As soon as Xu Jingjing heard the old chief yelling to explain, she immediately couldn't walk and softened her feet, looking at Xu Xiuxiu's expression of wanting to cry without tears, Xu Xiuxiu glared at her helplessly, and then turned around and looked at the old chief who was furious lightly, and then bent down and gently put down the well-behaved Song Chenguang in his arms, and then took the little guy's hand and walked to the living room.

If it weren't for Xu Jingjing who had no choice but to stuff the little guy into her arms just now, Xu Xiuxiu actually didn't plan to hug Song Chenguang often, although the little guy was young and well-behaved, but after all, it had some weight, she was now in a dangerous first three months, what if the little bean sprouts accidentally tossed into her stomach, thinking that Xu Xiuxiu felt that it was better to be careful.

"Song Chenguang, you come over to me and say, are you picking the flowers?" The old chief's voice sounded like a bell, pointing to the flower pot on the coffee table and shouting, and the old man was so angry at this time that he did not restrain his volume in the slightest.

Song Chenguang's little guy was suddenly stunned, looked at the flower pot that was placed on the coffee table, and only after half a sound did he open his mouth: "Grandpa, I picked the flowers." Admitting that at the same time, the little guy didn't seem to know why the old chief yelled at him, revealing a face full of inexplicability.

"You come over to me." The old chief was so angry that smoke rose above his head, and his fingers poked in the direction of Song Chenguang and trembled violently.

Song Chenguang timidly turned his head to look at Xu Xiuxiu beside him, and handed his mother a look for help.

Seeing this, Xu Xiuxiu bent down and squatted in front of Song Chenguang, raised her hand and rubbed the little guy's head comfortingly: "Go!" Chenguang picked his grandfather's flowers without his grandfather's consent, which is not right, so Chenguang must bravely admit his mistake, go, and apologize to his grandfather. Xu Xiuxiu discussed with Song Chenguang softly.

"yes, okay." Song Chenguang nodded obediently, and then approached the old chief with his little short legs: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, Chenguang won't pick flowers next time." Song Chenguang raised his head and looked at the frenzied old chief, and his milky apology easily captured the hearts of several people present.

The old chief wrinkled his brows fiercely and glared at Song Chenguang for a while: "Hmph, grandpa doesn't accept your apology." The old man retorted, seeming rather unhappy, and then bent down to pick up Song Chenguang and sit on the sofa, while pressing the little guy face to the floor on his knees and cocking his little buttocks.

Syllable! didn't restrain much of his strength and slapped Song Chenguang's ass with a palm.

"Wow!" Song Chenguang was beaten and howled directly: "Mom......" Song Chenguang stretched out his pitiful hands for help at Xu Xiuxiu.

Xu Xiuxiu frowned when she saw this, looking at her baby eggs distressedly, but she didn't dare to step forward to stop the old chief from beating Song Chenguang. Deter? She's trying to stop it! But how to stop it? The person who grabbed Song Chenguang and beat his ass was the old chief of the Olive Leaf Twin Stars, and the old chief's flowers were tossed by the little guy, and he didn't let people vent? It doesn't make sense to say it!

Therefore, everyone in the living room was stunned by this admiration for a moment, obviously no one expected that the old chief would beat Song Chenguang, and he planned to continue beating him without mercy.

Syllable! The old chief slapped Song Chenguang's buttocks with the second palm again, and Song Chenguang no longer stretched out his hands at Xu Xiuxiu, and hugged the old chief's knees and cried aggrievedly: "Grandpa, I'm sorry." The little guy continued to apologize very knowingly.

"I'm sorry, it's useless." The old chief roared, raised his hand, and planned to continue beating Song Chenguang: "Let you pick my little orchid, let you pick it." Gritted his teeth and roared.

"Okay, old Dengtou, I instigated Chenguang to pick that flower, if you want to get angry, come at me, and if you dare to hit Chenguang again, I'll be done with you." Aunt Lai saw Song Chenguang crying miserably, so she slapped the table with a dark face and stood up to stop it.

Obviously, no one in this living room dared to stop the old chief's might, except for Aunt Lai.

"I knew it was you? Lai Huaqiong, I just asked you to help me take care of the little orchid, and you killed it directly, Lai Huaqiong, why are you so ruthless, you compensate me for the little orchid. The old chief pointed angrily at Aunt Lai, with an expression of asking for justice for his orchid.

The style of painting suddenly changes to a sense of harmony, Xu Xiuxiu can't help but be a little funny, this old chief's temper style is completely unrelated to his tiger-backed appearance! It's really, it's too contrasting and cute.

"You're almost got you, aren't you just a pot of broken flowers? Pick it up, pick it up, you're still on fire, don't kick your nose in the face! Aunt Lai coldly sarcastically mocked the old chief.

"You ......" the old chief pointed at Aunt Lai with your cold-blooded and ruthless expression: "I know that you are a woman who has no artistic atmosphere, this is the best orchid, you actually said that the little broken flower, do you know how important the little orchid is to me, I said to the old man Ma Tianlong, see who raises the flowers well, whoever wins is the big brother." I just went to see the flowers raised by the old man, and they didn't bloom as well as I raised, I was going to win, it's all you, I'm going to be short of that old boy in the future, I'm a tall man and I have to call him big brother, you're satisfied! The old chief, Deng Linquan, pointed at Aunt Lai and hung his head with a deep blow.

Aunt Lai was accused of sliding a few drops of cold sweat on her forehead, and she didn't know that they still had a competition in private! Otherwise, where would Chenguang pick another one!

"What else can you do if you pick all this pick?" Aunt Lai thought about it and softened her breath a little helplessly.

"Hmph." The old chief put down Song Chenguang sadly, and then stretched out his hand to hold the pot of orchids with a sad look.

As soon as Song Chenguang's little guy got out of the old chief's knees, the little guy ran to Xu Xiuxiu with tears in his eyes, and then hugged Xu Xiuxiu's calf and bit his lip to cry, the little guy was frightened, and he didn't dare to cry wantonly like he usually did.

Xu Xiuxiu saw that the atmosphere in the living room was a little indescribable, and then looked at the flower pot held by the old chief in his arms, and saw that there were two small flower buds hanging on the flower pot, but it seemed that the time to wait for the flower buds to bloom was a little long: "Old chief, have you made an appointment with the head of the horse next door to compete?" ”

"Three days later." The old chief listened to Xu Xiuxiu's inquiry, and although he was still annoyed, he still replied to Xu Xiuxiu sullenly, and he would have to call the little brother in three days!

Three days later! That's still too late.

"Old chief, I will have some skills in raising orchids, why don't I take them back and help you raise them for a few days, I guarantee that the flower bones on the orchid will bloom in three days." Xu Xiuxiu tried to convince the old chief that she was not afraid that the orchids would not bloom if she had space to rely on.

"Is this girl telling you truth or not?" The old chief, Deng Linquan, looked at the two orchid buds in his arms, which were too small to be smaller, and asked a little unconvinced.

"Really." Xu Xiuxiu nodded seriously.

"Good! Then you take the flowers back now to raise them, and if the orchids don't bloom after three days, you go and explain to Ma Tianlong. The old chief Deng Linquan immediately agreed, stretched out his hand and handed the flower pot to Xu Xiuxiu, anyway, this flower was picked by this girl's son, he pushed the flower to her, and it was not too much to ask her to raise flowers.

"Don't worry, chief, this flower will bloom on time." Xu Xiuxiu nodded and took the flower pot. (To be continued.) )