Xiao Linglong is very cute, and many times people can't help but want to hug her and kiss her.

Even if this girl is naughty, it won't be too annoying.

It's like it is now.

Perhaps because she wanted to create something new, Xiao Linglong actually mixed rice cereal and milk.

But there is more milk, which makes the rice cereal more than the rice soup.

"Girl, because you can't scoop it up, you want Dad to help you get rid of this thing!" Zhang Ye still remembers that he once said to Xiao Linglong, 'Good babies can't waste food.' ’

It seems that she has memorized it, but this is a rice paste with rice soup, and she obviously doesn't want to eat it. Since you don't want to eat, then find your father.

"It's the new goosh!"

Holding the rice cereal in her hand, Xiao Linglong said matter-of-factly.

"Dad knew it was the new goo. But you have to clean up what you do, you know? ”

"Oh-"

Xiao Linglong was very deflated, and gave a long answer, and the sound seemed to come out from under her feet.

"Baba...... Even ...... New mush! Maybe it was because of her sister's movements, Feng'er actually slipped over, followed the example of Xiao Linglong, and made a paste for Zhang Ye.

It's just that......

Well, the materials are all about the same.

It's all milk and paste.

But Feng'er drank it quickly, there wasn't much milk, and it was corn paste in addition, which was a bit unappetizing.

The new corn paste is half-thin and not dry, yellow with a whitish tinge. In addition, this kid's skills are too poor to be scattered.

it! It's like poop.

"Dead boy, go eat it yourself! Daddy doesn't have an appetite for your stuff. Zhang Ye felt so funny that he couldn't help but laugh and scold.

"Dead boy! Dead boy! ”

Ying'er has no ability now, except for eating, drinking, and Lazar, that is, learning to speak, learning to sing on TV before, and now learning Zhang Ye to scold people.

But as soon as he saw Ying'er like this, Zhang Ye suddenly became annoyed in his heart.

Damn, why didn't you notice there's a big horn here?

"Eagles are not allowed to curse!" Holding the little guy, Zhang Ye reached out and pinched his face.

Sure enough, it worked.

Ying'er immediately stopped talking, staring at Zhang Ye with bright eyes.

"In the future, you are not allowed to learn from others, you know?"

"Dead boy!" Ying'er didn't understand anything, so she came directly to such a sentence.

"Still called?"

"Dead boy!"

"I'll throw you out if you call again!"

"Dead boy!"

…………

After a long time of writing a novel, no matter what Zhang Ye said, Ying'er is the three words 'dead boy'. It always makes Zhang Ye want to go crazy.

But there was nothing to be done. Who told this kid that his talent had to do with his voice?

"Daddy!"

At this time, Xiao Linglong spoke. The voice was so crooked that it seemed to turn countless turns from his mouth, and then with a thick milky fragrance, he stroked Zhang Ye gently.

The greasy and crooked, the soft and waxy, can almost halve the hardness of steel.

"Alright! Good daughter, if you have anything to say, just say it! Don't sell cuteness to your dad. Also, it's not allowed to say anything about selling my brother. Otherwise, Daddy will beat you in the ass. ”

"Baby promise not to say!"

"Then you can tell me about it!" Zhang Ye nodded

"Hmm......" Xiao Linglong tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Throw my brother into the bucket!" ”

“……”

Zhang Ye was speechless. Sure enough, the thoughts of children are incomprehensible to adults.

"Girl, do you say it again? Besides, Daddy will throw you in the bucket first. As a last resort, Zhang Ye could only carry the stick.

"Daddy won't throw the baby in the bucket!"

"Why?" Xiao Linglong's words made Zhang Ye a little strange.

"Daddy loves babies the most!"

What the little girl said was true, as if it were true.

"Heh......" This made Zhang Ye laugh.

"Heh......"

Immediately after, Ying'er also laughed like his father, and the voice was exactly the same, making it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

"This kid ......" Zhang Ye shook his head wordlessly. Then said to Xiao Linglong.

"Click-"

There seemed to be the sound of something breaking.

"What's going on?" Zhang Ye turned his head to look over.

"Stinky boy! What are you doing? ”

I saw that Feng'er actually folded the broom handle, and it seemed that he did it on purpose.

"Great...... Club...... Jin Kubang ......" waved the stick in his hand, and Feng'er screamed happily.

"Golden cool stick? Staff? ”

Looking at the polygonal hollow aluminum alloy stick in Feng'er's hand, Zhang Ye was stunned.

"Eat my grandson with a stick......" At this time, the dialogue of Journey to the West came from the TV. That's the animated version of Journey to the West.

I remember when I was a child, Zhang Ye also watched it, I liked it very much, and even deliberately imitated it for a while, and then I didn't do it. Unexpectedly, after Feng'er saw it at this time, he immediately learned it.

And looking at that bridge, it is still "Three Dozen White Bone Spirits".

"Phew! You monster, return my master! "The broom stick, Feng'er ran to Zhang Ye's side, tilted his head, and said to him.

The strange thing is that when Feng'er said this, he didn't tremble. Lisso is like a seven or eight-year-old child. It's just that the tone still has a strong milky flavor.

Zhang Ye was extremely surprised to see it, and he couldn't imagine that the cute Feng'er still had such a side.

