Chapter 947 The Disciple
The third child was so cruel that he almost pulled off the second child's ears.
The second child struck harder and almost strangled the third child to death.
Before the third child was about to suffocate to death, he finally let go of his hand unwillingly and resentfully.
The second child blushed and coughed violently, then pointed at the second child, "Ahem... Second child, you are so cruel. When dad comes back, I will file a complaint with him and ask him to punish you."
The second child said with disdain, "Huh, you are so grown up now. In two years, you will be able to choose a wife, and you still complain to your parents at every turn. Do you want shame?"
"How much money is your face worth? As long as I can make you suffer, I will tear my face off and throw it on the ground to be trampled on, and I am willing to do it."
The third child limped to the kang. Just as he was about to get on the kang, Xia Zihan stretched out his claws and said, "You are not allowed to come up. Go and change your clothes."
The third child looked at his body, and his little face suddenly turned black and blue.
This dress was newly made for him by his sister-in-law. As soon as he put it on today, it was torn by his penis, wrinkled and stained with a layer of dust.
No wonder his sister-in-law wouldn't let him get on the kang.
The third child is angry.
He glared at Lao San fiercely, only to realize that Lao San's clothes were not much better than his. He tore one of his sleeves, torn the thread on his chest, and the whole clothes was wrinkled. Same as pickles.
The third child looked at it and felt comfortable.
I greeted the boy and went back.
The second child's face was sullen, cold air was coming out, and he looked very angry.
He bowed to Xia Zihan before leaving.
"Mom, I guessed it right again." Chu Yixuan's little face smiled as beautifully as a flower.
Xia Zihan held his face lovingly and kissed him, "From now on, don't be like your third uncle, he is just a kid who won't grow up."
"Well, I won't fight with him from now on, but mom is not allowed to let my third uncle hold my thigh in the future." Chu Yixuan asked with an extremely serious expression on his little face, "My grandfather said that men and women should not be intimate until they are seven years old. You can’t be too intimate. My third uncle is already over ten years old, so he can’t just hug my mother and kiss her on the thigh.”
Moreover, he had to help his father guard his mother and prevent other men from taking her away.
Chu Yixuan's little eyes were rolling, and his little thoughts were hidden deeply.
Xia Zihan twitched the corner of his mouth, patted the back of his son's head, and said, "Your third uncle was raised by my mother, and he is as close as her mother's son. There is no such thing as a man or a woman. Your third uncle is still a child. From now on, , don’t say these words.”
"My grandfather taught me." Chu Yixuan pouted and said aggrievedly.
Xia Zihan choked.
Can she say that the children are still young and shouldn’t be taught these things?
On the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, the day when the New Year was celebrated here in the capital, Liao Fangyi and Zeng resolutely came back with their children.
After Xia Zihan got the letter, he and Zhuo went to the Chu family with the two sets of twins.
Liao Fangyi's children are five or six years old and two or three years old. Her son is called Qi Geer and her daughter is called Huan Jieer.
Qi Ge'er completely inherited Zeng Yiran's temperament. Standing there with his small body, he looked like a gentle and delicate little scholar.
Sister Huan was just like Liao Fangyi. As soon as the maid put her down, she curiously ran to the two little buns next to Xia Zihan, curiously stretched out her hand to poke the big bun's face, and then curiously poked the big bun's face. Poke the little bun's face. The more you poke it, the more fun it becomes. The more you poke it, the more exciting it becomes.
Chu Yixuan had a serious face and exuded cold air, "Don't poke me, it will break it." He slapped her little hand away. The third child also ran over and grabbed Sister Huan's braid, "Little girl, don't bully my nephew, or I'll beat you up."
"You dare, stinky boy, if you dare to beat me, I will ask my father to beat you." Sister Huan was not afraid of him and smacked the hand he slapped hard, "Let go of your stinky hand and scratch my hair." ”
"You said I stink?"
Being disliked by a little girl, the third child's face turned green, "If you dare to call me smelly, I'll beat you up..."
"Wow... help, there is a Deng disciple. Dad, mother, come and save Huan'er... Huan'er is going to be bullied by a Deng disciple..."
Before the third child's hand touched Sister Huan, Sister Huan started crying so hard that the third child was dumbfounded.
He comes to Chu's house every New Year. He has seen and played with Sister Huan every year. This is the first time he has seen Sister Huan cry.
And, what, Deng|disciple.
This damn girl actually dares to call him a disciple?
The third child is so angry.
I was holding my breath in my chest, it couldn't go up or down, it was extremely uncomfortable.
Liao Fangyi glared at Sister Huan, and just as she was about to scold her daughter for being ignorant, Zeng resolutely walked over and hugged her daughter distressedly, "If Huan'er doesn't cry, it's your uncle who bullied you, right? Dad bought you something delicious." Yes, stop crying.”
"Bah, who's uncle is he? I don't want him to be a little uncle." Sister Huan pouted her lips and sniffed.
Being held by Zeng Yiran, Sister Huan stopped crying, but the eyes she stared at the third child were extremely angry.
The third child snorted and muttered, "No wonder the right protector said, no one can mess with villains or women. No wonder."
"What did you say? Who is the villain?" Sister Huan's sharp ears caught all his murmurs.
The third child stuck out his tongue at her, made a face, and then turned his head away from her.
Sister Huan was so angry that she raised her leg to kick him.
Zeng Yiran hurriedly stopped her, "Huan'er, you are a girl. You can't just hit or scold her when you open your mouth. You..."
"Dad, my daughter is wrong, and she knows it." Sister Huan admitted her mistake obediently for the 103rd time, while Zeng Yiran looked helpless.
I know that if my daughter admits her mistake now, she will make it again next time.
However, his daughter was so cute, and he was reluctant to teach her a lesson.
Xia Zihan and Liao Fangyi, Princess Qinghui, three people crowded together to whisper. Seeing that their mother left them alone, the two little buns looked left and right, and finally walked to the second child, one person holding the other. As a second-hand man, I think it is safer to follow my second uncle and not be bullied.
Erlang, the eldest son of Princess Qinghui's family, wanted to come over to play with the two little buns. When he saw the second son snorting air-conditioning with a cold face, he became much more honest and did not dare to make any mistakes. He went to find Brother Qi from Liao Fangyi's family dejectedly. Sister Erhuan went to play.
The third child became the king of the children, and everyone went to the yard to build snowmen and play.
Mrs. Zhuo helped Mrs. Zeng into the house. Mother and daughter were talking on the kang. Mrs. Zhuo told Mrs. Zeng about the Liao family.
Zeng said, "When people get old, they are always confused. When Mrs. Liao was young, no one would say hello to anyone. In recent years, she has also fallen into a corner and can't get out for a while."
"Isn't that right? That day, after the girl Zhu Qingtong was taken away by Mrs. Yang, Mrs. Liao forced Mrs. Liao to go and bring Zhu Qingtong back. You said that she married into someone else's family and became someone else's family. Liao As a mother-in-law, how can I go to someone’s in-law’s house to rob someone?”
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