"Hey, hey, hey... Everybody eats together, everybody eats together. ”

The little kid repeats this sentence as he moves his favorite dish to his side so that he can reach it with his hand.

For the little kid's insatiable behavior and unusually cunning character, Wu Yongqi's teeth itched, and he couldn't wait to throw the little kid out of the window.

"Let's chirp, let's chirp, let's chirp..." The little boy's oily mouth was bulging, and from time to time it made a chewing sound like gluttony.

The thief's eyes watched the plate in front of him vigilantly, not allowing anyone else to infringe on it.

Wu Yong finally couldn't help it, a trace of displeasure flashed between his eyebrows, he kept knocking on the rice bowl with chopsticks, and scolded coldly: "Can you eat and pout, it's very impolite!" ”

The little boy's throat squirmed violently, and his fleshy little face turned red, and it took a lot of effort to swallow the meat dish in his mouth.

poured a big mouthful of juice, and the little kid didn't take Wu Yong's reminder seriously at all, but complained about Wu Yong.

"Can I be blamed for this? If you hadn't abandoned me and my mother, I wouldn't always be hungry. The little kid grabbed the honeyed chicken leg and bit it.

I rubbed it, and it got to the point again.

was teased by the little kid, as soon as Wu Yong heard the word 'Dad', his head couldn't help buzzing. Even Wu Yong has secretly vowed in his heart that he will not have children in this life.

Secretly squinting at the little kid, Wu Yong symbolically took two mouthfuls of food, stuffed it into his mouth indiscriminately, and chewed unwillingly.

Compared with Wu Yong's extreme hatred of little children, the performance of the two sisters of the Meng family is diametrically opposite. While smiling and watching the little kid eat, he asked Uncle Da to let the kitchen prepare more dishes.

When she saw that the empty plate in front of the little kid was getting higher and higher, the little witch couldn't help but marvel at the amount of food the little kid ate.

"Well, you're a kid who eats at least three grown men." The little witch's eyes were round, and a stunned expression appeared on her pretty face, and she smirked: "I think even if you don't know anything in the future, you can make a lot of money just by eating and starting a live broadcast." ”

Nothing?

The little kid suddenly stopped chewing, and after swallowing the chicken in his mouth with a grunt, he protested immaturely: "Who said I don't know anything, I can predict what will happen in the future by looking at people's faces, and it is very accurate." ”

Physiognomy?

The two sisters of the Meng family couldn't help but look at each other, and after glancing at each other, Meng Ling'er said half-jokingly: "I can't see that although you are small, you are not ambiguous at all to brag." If you can really predict the future, why do you have to beg around and tell fortunes directly on the street, wouldn't it be faster to make money? ”

"I'm a kid, and I didn't believe what I said." The little kid tore off a large mouthful of muscles, chewed them up, and said vaguely, "If you don't believe me, I can predict what will happen to you in the next few days, and then you will know if I am right." ”

Regarding the matter of asking God for divination, Meng Linger has always disbelieved it. After all, Meng Linger prides herself on being a trend-setting woman in the new era, so she is naturally unwilling to believe in those unscientific things.

But what the little kid said was vibrant, which aroused Meng Linger's curiosity.

After thinking for a while, Meng Ling'er got up and leaned over to the little boy, squinted her apricot eyes, and said with a smile: "Xiao Che, then you can predict what will happen to your sister recently?" ”

Seeing Meng Ling'er solemnly let herself predict, the little kid put down the chicken leg in his hand and stared at Meng Ling'er seriously.

When the little child's clear and innocent eyes locked on Meng Linger's pretty face, the deep light in his eyes seemed to have penetrated Meng Linger's brain.

In a trance, the little child's body froze and froze, as if he had traveled through time and space to check what was going to happen to Meng Ling'er in the next few days.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became solemn, and after a few minutes of silence, the little boy returned to his body, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said immaturely: "You will like someone recently, and you and his fate will be entangled because of it." ”

Like someone?

"Who is the person I like, whether he is tall or not, whether he is handsome or not, and what is his temperament?" The little witch believed it and kept asking.

The little kid shook his head helplessly, like a rattle, and bluntly refused: "Big sister, what happens in the future is changeable. Once I say it all, the person concerned will most likely choose to avoid what is going to happen, which will cause confusion in the future time and space. ”

Cut, don't say it, don't say it, make it look like the real thing.

The little witch pursed her lips and muttered unwillingly, "I just teased you, and I really thought I would believe it." ”

As she spoke, the little witch was just about to get up and leave. The slyly eyes couldn't help but move to Wu Yong, and after laughing teasingly, the little witch gloated and patted the little boy on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Che, show your father what bad luck will happen to him recently." ”

Wu Yong's ears were very pointed, and his ears twitched slightly, Ling Ran glanced at the little kid, and said coldly: "You want me to say it a few times, I'm not his father." And even if he had said smallpox, I wouldn't have believed the nonsense. ”

"Dad, I see that you have a black gas on your forehead, and you may have had a bloody disaster recently." The little kid said seriously.

A black gas on his forehead?

Is there a bloody plague in Nima?

You're the one who has the Bloody Plague.

Grandma's, Lao Tzu's grandfather is a god stick in the rivers and lakes, specializing in giving people hexagrams, as far as you fool people, it is far worse than the old god stick.

Wu Yong sneered coldly a few times, and his face suddenly turned cold. After ignoring the little kid, Wu Yong turned around and left the dining table and returned to his room.

As soon as the door closed, Wu Yong stomped a few feet in indignation to vent the dissatisfaction squeezed in his heart.

In a moment, a beautiful and graceful figure, ethereal and smart, appeared on the bed. Wen Wan smiled and said coquettishly: "What's the matter, could it be that I am afraid that the little revenant soul will be predicted, and there will really be a bloody disaster." ”

Seeing Nie Xiaoqian appear, Wu Yong stopped venting his anger, took a deep breath, and said angrily: "You don't know how that damn little revenant made me embarrassed in the mall, and called me dad." Grandma, where am I going to have such a big son? I think I'm a scoundrel enough, but I didn't expect this gadget to be more shameless than me. ”

Wu Yong became more and more angry the more he talked, and began to gush about the little child's crimes to Nie Xiaoqian.

After Wu Yong vented for a few minutes, Nie Xiaoqian's thin lips rose, and a mysterious and unpredictable smile was raised: "Wu Yong, don't you think it's strange? Mortals can see this ghost, and they can touch him. ”

After being reminded by Nie Xiaoqian, Wu Yong couldn't help but pause, and suddenly realized: "That's right, I'm all confused by that little bastard." How can ordinary dead souls be seen by mortals, and not only can they be detected by the naked eye, but even the touch is tangible. Could it be that the little bastard downstairs is a ghost who has been disguised. ”

After thinking for a long time, Nie Xiaoqianyu rubbed her hand on her smooth chin and said bluntly: "He is definitely not a ghost, as for why he is no different from a mortal." If I'm correct, there must be a wizard doing it. ”