Chapter Seventy-Five: Let the Male Theologian Learn the Goose to Crow

"Brother Wenjie, why do you miss your relatives during the festive season! What is the festive season? Jiajia's sister? ”

Meng Yu blinked his big eyes and flickered, looking at the expression on the face of the miniature male god began to slowly crack.

Seeing that he pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak, Meng Yufan was happy in his heart!

Let you read ancient poems!

Let you show!

I don't have anything to say this time!

I'm afraid he really doesn't know the power of the bear child's three thousand questions!

I also let you taste the feeling of being speechless when I was asked in my last life!

Meng Yufan thought evilly.

I saw that Zhu Wenjie's child took a few deep breaths and tried to calm his mood.

He didn't know why, but he felt that this feeling seemed inexplicably familiar now, but he didn't know where this familiarity came from.

Looking at the inquisitive eyes of the person opposite, he kept telling himself in his heart.

'My sister is still young, so it's normal to not understand! Blame this poem for being too profound!! ’

Thinking of this, he turned a few pages forward, intending to change to a simple one, looking at the title of "Song of the Goose", his eyes moved slightly.

Seeing that he was going to change his strategy, Meng Yufan's eyes rolled.

Can she make this man get his wish?

If she hadn't made trouble, I'd be sorry to have dreamed of him tonight!

He quickly snatched the book in his hand, and then pointed to the big white goose on it and said first, "Brother Wenjie, the goose is so beautiful, can you learn the goose to call me?" ”

His eyes were full of expectation, but the words he said made Zhu Wenjie's children stunned for a moment.

How could she have focused on that!!

His mouth opened weakly, he really couldn't learn.

Looking at his loveless expression, Meng Yufan's mouth twitched with a smile, and he pretended to be calm and studious on his face, pulled his sleeve, and the whole person lay on top of him.

continued to speak, "Brother Wenjie, you learn, what is the name of the goose!" What a name! ”

Hearing her milky words, at this moment, Zhu Wenjie's child suddenly felt that this sister was not so cute!

Between the four eyes, there was an inexplicable nervousness.

Then, a crisp 'hiccup' came out clearly between the two of them.

Meng Yufan was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and he looked at the person in front of him.

In the next second, I saw that his whole person was like a monkey with his tail stepped on, his little face instantly turned red, and then the whole person disappeared directly.

Meng Yufan stood in place, still a little stunned, and when he reacted, he laughed unceremoniously and directly in the next second.

What's he for dinner!

I even lasted until I hiccuped!

Although it was because she pressed him that this person hiccuped, it didn't affect Meng Yufan to laugh at him at all!

After all, watching him make a fool of himself is his greatest happiness~

Thinking of the deflated look he had just now, Meng Yufan's heart blossomed~

can see the embarrassed look of that megalomaniac, Meng Yufan feels that he has really not lived in vain in this life!

The joy permeated until the next day, and even when he got up in the morning, Meng Yufan's mouth had a smile on his lips.

Seeing that the girl was happy early in the morning, drinking and humming the porridge in the bowl, Meng Hongyuan asked with some curiosity, "Girl, what is the fun in this morning?" “

Meng Yufan put down the bowl in his hand, wiped the paste on the corner of his mouth with his little hand heroically, and his two eyes were like a pair of small crescents, and he snorted softly, with a look of arrogance.

How can I easily reveal my happiness to you~

Seeing that her hands were all mushy, Cui Xiaoyan glanced at her with some disgust, picked up the small cotton cloth on the side and wiped her hands, "Next time, you are not allowed to wipe it with your hands, do you know!" “

was trained by her mother, Meng Yufan was obedient like a little quail, and nodded obediently!

After breakfast, Meng Yufan went to the backyard to play without any psychological burden, but at this moment, in the village next to her, Zhu Wenjie's children looked at the ceiling above their heads. There is no love on the face!

How could he burp in front of his sister!

Why would he burp in front of his sister!

Why did he have hiccups at the time?

Thinking of his sister's stunned expression at that time, Zhu Wenjie's child felt even more embarrassed!

Thinking that he had eaten the leek-stuffed meat bun last night, he was even more irritable, and he shouldn't have listened to his grandmother and eaten that half of the meat bun again!

Why didn't you hold back yesterday!

Thinking of yesterday's large-scale social death scene, he howled on the bed with some annoyance, and at the same time buried his head in the quilt, looking like he was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Hearing his wail, Zhu Wenqing, who was about to wash his face and brush his teeth, tilted his head and glanced into the bedroom, and saw that his stupid brother was burrowing his head into the quilt like a crooked radish, and he didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking!

"Yo, what's the matter?"

Hearing his sister's voice, Zhu Wenjie's child suddenly raised his head and took a look, and when he saw his sister's lively expression, he immediately straightened up, pretended to be okay and said, "It's okay!" ”

Seeing his head like a chicken nest, Zhu Wenqing's little friend snorted.

She believes in a ghost, so it's okay~

Her stupid brother cares about her image the most, she usually looks like a little adult, and she can't be cold, but now she makes her hair look like this, there must be something happening at the scene of a large-scale social death!

I have to say that the tacit understanding between sisters and brothers is still good, and after three or two clicks, Zhu Wenqing's children guessed the general situation of the matter.

Seeing that his sister glanced at him and was about to leave, Zhu Wenjie's child hurriedly said with some confusion, "Sister, wait a minute!" ”

Miss Zhu Wenqing, who was stopped, was a little irritable, and the meaning in her eyes was very clear.

If you have something to say, talk about it, and let it go!

"Sister, do you remember what happened when you were a child?"

I have to say that Zhu Wenjie's children's minds are still changing very quickly, since now that the face has been lost, the knot is useless, but now that my sister is still so young, maybe I will forget about it soon!

Thinking of this, his eyes were full of antiquity.

Hearing him ask, I saw Zhu Wenqing's child snort coldly, looking arrogant.

"What do you say?"

With her clever head, there is anything else she can't remember.

Thinking that her sister had laughed at him for bedwetting for a long time, Zhu Wenjie's child was even more autistic.

Is it true that girls in the world have such good memories?

As everyone knows, in the days to come, he will be able to personally understand how good Meng Yufan is when he is angry-

After Song Meijuan finished making breakfast, what she saw when she entered the house was his son's autistic expression, "What's going on~"

Straightened his messy hair and pulled him out of bed.

Seeing the look in his mother's eyes, Zhu Wenjie's child lowered his head and pursed his lips.

He had already lost someone in front of his sister just now, and he couldn't lose it once.