"Mo Ziming, what did you just say?"

Mo Yunye's face darkened, and his gloomy gaze frightened the little guy.

But Xiao Tuanzi, who was already familiar with Mo Yunye, turned his head and stopped talking.

He snorted his mouth and said unconvincedly: "My father is a grassroots, and I am a little grass without a mother." It was blown down by the wind. ”

Hearing his milky rebuttal, Mo Yunye's eyes sank completely.

"The one that was blown down by the wind was the grass on the wall. The reputation of this king was ruined in the hands of an uneducated boy like you. ”

But Mo Yunye's words rang in the little guy's head, but he only listened to the first half of the sentence.

"Wallgrass ......"

"Then, my father is the grassroots at the head of the wall."

Mo Yunye: "......"

"Yun San, bring the son back."

The man endured the anger and helplessness in his heart, he was only afraid that if Mo Ziming stayed any longer, sooner or later the people would see him 'abating' the little prince in the family.

Yun San hesitated for a moment, in fact, he felt that Xiao Shizi should be harmless here.

But looking at the appearance of father and son, he understood.

It's arguing again.

I have to say that although their son is only three and a half years old, this quarrel is extremely serious.

If he grows up, there will be someone who can stop him.

"Uncle Yun San, if you don't take this son with you, there will be a death here. Do you want to see a living boy die in front of you? ”

Mo Ziming blinked his big ignorant eyes, and his gaze was extremely serious.

The chubby little hand pulled Yun San's sleeve, and his appearance was almost like a tall and mighty strong man. And this strong man is Yun San.

"Yes, subordinate...... The subordinates took the son away. ”

Yun San's face flushed, if nothing else, the appearance of the little prince was too cute......

He even wanted to rub the little ball into his arms.

"Yun San, don't take the son of the world down quickly."

Mo Yunye glared coldly at Yun San, who was in a daze on the side. It seems that he is a little disgusted by the guards in front of him.

"Let's go, the grassroots father won't wait to see the underworld, then I'll go. Uncle Yunsan, let's go! ”

Xiao Tuanzi took Yun San's big hand by himself, and didn't give Mo Yunye a dark face in front of him at all.

Yun San didn't dare to look at Mo Yunye's face again. Holding Mo Ziming, he quickly left the ring.

It's also strange to say that they have always been lonely little sons outside, but in front of their masters, they seem to have a little more human touch.

Speaking of which, Xiao Shizi is also special.

"Lord Shizi, don't be angry with your master in the future, if you annoy your master, it's not good for you."

Although Yun San likes the little guy, there are some things he still has to say.

"Uncle Yunsan, the grassroots father won't drive me away."

Xiao Tuanzi raised his head with his little hands behind his back, and his look of affirmation made Yun San unclear.

"Shizi, how do you say this?"

Mo Ziming dragged the little milk cavity, "My father only has one relative, and he will definitely not drive me away." But this son will not leave, otherwise who will be able to stand his strange temperament in the future. ”

The little guy said this, and Yun San's heart was stabbed.

Their master and the little son are indeed dependent on each other now.

After all...... The master is also an outcast.

Looking at the little prince beside him, Yun San secretly made a decision in his heart. He must find the Feng Yu Spirit Stone and let their little son grow up well.

The two walked towards the Imperial Capital Market, and Yun San took Mozi Ming to eat some snacks on the street, which they liked quite much.

After arriving at the shop that Mo Ziming liked to go to, the little guy suddenly asked with his head on his pillow:

"Uncle Yunsan, why do you say my mother doesn't want me? Is it because my face is ruined, she thinks I'm ugly. ”

Yun San listened to this, his eyes were a little complicated.

"If you don't say it, I know that it must be my mother who dislikes me for being ugly, so she threw me to my father."

The little guy took his own words to himself, and the expression on his face seemed to say, 'Needless to say, I know everything.'"

"Shizi, the princess doesn't want you. Maybe she also has a hard time, that's why she ......"

"Excuses! Those people have mothers, but I don't. Poor children, rich children, and beautiful children all have mothers. It's just me who doesn't. Because my face is ugly, my mother doesn't want me. It must be like this. ”

Speaking of his mother, Mo Ziming was much more excited than usual.

