would be like a multinational chain restaurant that took "Good again".

"Mochou, wake up." Li Guo was in the end and woke Mochou who was sleeping on the sword gently: "Go to eat something."

Mochou rubbed his eyes. There was a little fatigue in his eyes, and there were still tears vaguely, like a kitten who had just woken up: "Honey, can Mochou really never go back?"

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the little sword fairy, the good man Li Guo's heart suddenly softened. He sighed: "I will try my best to get you back. You don't have to call me husband, just call me Li Guo."

But Mochou shook his head stubbornly: "My husband is my husband, one day is forever, and Mochou has no regrets. But if his husband does something that hurts the sky and harms the truth, Mochou will definitely break up with him."

When he heard this, the burrs on Li Guo's spine suddenly stood up. He felt very grateful that his father had used bamboo sticks to teach him how to be a good person since he was a child. After all, he still doesn't know the "harmfulness" standard of Xiao Jianxian. You must know that in ancient times, he was considered a traitor and evil...

When he was finding the village chief in a circle, he was having a meeting in the auditorium of the high-tech village, while Li Guo, with the little loli and Jianxian wife, quietly waited outside for him to leave the meeting.

When the old village chief walked out of the auditorium with a briefcase, he saw Li Guo waiting outside. He was about to kneel down and call him uncle, but Li Guo forced him to help him.

"Village Chief, don't you do this?" Li Guo really couldn't stand these ragged rules. Seeing a group of white-haired people kneeling and bowing to him, he felt very uncomfortable: "I want to ask you to help me with something."

The old village chief nodded repeatedly: "You said, you said. Everything is OK."

Li Guo pointed at Xiao Jianxian: "Can you help her get the rubber bag clothes? We are going back, it is inconvenient for her to wear it like this."

"Uncle, are you going back now?" The old village chief turned his eyes: "Is it because of work? Don't worry, we don't want to work anymore. You can just pick a house in our village and live comfortably for the rest of your life."

Li Guo listened to this very simple local accent and smiled knowingly: "It's in the Li family's ancestral teachings."

"I don't ask others to put a piece of tiles." The old village chief shouted out this loud slogan without thinking, but then he looked sad: "But uncle, we are a relative. You are running around outside, we are enjoying it with the money of our ancestors. Er Shuanzi... is in a bad mood."

Li Guo was so silly that he stuffed the credit card back into the village chief's pocket: "Is three thousand kilograms of gold enough to cover your village?"

The village chief shook his head: "It cost almost 500 million yuan to buy land and build a house in Lijia Village to contract the mountain."

"You make money. There are more than 1,000 people in Lijia Village. What is the 3,000 kilograms of gold enough?" Li Guo patted the old village chief's pocket: "Getting without work is a taboo."

The village chief didn't say anything more this time. He also knew that the Li family was all the same virtue and could not even be brought back. So he just nodded and sighed: "Uncle, come back often when you have time. This is our hometown, and I can't forget it."

"Don't call me uncle. Call me my nickname... Li Guo." Li Guo smiled at the old village chief with white teeth, "Please hurry up, can you do it? I still have to rush back."

"Good!" The old village chief was also a decisive person. He said he would say goodbye and turned around and walked away. But halfway through, he suddenly turned around and looked at Mochou: "Uncle, what is the size of my aunt? What if it is European and American style or Japanese and Korean style?"

Li Guo staggered and coughed twice: "Come on whatever you want..."

After the old village chief left, Li Guo walked around the villa with two small tails. I have to say that this place is really a paradise. Not to mention that every household has a car, Li Guo even saw a child playing games with a large color TV on the rear projection. When he was a child, he only had the Little Bawang game console and four-in-one eight-in-one pirated cassette to play.

Of course, he also understood what his grandfather meant. This was given to Li Guo’s palace. This Lijia Village was Li Guo’s last safe haven. If Li Guo did nothing in his life, then this Lijia Village could also keep him safe and sound without worrying about food and clothing, and even his children and grandchildren did not have to worry about it.

This kind of thinking pattern like playing Go is only qualified to be a talented man like grandpa who has been dealing with people all his life. A stout middle-aged man like Li Guoda who has been dealing with urea for most of his life will only urge Li Guo to find a wife every day with Li Guomo.

As she walked around, the little loli became tired. Li Guo held her and sat down next to the basketball court in the village, and there were many young and strong men playing basketball on the court. Mochou was full of ignorant curiosity about the world. He had to ask what he saw, and Li Guo also explained to her tirelessly.

"That... is she a star?" A young man with a hot body and a circle of fluff on his mouth came to Li Guo with a ball in front of him, pointing at Mo Chou shyly and asked Li Guo: "Can you sign us?"

As this boy walked in, other teenagers who were playing the ball also surrounded him one after another. When they saw Mo Chou's appearance, they all showed a shocking expression.

Li Guo laughed. He knew that most people here did not recognize him, so compared to those old men who were extremely restrained in front of him, Li Guo preferred these young people who were sweating in the middle of winter.

"Of course it's a star. We are filming Legend of Sword and Fairy 5. She plays the heroine. Come here to take her to film today." Li Guo said, turning her head to look at Mo Chou: "Right, Mo Chou."