"Eat...... Eat a puppet grandson! ”

Children, love to imitate. Especially Feng'er, who has a stick in his hand, is like a different person. It can be seen how much he likes the character of Monkey King.

As Feng'er finished saying this, he took a stick and began to poke it at Zhang Ye's body.

Well!

Perfunctory!

It's just that why this kid is still walking around him when he pokes him, Zhang Ye didn't understand.

One poked, the other turned, and after a while, Feng'er circled around him for most of the circle.

At first, Zhang Ye didn't pay attention to him. Children after all! It's also normal to be naughty. As for the damage to the broom, it doesn't matter at all, as long as he likes it. It's nothing to break a broom.

But when Feng'er turned behind him around Zhang Ye, the situation was different.

"Uh...... Stinky boy, where are you poking? Zhang Ye turned around and glared at Feng'er angrily.

At the same time, he stretched out a hand and touched the chrysanthemum door without a trace.

Damn, it still hurts!

This dead boy, can you poke at such an important place casually?

"Huh?" Feng'er put away the stick in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Zhang Ye blankly. Touching his head, he said, "Even in...... Beat...... Fight the birds! ”

"Fight monsters, fight monsters, don't poke your dad if you have nothing to do! Dad wants to live a few more years! ”

"Oh-"

It seems that Dad, this monster can't be fought, which makes Feng'er, who can't find an opponent, feel very frustrated, and there is a feeling of being lonely and lonely.

"Xiao Linglong, you look at your brother, if he dares to be naughty, you will beat him! Daddy is going to make you guys again! ”

"Hmmm! Got it! Father! ”

I haven't eaten much of the mush just now! I thought that my father would not do it again, but I knew that my father would still do it, which made Xiao Linglong very happy.

"There is a girl ......" I don't know if it's because Zhang Ye is talking to Xiao Linglong, Ying'er actually sang this lyrics. Then he grinned again and said in Zhang Ye's accent, "Dead boy!" ”

"......" Zhang Ye glanced at Ying'er, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It seems that after having this kid, the family doesn't want to be stable. With his repeater-like nature, it's enough to drive people crazy.

Finally, glancing at Feng'er, who was learning cartoons and constantly waving the stick in his hand, Zhang Ye shook his head.

Forget it! Take your time with this kind of thing!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ye put the eagle on the sofa and told Xiao Linglong to be optimistic. Then go into the kitchen and start making them a new goo.

"Eat...... Eat a puppet old grandson exotic! Even in the kitchen, Zhang Ye could hear Feng'er's yelling.

Even the eagle cried at the sound of his brother.

It's just that Feng'er didn't teach him well, so his younger brother's accent also followed suit. It's hard to hear what he's yelling about.

Only Xiao Linglong was quite quiet, and she didn't make a sound.

But...... Is this really the case?

Only Xiao Linglong, who was in the living room, knew about it.

At this time, Feng'er seemed to have eaten the gall of a leopard, and in front of his sister, he waved the stick in his hand, jumping and jumping, like a little monkey.

"Eating dolls...... The puppet old grandson ...... "Feng'er, who is talking at this time, looks extremely funny."

But Xiao Linglong didn't seem to see him, just sat quietly on the sofa, watching cartoons, and looked at the eagle's brother next to her from time to time.

Seeing that her sister actually ignored herself, Feng'er took a few steps forward. Holding the stick in his hand, he boldly said loudly, "Bah...... Bird monster ...... Still...... It's also a blessing ......."

Xiao Linglong blinked her eyes a few times, and her cute little appearance was very likable. Well! This girl inadvertently sold cuteness again.

It's just that this time the object is my younger brother, and how can this kid Feng'er know this?

I just thought that my sister was frightened by her mighty self.

It made him very proud!

"Uh...... Bird monsters, eat ...... Eat a puppet with a stick......" said as he waved the metal stick in his hand.

"Feng'er, don't be naughty!"

Zhang Ye's voice came from the kitchen.

"Dad, my brother is playing with sticks everywhere!" Xiao Linglong is also timely and high.

Let Feng'er be deflated all of a sudden. Put away the stick, Feng'er stood in front of his sister, and didn't know how to play for a while.

But the baby can't be naughty, otherwise he will be spanked by his father.

It's just that children are naturally active after all, especially boys, and it is difficult for them to stay calm for long after all.

So after a while, Feng'er started to make trouble again. Even in order to show his might, he deliberately moved the stool not far from Xiao Linglong, and then climbed onto the stool with a lot of effort.

After that, he yelled at Xiao Linglong again.

"Uh...... Bird monster ...... Eat a puppet with a stick ......" and then awkwardly jump off the stool, which is the classic "Three Dozen White Bone Spirits" bridge. It's just that even he didn't know that after he made these actions, a powerful force suddenly erupted in his hand.

This force is so great that seven or eight finger prints have been pinched out of the hollow sticks made of aluminum alloy.

"Whew-"

In addition, the power is very large, and when the stick is in mid-air, it actually lets out a sharp roar.

Moreover, it is also very close to Xiao Linglong, and the landing point of the stick is on her head.

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PS: Tickets! Tickets! If you don't give a ticket, I'll let Feng'er poke it one by one with a stick!