He felt that his mother didn't want him, and that's because of that.

Yun San looked at his sad appearance, and stopped talking.

Perhaps, his mother has long since died.

For the past few years, their master has been looking for the woman of that day, but after so long, there has been no news.

Come to think of it, maybe he has already been killed.

Their master would never talk to Mo Ziming about these things.

He knew that Xiao Shizi had always wanted a mother, but every time he mentioned it, the master could only escape.

"Okay, I won't talk about it, Uncle Yunsan, let's eat something delicious."

Mo Ziming endured the mist in his eyes. He won't cry, my father said, that's a sign of no interest.

Only those who have no interest cry.

A hint of mentality and sourness flashed in Yun San's eyes, and the words of comfort stuck in his throat. Xiao Shizi has listened to too many comforting words, and now he doesn't like these things anymore.

It is said that children know everything slowly, but their children are different, and he seems to know a lot more than ordinary children.

Mozi didn't speak quietly, with delicious food in his mouth, but only he knew that he was very sad in his heart.

The word 'mother' has become an extremely heavy word for him.

……

"Sister Luxuan, Wan'er is hungry."

Not far away, Si Wan'er took Lu Xuan's hand and jumped on the side of the street, lively as a little rabbit.

"Little Miss, can the slave take you to eat some delicious food?"

Wan'er bent down and scraped the tip of Xiao Tuanzi's nose, her eyes full of pampering.

The little guy is so cute, she likes it the most.

"Good!"

Si Wan'er nodded happily, her eyes under her eyelashes lit up slightly, and she was full of infinite yearning for delicious food.

"The slave will take you there."

Lu Xuan picked up Cheese and walked towards the store with a good reputation nearby.

When Lu Xuan ordered the dishes and went to pay the bill, Si Wan'er suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Her eyes lit up as she ran towards the figure.

Mo Ziming, who was drinking porridge, was so frightened by a sudden blow behind him that he spit out the porridge in his mouth and choked on his throat.

"Shizi! Are you okay? ”

Yun San immediately sat up from the table, drew the sword on his body and pointed at Xiao Tuanzi, who was standing behind Mozi in confusion.

Si Wan'er was startled by his sudden sword, and sat on the ground, so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Mo Ziming wiped the porridge in front of the table, turned around and saw Si Wan'er, who was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

He remembered that it was the little one of those days.

Her name is Si Wan'er.

"Little Miss! Are you alright, little miss? What do you want to do to my little lady? ”

Lu Xuan withdrew the silver in his hand, turned around and saw a fierce man holding a sword and pointing at Si Wan'er.

"You should ask your master why he attacked my son-in-law."

Yun San's face was dark, and he didn't give in the slightest.

Lu Xuan lost his temper in an instant.

"What you said is funny, how old is the little lady, how could she sneak attack your son-in-law. But what I saw was you holding a sword against a helpless child. ”

When Lu Xuan said this, Yun San choked and didn't know what to say. It seems that this is exactly what others have seen.

"Sister Luxuan, it was Guan'er who scared this brother."

Si Wan'er raised her eyes, and there was a hint of emptiness in her heart.

"Uncle Yunsan, take back the sword. She is a friend of this Shizi, named Si Wan'er. We're just joking. ”

Mo Ziming and Si Wan'er opened their mouths, and the two ended the farce.

But Lu Xuan and Yun San still didn't look at each other correctly.

We don't want to see each other.

"Brother, let's meet again."

Si Wan'er sat in front of Mo Ziming in a regular manner, with a hint of curiosity on her pink little face.

The clear gaze fell on Mo Ziming's eyes, and there was inexplicably a hint of familiarity and kindness.

"Well, meet again. Sister Guan'er. ”

Mozi's eyes were slightly bent, and Yun San could tell that Xiao Shizi seemed to like the little guy in front of him very much.

"Brother, is the candy that Guan'er gave you last time delicious?"

The little guy was very happy, and seemed to want to share all the delicious food with Mo Ziming.

After all, this was the first time she had ever known a child her age.

"It's delicious, I know there are still many delicious foods in the imperial city, I can take Sister Guan'er around to see it."