Grunting, Jia Ming's stomach rang again, urging her to eat quickly to fill her stomach.

Since the things can't be taken back, it's better to worry about the stomach first.

Thinking so, Jia Ming walked out of the bedroom with a sad face.

Because lunch time had not yet arrived, and breakfast time had passed early, Jia Ming decided to go to the outhouse to have some snacks first, fill her stomach first, and wait until lunch time to eat enough.

On the mat in the outhouse, facing the direction of Jia Ming's entry, Hongjing, who was playing with something, was the first to see Jia Ming.

"Forehead", after the little guy shouted a good tea, he threw himself into the precious things on the mat with great interest.

A golden pony with a sparkling bead...... Wow, I love it!

Hongxuan, who was opposite Hongjing, turned his head to look at Jiaming, and was instantly shocked: "Eniang, why do you have such an expression?"

Without waiting for Jia Ming to speak, he continued to speculate: "Could it be that he lost the fight last night?"

"What are you talking about, how could E-Niang fight with you Amma?" Jia Ming wondered.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration, the four big words "goblin fight" flashed in her mind, and then she caught a glimpse of the scary person in the room who lowered her head and smiled, and Jia Ming's face instantly darkened.

Afraid that Hongxuan would be entangled again, he immediately said: "Don't think nonsense, it's for other reasons." ”

"What is the reason?" Hongxuan asked.

Speaking of this, Jia Ming got angry, "I put all the letters you sent back in a small box and collected them well, but when I woke up this morning, the paintings in the letters you sent back were gone." ”

"It's all gone!" Hongxuan was surprised, and then guessed, "Is it gone, or is someone else taking it?"

If you know who took it, then it's okay, you can find a way to get it back.

However, this scene is quite familiar, well, my own painting has also been taken away.

Thinking of this, Hongxuan had an answer faintly in his mind.

"It's not you Amma who took it, but you took it all, and not a single painting was left. Jia Ming said angrily.

Sure enough, Hongxuan immediately flashed such a thought.

Thinking of the paintings that were taken away from him before, Hongxuan suddenly felt a sense of balance in his heart.

"Eniang, the painting was taken away, don't be angry, it's not good if you're angry. ”

"What are you talking about?" Jia Ming glared at Hongxuan: "How can you listen to your tone, so it doesn't matter?"

Hongxuan: ......

"It can't be that I'm right, right?" Jia Ming said suspiciously as she looked at the silent Hongxuan Fox.

Hongxuan smiled dryly, and hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, Eniang, why do you think about your son so much?"

"Why can't I miss you like that?" Jia Ming said very politely.

Hongxuan immediately said pitifully: "Because all the paintings you sent to your son were taken away by Amma, let's take pity on each other." ”

"Sympathy?" Speaking of this, Jia Ming paused, and began to look Hongxuan up and down: "E-niang thinks maybe not, but schadenfreude is more appropriate." ”

"Hehe", Hongxuan smirked.

"Don't pretend to be stupid", Jia Ming glanced at Hongxuan, "Your little schadenfreude, don't think you can hide from your mother's sharp eyes." ”

"No schadenfreude. Hongxuan refused to admit it, "My son is real, I'm not happy for you." ”

"Really?"

"Really!" Hongxuan nodded solemnly.

Jia Ming raised her eyebrows, "Then let's believe you!"

Hongxuan was immediately happy.

"Don't be in a hurry to be happy, I haven't finished talking about your mother?" Jia Ming's tone was meaningful.

Hongxuan's face was overjoyed, "Then you say, my son listen." ”

"You said that all of our paintings were taken away by you, Ama, so I sympathize with each other, so I feel empathy, so I am really unhappy for your mother, right?"

Hongxuan immediately had a bad premonition, "yes".

"In other words, we have a common enemy, you Amma, right?"

Hongxuan hesitated: "The word enemy is too much, not to this extent, right?"

Jia Ming was speechless: "You can't care about it, it's not to that extent, anyway, it's about that." ”

"Hmm. Hongxuan's ominous premonition was even stronger, but he still nodded stubbornly.

"Can I ask you another question?"

Hongxuan took a deep breath in his heart, and looked at Jiaming's eyes a little worried, "You say." ”

"Would you like to get those paintings back?"

Hongxuan nodded immediately, "Of course I do." ”

"In that case, find a way to get it back from your Amma. "Speaking of Jia Ming, it looks like this important task has been handed over to you.

Hongxuan was dumbfounded, and then anxious, "Why is it? Eniang, yours was also taken away by Amma, and you are also one of the lost owners, how can you stay out of the matter." ”

Jia Ming asked very politely: "Why can't you?"

Hongxuan: ...... How can you be so cheeky.

Jia Ming continued as a matter of course: "You are my son, I am your mother, and my son will do his best." ”

Okay, who made me your son! Hongxuan was completely defeated by Jia Ming's shamelessness.

Here, Hongxuan is scratching his ears and cheeks, racking his brains to figure out how to get those paintings back.

Over there, Jia Ming picked up pieces of dim sum and ate it with tea.

Xiao Hongjing, who was playing with things on the mat, saw Eniang eating, and the little guy was also greedy.

immediately climbed to Jiaming's feet, hugged her calves, raised her chin, and said glutinously: "Forehead, yes." ”

Jia Ming picked up Xiao Hongjing, put it on his lap and sat down, then took another piece of snack, fed him a mouthful, and put the uneaten snack in his little hand.

Xiao Hongjing ate the snack in his small hand, and his bulging cheeks looked like a squirrel eating.

Soon, the plate of dim sum on the table was quickly eaten by Jia Ming and Hongjing's mother and son.

After Jia Ming wiped her hands with a handkerchief, she touched her stomach and felt a little hungry, so she beckoned to the red hearts on the side: "Bring another plate of snacks." ”

Jia Ming's command woke up Hongxuan in thought.

looked at his younger brother who was eating snacks leisurely, and then looked at Eniang who was drinking tea from Youya, and then thought about his heartache when he scratched his ears and cheeks, racking his brains and thinking bitterly, Hongxuan's heart exploded.

"Eniang, Ama is not easy to deal with at all, my son has thought of many ways, but it doesn't work. If you want to hope for your son, forget it. Of course, if you have the means, so much the better!"

Jia Ming pretended to be surprised and stopped drinking tea, and looked at Hongxuan in disbelief, "Of course you Ama is not easy to deal with, don't you know this? Let you think of a way, in fact, it is just a joke with you, you don't want to think about it, you are still so young, your experience and knowledge are not as good as your Amma, as long as he is unwilling, how can you fight him and get things back from him." ”

Just kidding?!

Hongxuan immediately felt the urge to vomit blood!