Mu Ling was suddenly taken aback!

She hurriedly flew forward and held the three-foot-tall Sanbao in her arms.

Fortunately, there is a soft cushion on the ground, and if it is a hard floor, the elasticity of the cowhide hollow hammer will be greater, and the three treasures will jump even higher!

No, it's too dangerous.

Mu Ling immediately asked the stealthy Ai Ci to replace this cowhide hollow hammer with an air hammer, however, considering that the strength of the three treasures was many times greater than that of children of the same age, it was replaced with a thickened air hammer with several animal sounds.

The original plan was to choose the one with more than a dozen kinds of music, Mu Ling took into account the addition of music in the air hammer, it was too advanced, too abnormal, so he could only retreat and choose the one with animal sounds.

Sanbao, who had just been taken by the air hammer and jumped three feet high, giggled, and kept shouting, "Oh cluck, hea, it's fun!" Playful! I'm still going to play, I'm going to play! Mother, let me go, let me go..."

Mu Ling hurriedly put the three treasures struggling in his arms back to the ground, and then handed the air hammer of the same color and style back to him, gently touched the back of his head with his right palm, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Go, go play." ”

Sambo regained the air hammer in his hand, and he slammed it on the ground again.

But this time, instead of jumping three feet high as he did just now, the air hammer made a quacking duck call, and Sambo immediately giggled.

Then he slammed his hammer into the ground, and the squeaky mouse screamed as soon as he squeaked it.

Moo, moo, blea, goo...

Every time he hammers the ground, he always makes a different animal call.

Sam Bao couldn't put down the air hammer in his hand, he smashed the air hammer everywhere in the room, and the room sounded the cries of various animals from time to time, quack, squeak, moo... It's so lively!

Dabao, who was hiding in the small blue-roofed house, pursed his lips after hearing the cries of various animals, which sounded similar, but always repeated the same sentence.

And he talks to himself, refusing to communicate with him at all, and this voice is fake when he hears it.

The third brother can be amused by this fake voice, what a fool.

Dabao lay in the crack of the small door of the blue-roofed small house, probed his brain to look out, and made sure that Leng Yuan, who was standing at the door, had walked away, so he slid down the slide with confidence, and ran towards Mu Ling with two legs, and said in a milky voice: "Mother, I also want toys." ”

"Ouch, Dabao is willing to come out to play with his mother?" Mu Ling teased Dabao in his mouth, and after he ran to him, he hurriedly handed him the last toy, "This is the cloth tiger made by Uncle Mu Xi for Dabao, how about it?" Do you like it? ”

Dabao took the cloth tiger and nodded heavily, "It's okay." ”

Mu Ling couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, and immediately half-knelt and half-squatted in front of Dabao, scooped him into his arms casually, let him sit on his left lap, pointed to the cloth tiger in his hand, and explained with a gentle smile.

"Don't look at it as an ordinary cloth tiger. The fur of this cloth tiger is the fur of a real tiger. ”

"The real tiger is very ferocious, it grows so tall and so big, it can bite and kill a wild boar that is one or two times his size, and it can also catch a deer that runs very fast."

"It's the king of beasts in the forest!"

Dabao pursed his lips when he heard this, and muttered in a milky voice: "Mother, I already know this." I also know how the tiger is called, so I will learn it to my mother, oh~~ woo! Wow~~ Woo! ”