Why is it that no matter how big or small, there is a unique one.

Where is he Nangong Chuli bad, why can't he eat a unique thing.

Little Overlord is completely angry!

Nangong Chuli is a scoundrel, he is thicker than a copper wall, and no one can beat him.

This point, the long-term entourage Ah Ran beside him deeply understands.

He could only spread his hands, shrug his shoulders, and look at Mu Jinyu who was frowning and looking at Xiaoice Mountain very apologetically.

"Little boy, I'm sorry, my master looks like this. Even I, a minion, feel too ashamed. But there is no way, my master has two hobbies in his life, one loves to eat, and the other loves to carry it with the king of war. ”

"Right now, your mother has only done one thing, and the master will definitely not give it to others. Even if you're a little kid. So I think, little boy, you can only drink this white fungus sweet pear soup like us. ”

Why is he so miserable as a subordinate, every time the master comes across something delicious, he doesn't care about it.

As for him, he has to follow his master to clean up the mess, Ah Ran cried out in pain in his heart.

Mu Ran saw that Nangong Chuli had eaten all her son's rock sugar stew.

It's all stained with his saliva, so he can't let his son eat what he has left.

In this way, it can only be given to Nangong Chuli.

However, the son was obviously not very happy.

At this time, Mu Jinyu was staring at Nangong Chuli who was eating stewed eggs with rock sugar on the opposite side with one eyebrow raised.

Mu Ran could only rub his head and comfort him.

"Son, forget it, let's be generous, and let him eat."

"Mother, Jinyu is not such a stingy child, I know the story of Kong Rong Rang Pear. Understand that you must know how to be humble and courteous. Mother, don't worry, I won't be angry with my uncle. After all, uncle is so pitiful, isn't he? ”

"Pathetic?"

Mu Ran didn't know how his son could have come up with this evaluation.

"Of course it's pitiful, you see this uncle following us all the way home, he must be a poor uncle who is homeless. Also, the uncle should be like those homeless children who have no father and no mother, and he should have not eaten for several days. ”

"So I don't even let go of what children eat, this, Jinyu has seen it. So, mother, Jinyu won't be stingy, just let this uncle eat more. It's so pitiful, mother, is there anything else in the kitchen, let's bring it to my uncle again. ”

Mu Jinyu pulled the sleeves of her mother's dyed clothes with a pair of small hands.

His watery phoenix eyes were stained with a faint mist, just like the rainy weather in the south of the Yangtze River, hazy.

He seemed to be very sympathetic to Nangong Chuli's plight.

But he poked Nangong Chuli's heart and liver word by word, and the pain was so painful that he even put down his favorite food.

Sure enough, just like that guy, the scaled-down version of the little guy is so hateful.

Didn't you just eat his bowl of stewed eggs with rock sugar?

Don't be so mean, don't poke his heart, liver, spleen and lungs like this, all organs and organs will not be at peace.

"Well, give it back to you, little one. Also, don't call me uncle, have you ever seen such a young and beautiful uncle as me? Gotta call brother, brother, understand? ”

Nangong Chuli pushed the leftover rock sugar stewed eggs to Mu Jinyu.

Pointing to his peach blossom face, he corrected Mu Jinyu's title.

"But my uncle clearly said that he was my father's good brother. According to the seniority, I should be called uncle, yes, if I call my brother, it's not good. Mother, am I right? ”

Mu Jinyu looked at Mu Dye with some distress, and felt that it was rude to call Brother Nangong Chuli.

"My son is right, if he is your father's brother, of course you are right to call him uncle, so you will call him uncle in the future. But your uncle's hobbies are different from others. You have to add two words in front of your uncle in the future, you have to call him handsome uncle, and that's it. ”

The narcissistic Nangong Chuli, hearing this title, shouldn't mind the two words of uncle in the back anymore.

Mu Dye thought he had played a round.

How do you know that Mu Jinyu frowned and said: "Mother, what is the word handsome, Jinyu has never heard of it, Jinyu only knows that good-looking should be called beauty." That's it, I'll call this uncle and Uncle Beauty from now on. ”

Uncle Beauty?!

Mu Ran snorted and laughed.

Ah Ran on the side looked at the master's increasingly blue face.

I wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so I had to find an excuse and ran out.

Then he crouched there and laughed out loud.

The sound was so loud that it naturally reached everyone's ears, including Nangong Chuli himself.

"The little guy is an older brother, not an uncle, not a beautiful uncle. What's more, the beauty is to describe the girl's family, your brother and I are a man, understand? ”

If he really bothered with a six-year-old child, Nangong Chuli felt that he would be even more embarrassed.

So he decided to reason with Mu Jinyu.

He felt that such a young child must have used words indiscriminately, and he hadn't learned how to use words much.

So he generously forgave Mu Jinyu and helped Mu Jinyu find the best reason.

But Mu Jinyu said: "No, Uncle Beauty, you look more beautiful than Sister Nannan, that's right to call Uncle Beauty." ”

The implication is that you are like a girl's family, not like a man, this is even more heart-wrenching, okay?

The little poisonous tongue is almost comparable to the big poisonous tongue.

Nangong Chuli was about to explode, and he couldn't wait to reach out and clean up this kid.

But seeing the face of the little poisonous tongue, Nangong Chuli inexplicably retracted his hand.

He desperately tried to let himself breathe deeply, deeply, not impulsively, never impulsively.

Seeing Nangong Chuli, the breathing rate was wrong.

Mu Dye naturally pinched Mu Jinyu's face.

"Son, aren't you, you, just a bowl of stewed eggs with rock sugar? If you let it, let it go, but my mother will make something more delicious. Sit obediently, my mother will do it for you, but don't be angry with him anymore. After all, he's done us a great favor this time, and we have to thank him anyway, don't we? ”

Mu Ran Ran naturally saw it at this time, and his son was deliberately angry with Nangong Chuli.

For that bowl of stewed eggs with rock sugar, the son gave full play to his talents.

That's where Nangong Chuli's weakness is, and he will attack it specifically.

This son is so smart that she is a little embarrassed.

When Mu Jinyu heard this, she hesitated for a while, but nodded.

"Mother is right, it's Jinyu who is stingy, just a bowl of food, you don't have to worry about it like this."

What he was angry about was not a bowl of stewed eggs with rock sugar, but the heart that his mother specially made for him, which was snatched away by this strange uncle.

It's just like that.

"That's right, son."

Mu Ran shaved Mu Jinyu's little nose with relief and smiled gently.

"What's more, my mother understands what you mean, and I think that this uncle has robbed her mother of her son's unique intention, so I feel very aggrieved and want to be angry with this uncle, isn't it?"