Xiao Tuanzi twisted his little butt several times, and then went out, but as soon as he went out, he went to Ye Wanying to complain: "Ma Ma, if you don't pluck it, you want to beat the ball's ass." ”

The pig's trotter soup has already boiled out the taste, Ye Wanying turned off the fire, and then looked down at her aggrieved son:

"Did Dad say why he beat our balls?"

A certain group shook his head again and again: "Mu You, if you are good or bad, you won't tell stories to you in the future." ”

Forehead? Storytelling?

Ye Wanying felt as if she had grasped the point.

"Ahem, son, are you going to tell your dad a story?" Ask.

"Yes, yes, if you are pulling out, you will say that you are going to beat people's butts, bad pulling, bad..."

Ye Wanying was happy, and she could imagine the picture of her son taking his father to sleep, and then telling his father a bedtime story, which was not too funny.

Hahaha~~~

The demonic laughter was uncontrollable, and he laughed.

Tuanzi looked at Ye Wanying with a bewildered expression: "Mama? ”

"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay, baby, dad is an adult, so you don't have to listen to bedtime stories, you know?"

It's better for your own man to feel sorry for himself.

And, what if the man can't help but really beat this naughty ball?

"Don't adults have to listen to stories?" Danzi asked curiously.

Ye Wanying nodded: "Yes, babies need to listen to stories." ”

"Oh, well, then I won't tell a story to Bad Babpa."

It's just that Ye Wanying didn't know that she had indirectly tricked her own man, and what Tuanzi thought was that since the baby needed to listen to the story, then she could let her father tell her stories in the future, and her father was an adult.

Think of that picture, the head of the regiment with a serious face sits on the edge of the bed, reading children's stories to his son, such as Snow White, Cinderella, etc....

Poof, it's unimaginable.

An hour later, the man woke up punctually.

The soybean and pig's trotter soup has been boiled, and the fragrance is overflowing all over the room.

"Awake? Let's eat. ”

The man could no longer see the tiredness, and hugged the thin waist of the little wife: "It's so fragrant!" ”

Well, what are you talking about the flavor of pig's trotter soup? Or are you talking about women's fragrance?

Ye Wanying blushed slightly, and pushed the man: "Get out of the way, I'm going to serve soup." ”

Because the pig's trotter soup is added with various stews, it tastes extremely fresh and delicious, and the small dumplings have drunk nearly two bowls of soup.

"Mama, it's delicious." The little tongue stretched out hotly.

Ye Wanying sandwiched a piece of bone that was easier to gnaw and put it in her son's bowl: "Eat slowly, if it's hot, blow it and eat it again." ”

Soon, a large pot of pig's trotter soup will be bottomed out.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then the voice of the familiar guard Wu Jin: "Commander, I'm looking for you over there in the interrogation room." ”

Gao Tang's eyes were cold, he put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and said to the mother and son who paused: "I'll go and see, you can eat." ”

On the other side of the interrogation room, a few of Meng Hui's subordinates were only caught today, and their mouths were like locks, and they couldn't be pryed open.

...........

When Gao Tang arrived, he saw that one of the men seemed to be in a state of collapse, irritable, angry, and constantly yelling.

"Let your head come, otherwise I won't say anything, go quickly!"

The two interrogating soldiers looked at each other for a moment, and then spoke to the man again: "You have arrived here, you have only one choice, and that is to confess and be lenient, tell everything you know, and we can apply for some reduction of punishment for you." ”

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