Mochou's face was puzzled and curious, but she just followed Li Guo's instructions and nodded subconsciously. The three o'clock afternoon sun shone on her face, looking pink and transparent, and her eyes were peaceful.

"Can you sign an autograph for us? You're so beautiful." The young man who led the lead mustered up the courage to make a small request to Mo Chou: "Just sign one, sign it on the ball."

Mochou looked at Li Guo at a loss, and his eyebrows were a little panicked.

"Of course, but you have to guarantee that you can't take photos and send them online." Li Guo took the ball and a marker for scoring from him: "If I watch it online, I have to tell you the village chief."

They nodded one after another, yelling to interrupt whoever dares to take pictures.

But when Li Guo handed the ball and the pen to Mochou, the clouds of sorrow suddenly became bleak. The marker was thick and strong, and Mochou's little hand couldn't grasp it at all with the posture of grabbing the brush.

"Shallow painting of clouds and hangs of cloaks, little bits..." Before Mochou's poem was finished, he suddenly pinched his hand by Li Guo, so Mochou whispered in Li Guo's ear: "My husband, I can turn my pen into a sword. Mochou won't use this pen."

Li Guo patted his forehead and turned to Mo Chou's back. He reached forward with one hand and held Mo Chou's hand. The other hand helped her stabilize the ball in her hand. The posture of the two was as if Li Guo hugged Mo Chou from behind, which caused the little boys to cheer, and even some "Kiss her, kiss her" came from somewhere.

Mo Chou's cheeks were flushed and allowed Li Guo to sign his name step by step on the basketball. Although it was not very good-looking, it was considered to be a mess.

Although the boys who got the signature were surprised why the signature of celebrities was so ugly, this was not the point. You must know that even if Mo Chou walked out like this, even if she didn't even know that "March of the Volunteers" was the national anthem, she could still become a super star.

The boys left happily, while Mo Chou stood aside with a red face and didn't know what he was thinking, but the little loli, who had not spoken, looked unwilling and looked extremely cute.

"Xiao Xinxin, what's wrong? Who messed with you?" Li Guo hugged her in her hand and said with a fierce look on her face: "Who bullies me, Xiao Xinxin, I'll help you beat him up."

"You men can't walk when you see beautiful women. Especially dad, they are so partial." Xiaoxin's girl struggled in Li Guo's arms for a while, not wanting him to hold her, and the expression on her face still looked like she was so angry.

Li Guo understood at that time that this little girl was jealous. From this, it can be seen that not only is the same-sex repulsion in nature, but also jealousy is also an instinct.

"Good Xiaoxin, you have to know the current situation of Sister Mochou. If others know, she will be arrested for experiments." Li Guo touched Xiaoxin's girl's head: "In the future, when Xinxin grows up, she will definitely be more beautiful than Sister Mochou."

"Really?" The little girl was still easy to cheat after all. After being fooled by Li Guo, her expression immediately turned Qingtian: "Then dad can only hug Xinxin in the future, not that woman."

Li Guo was stunned. He turned his head to look at Mo Chou and found that she was still dazed. So he nodded to the little loli solemnly, "Just embrace Xinxin!"

The little girl finally smiled and hugged Li Guo's neck and kissed Li Guo's face very exaggeratedly. Rather than a reward, it was more like a demonstration to Mo Chou.

At this time, the village chief walked over with his hands in his hands and held a cigarette in his arms. After seeing Li Guo, he greeted him: "Uncle, I have bought all the clothes. I have also implemented my aunt's household registration."

Li Guo was stunned: "So fast?"

"If you have money, they are public servants." The old village chief smiled arrogantly: "If you don't have money, they are parents' officials."

Li Guo sincerely gestured to the old village chief, then hugged Xiaoxin girl and Xiao Jianxian and followed the village chief to a very luxurious office. The village chief personally brewed three cups of tea and placed it in front of the three of them, and handed Li Guo a big bag of things and a household registration book that also smelled of ink: "Uncle, my aunt's identity must be kept confidential. This is the last instruction from the Zong family to me, saying that there will be no Zong family in Lijia Village in the future. In fact, I really can't bear to leave it. If there is no Zong family, my Ersunzi will still be an old bachelor who herds cattle."

As the village chief said, tears were almost flowing out. Li Guo was not comfortable. He knew that the monster of the bell tower who didn't even know his name yesterday had left, and no one knew where he had gone. The village chief's tears were real. If the eyes could be faked, then this person would be saved.

"Uncle, I tell you, I really want to keep you here." The village chief was about to cry: "Without the Zong family, I will lose my backbone."

Li Guo smiled and shook her head, but did not respond. She opened Mo Chou's household registration book casually, and the name was very good: Li Yueguan, and her birthday was October 1, 1994.

Li Guo probably quoted this name from Wang Changling's outbound trip, which means it matches Mo Chou's identity. But what's going on with this birthday?

"Mochou, how old are you?" Li Guo turned her head and asked beside Mochou Xiangxiang's soft ears: "Tell me what's the point."

Mochou rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then smiled sweetly: "My husband, Mochou will be eighteen years old after the New Year."
Chapter completed!