Everyone's foreheads gradually began to sweat finely.

Xiao Fubao, who was still very lively, began to feel a little strained, and his breathing gradually became short.

After a while, the five cubs in front of them stopped.

Song Nanchen clapped his hands behind him and smiled: "What's wrong?" What's wrong? Don't you have the strength to walk for so long? It's still a long way to the top of our goal, so hurry up and get up and down. ”

"Dad, I'm so tired." Song Shengsheng couldn't walk anymore, so he simply sat down on the stairs.

Xiao Fubao is indeed a little tired, but not to the point where he can't walk.

Seeing that Song Shengsheng couldn't walk, Xiao Fubao looked around, suddenly climbed a few more stairs and squatted down, and picked up a wooden stick in the grass on the side.

Then he ran down and handed it to Song Shengsheng: "Little padded jacket, if you can't walk, you can hold this, and it will be easier to walk with this support." ”

"Really? Then I'll give it a try. Song Shengsheng stood up again, took a wooden stick and continued to walk up with the large army.

Song Nanchen looked at Xiao Fubao with a surprised look on his face who made Song Shengsheng get up again and obediently walk up the mountain with just a wooden stick and a sentence.

He felt that he should learn from Xiao Fubao.

He felt that Song Shengsheng seemed to listen to Xiao Fubao's words more than listening to his own words.

She listens to her own words when she is in a good mood, and she has to coax her for a long time when she is in a bad mood.

Fortunately, both of them are more patient.

"It seems that I really learned from Xiao Fubao, I feel that the little padded jacket is good to listen to Xiao Fubao's words, and I am too a failure as a father." Song Nanchen shook his head helplessly.

Ji Chunyan walked behind and suddenly asked: "Is your family willing to agree to anything as long as the little padded jacket cries?" ”

Song Nanchen was stunned for a moment, glanced at Liu Yanyue and nodded: "Indeed." This is how my parents wore the little padded jacket, because we only focused on work before, so we sent the little padded jacket to her grandparents. ”

"No wonder." Ji Chunyan's face suddenly realized, "That's why she thinks crying is useful." ”

"Huh? How so? ”

"Just like our family Zhaoxi was also a relatively skinny type of child when he was a child, and he was also a crybaby at the beginning."

The corners of Lu Zhaoxi's mouth, who was suddenly exposed by his mother's black history, twitched fiercely.

Mom, can you not talk about me when I was a kid in front of the camera?

Don't I want to lose face?

[What, what, what? Lu Zhaoxi was a crybaby when he was a child? Really? It's hard to imagine that such a cold man is a crybaby when he was a child! 】

[Pass it on!] Pass it on! Lu Zhaoxi's mother said that Lu Zhaoxi was a crybaby when he was a child! 】

[Hahahaha! Every mother will not save face for her children in front of others! The same world, the same mother likes to talk about the black history of her children! 】

When Sang Wanzhou heard this, he said angrily: "Oh~ It turns out that someone was a crybaby when he was young, it's really surprising." ”

Lu Zhaoxi: "......" Get out.

Ji Chunyan didn't hear the yin and yang weirdness in Sang Wanzhou's tone, and echoed a sentence: "Yes, yes, our family Zhaoxi liked to cry whenever he encountered something when he was a child, and if I wanted to buy something, I would cry if I didn't buy it for him, but it gave people a headache." ”

"But at that time, I let him cry by himself, I just stood by and watched him, and when he was tired of crying, he naturally stopped."

(End of chapter)