Jiang Jiuxi saw the little curly hair fall heavily on the ground, he couldn't help but have red eyes, and walked two steps towards the track quickly.

I saw that the little curly hair got up very quickly, picked up the car and continued to work hard.

On the concrete floor, if you fall so hard, it will hurt even with protective gear. The little guy held back, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his eyes were full of stubbornness and refusal to admit defeat.

The explosive power exploded instantly, overtaking Carl at the last corner, and struggling forward, the little fat leg did not dare to relax for a moment and exert himself harder.

When he was only one meter away from the finish line, the little curly hair successfully overtook the porridge and crossed the red line!

Jiang Jiuxi was moved by the tenacity and fearlessness of the little curly hair at that moment, pressed the corner of his eyes to suppress the tears that hurt in the center of his eyes, and squatted at the end of the line and opened his arms to welcome the little curly.

The little curly hair threw away the balance bike and threw herself into Jiang Jiuxi's arms, like a small cannon with impact, causing Jiang Jiuxi's body to fall down.

"Mom...... Mom, we don't have to live in a broken room, cub number one. ”

Little Curly couldn't wait to ask her mother for credit, and her little face was mixed with sweat and excitement.

Jiang Jiuxi took off the helmet of the little curly hair, and kissed him heavily on his sweaty little face: "Our cub is the best, my mother likes it so much." ”

Learn from the little curly hair every time she praises her, the tone is a little similar.

The little curly smiled shyly, with a light in his eyes: "The cub also likes his mother, and he likes it very much." ”

Jiang Jiuxi kissed his fleshy little face again: "If there is any injury on the body, come and let my mother see." ”

Little Curly waved his little fist: "No, no, the cub is not injured, and it doesn't hurt anywhere." ”

Jiang Jiuxi didn't believe it, so he untied the protective gear and checked the body of the little curly hair, and the right forearm was a little bruised and broken, oozing a little blood.

It's a small injury, but the small curly hair, fine skin, tender flesh, and snow-white skin, and such a piece of red is particularly shocking.

Jiang Jiuxi blew on the little curly hair distressedly: "Does it hurt?" ”

The host had already come over with cotton wool, iodophor and anti-inflammatory spray, and squatted in front of the little curly hair and praised it sincerely: "The shark boy is awesome, it's really a powerful little shark." ”

Not far away, Mu Shaoheng looked at Jiang Jiuxi's little curly hair, a little envious, he also wanted to have a mother.

Mu Qiancheng took advantage of everyone's inattention, and secretly glared at Mu Shaoheng, and his tone was slightly cold: "How did you get it, and you took the penultimate one, not even as good as that little fat man." ”

Mu Shaoheng looked down at his toes and didn't squeak, he didn't want to lose, and he felt so uncomfortable if he lost.

Little Curly's fearless bravery and cute appearance quickly won the love of everyone on the scene, and the big sister secretly stuffed him with sugar.

Lunch was served at the farm's farmhouse, which was all farm-grown vegetables and some wild vegetables.

Wild vegetable stewed cakes, local chicken stewed mushrooms, and dry-roasted konjac duck are all common farmhouse meals.

Little Curly Hair was in a hurry to go out in the morning to eat less, and in the morning, he secretly ate a bread and digested it all after a game, and his eyes lit up when he smelled the fragrance of the food.

Sitting next to my mother, I waited expectantly for dinner.

Jiang Jiuxi found that the other four people had brought children's tableware to the children, but she didn't prepare anything for the little curly hair, and she felt a little guilty when she compared.

However, when eating, among the five children, they are not picky eaters, and they are as cute as a little hamster.

Relative to Carl, he is a very picky eater, and he loses his temper when there is no food he likes to eat on the table.

Curly blinked at Carl, "Are you picky eaters when you can't ride?"