Chapter Seventy-Six: My Old Sun Can Fight for Another Five Hundred Years
"Well, the nest wants to sleep............" Maybe Zhuo Zhixing couldn't sleep happily, Zhuo Xiao Lori flicked her paws in a daze, slapped Zhuo Zhixing's hands pushing her body away, muttered in her mouth, turned over and continued to sleep.
"....................." Zhuo Zhixing looked speechlessly at his daughter who turned over and continued to sleep, glanced at the four little beans who had begun to get up and wear their own clothes, sighed in his heart, put his head in front of Zhuo Xiaololi who was still asleep, and shouted softly to get up quickly, maybe it was Zhuo Zhixing's sincerity that moved the heavens, maybe it was Zhuo Xiaololi's unbearable ears with endless buzzing sounds one after another, the upper and lower eyelids struggled a few times, and finally opened their eyes with difficulty,
As soon as she opened her eyes, her eyes fell on Zhuo Zhixing's face who appeared in front of her, and Zhuo Xiaololi, who was a little unclear about the situation, subconsciously raised her right hand and slapped Zhuo Zhixing's big face directly when she saw the confused face that suddenly appeared in front of her.
There was a snap, and the crisp sound made a few adults and their children look for a reputation, and when they saw the white and tender little hand on Zhuo Zhixing's face, a few adults who had already understood it suddenly laughed, and the few little beans who were getting dressed were confused,
Dad, what are they laughing at?
A few little beans who didn't understand the situation fell their father's eyes to Lin Jie, who covered his mouth and snickered, Zhang Xilu, who was closest to Lin Jie, hurriedly put on a piece of clothing on her body, crossed the barrier of layers of clothes, and came to Lin Jie's side, stabbed Lin Jie, who was still smiling on his face, and asked in a low voice What happened, Lin Jie spread his hands and said nothing, but the smile on his face that still can't be stopped can be seen as long as he is not blind,
Zhang Xilu's little Lori is naturally not blind, on the contrary, her eyesight is quite good, and she naturally saw the bright smile on Lin Jie's face, but Lin Jie has always maintained a state of ignorance about her questions, Zhang Xilu's little Lori had to stomp her feet angrily, and walked back to her clothes with her cheeks puffed up, pouting, and wearing her own clothes one by one,
Seeing his daughter's appearance, Zhang Tian, who stopped smiling, squatted down, touched his daughter's head, the soft touch flowed on his fingertips, and gently asked what happened to his daughter, who made us unhappy.
Zhang Xiaoluoli flattened her mouth and didn't speak, but her eyes fell on Lin Jie, who had already started to put on shoes, Zhang Tian followed his daughter's gaze, and naturally found Lin Jie's figure, just laughed, shook his head, touched his daughter's little head, and said Hurry up and get dressed, get dressed and dad will take you to fishing.
On the other side, Zhuo Zhixing's father and daughter, who had been tossing back and forth for several rounds, finally stopped the turn-based battle, and in the end, it naturally ended with Zhuo Zhixing winning the battle.
Slowly getting dressed, yawning, stretching her waist, Zhuo Xiaololi, who was the last to come out of the tent, opened a pair of eyes that were still a little sleepy, followed behind her father, and walked towards the place where the bamboo pole was placed.
"Dad, is this a fishing rod? That's not what those fishing rods on TV look like. Holding the small bamboo pole distributed to him by Zhuo Zhixing in his hand, Zhuo Xiao Lori looked left and right to see that the bamboo pole in her hand was not as beautiful as on TV.
"This is a bamboo pole, but it can also be used for fishing." Hearing his daughter's doubts, Zhuo Zhixing turned around and explained with a smile.
Zhuo Zhixing nodded as if he didn't understand, didn't continue to ask, and lowered his head to study the fishing rod in his hand.
It's really the style of a variety show, take a bamboo pole to go fishing..................
Looking at the bamboo pole in his hand, which was one size smaller than the bamboo pole in Lin Niantian's hand, Lin Jie looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle,
was silently complaining in his heart, but there was a sudden sound of breaking wind in his ears, and he raised his head to look for prestige, and found that this burst of wind breaking sound was the result of Wang Shi and Liu Yang, two little pot friends, taking the bamboo pole in their hands as the golden hoop stick in the hands of Monkey King.
"Ha, where are the monsters running!" Waving the slender bamboo pole in his hand, COS Sun Dasheng's Wang Shi Xiaopenyou regarded Liu Yang in front of him as an opponent,
"Look at my wishful golden hoop stick!"
"Nonsense, it's clear that mine is the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, you are a fake, you are a monster!" Liu Yang's little pot friend, who entered the plot, looked upright, and the bamboo pole in his hand was waved not to be outdone, and the two green bamboo poles staggered again and again in mid-air, colliding one after another, with a crisp sound.
"Okay, okay, you two don't come and go in the monsters, if you continue like this, these two bamboo poles will be broken by you." Seeing that Wang Shi and Liu Yang were getting more and more energetic to play, Wang Guoxing hurriedly went up to stop it, if they really continued to fight like this, maybe this slender bamboo pole might really be broken.
Under the intervention of Wang Guoxing, a figure very similar to the Buddha, Liu Yang's small pot friend and Wang Shitong's shoes The real and false Monkey King was finally terminated, and the two Monkey Kings, who agreed to fight again in the future, happily handed over the wishful golden hoop stick in their hands, and walked hand in hand, hooking their shoulders together to discuss the common topic of the two in full swing, how can there be half a point of hostility that was previously agreed to fight for another five hundred years in the future.
After watching the two monkeys being subdued by the Buddha, Lin Jie lowered his head again, looked at the bamboo pole in his hand, recalled that he had seen some stick techniques on TV in his previous life, and thought that it was okay to play around, so it was better to play tricks and move his muscles and bones.
Just do it when you think of it, this is Lin Jie's fine tradition, so on the other side, after Wang Guoxing worked hard to subdue the two splashing monkeys, he looked back and saw that another splashing monkey jumped out from under the Wuzhi Mountain of the year, and by the way, he also brought out two female monkeys to jump together in front of his own Buddha.
Yes, there are also two female monkeys, Zhang Xilu and Zhuo Ziyue, Lori saw Lin Jie dancing with a stick, and they also lined up on both sides of Lin Jie with their own guy style, as left and right protectors to cheer for Lin Jie.
"Okay, okay, Sun Dasheng, hurry up and put away your golden hoop stick, otherwise I will personally use the Rulai Divine Palm." Wang Guoxing walked in front of Lin Jie and the three of them, looking at the three of them seriously,
"Uncle Wang, you can't beat the nest!" Zhuo Xiaololi waved the bamboo pole in her hand and said excitedly
"Who said that, Monkey King can't do it anymore, I just caught two of them, I don't believe you can look over there yourself." Wang Guoxing snorted at Wang Shi and Liu Yang,
"That's because they are fake, Lin Jie said, my grandson can fight for another five hundred years!"
ps:When I wrote this chapter, I suddenly remembered the dormitory war that happened in the dormitory every day in the past few days.,All kinds of funny situations and dialogues.,Sure enough, it's a lot of fun in the bedroom.,The Persian cat didn't play well a few days ago.,Directly suppressed by the other six people in the dormitory @_@ Total Jue's recent IQ plummeted.,It must be because the roommate in the bedroom is too funny.,And then infected to this cat! Well, it must be so!