Mother Wen felt confused after hearing this, but she didn't expect her words to cause the children's anger, think about it carefully, what she said just now was indeed inappropriate.

She is not a person who does not listen to persuasion, what the children said is reasonable, she did hurt Jingming, Mother Wen squatted in front of her son, took his hand, and her tone was full of apologies.

"Jingming, my mother said the wrong thing just now, I didn't take into account your mood, you... Can you forgive your mother? Mother promises never again next time. ”

The little man didn't respond, and after being quiet for a while, he suddenly stepped forward and hugged Wen's mother, touched his mother's head, and opened his mouth softly.

"Mother, it's okay, my mother has no experience, and I don't have experience, so let's change it slowly in the future."

Mother Wen looked at her little son with tears in her eyes, she used to only pay attention to the children's food and drink, and completely ignored what they thought in their hearts, it was indeed her own negligence.

The eldest son has never let himself worry about it since he was a child, and before he knew it, he had grown into a great boy, and the appearance of the little doll rolling in his memory seemed to be long gone.

Although the youngest son brought a lot, he didn't know what he was thinking, and she didn't know that he inadvertently hurt the child's heart.

Mingzhu and Minghuai saw that Xiao Jingming was relieved, and they also smiled happily, the millet teeth were very conspicuous in the dark cave, and the atmosphere gradually became cheerful.

Xiao Minghuai originally planned to let Mingzhu play one first, and he and his younger brother guessed the boxing to determine the winner, but Mingzhu didn't want to, she had to guess boxing together, and she didn't want others to let her, so in the end the two had to compromise and take her to guess boxing together.

After three rounds of guessing, it is clear who is first and who is behind, Mingzhu first, Jingming second, Minghuai last, the dolls are not half unhappy with this result, and those who are happy with the rabbit can't find the north.

Xiao Jingming didn't want Minghuai to be the last, he had an idea, he could play by himself for a while, and then divide it like this when it was his brother's turn, so that they could all play with the rabbit in the shortest possible time.

There is a strong contrast between the embarrassment under the lychee tree and the joy in the cave, the dolls are having fun, but the people who pick up the lychees are busy to death.

was already weak, and picking up firewood was already the limit, but now seeing the lychee tree was completely unexpected, so at this time, they were completely supported by the breath in their hearts.

It's not troublesome to squat on the ground and pick it up, but the lychees on the tree fall down from time to time, and they are dizzy.

Jiang Zhimiao is not an ordinary person, she has reached the realm of refining the body, compared to these people who have not cultivated, that is, one heaven and one earth, Lychee wants to smash her? No way, it's okay if she doesn't smash the lychee.

The most significant feature of the body refining realm is that the body will strengthen with the improvement of the realm, so it is not an exaggeration to say that the current Jiang Zhimiao is an iron wall.

When those lychees smashed on her, she repaid the force and directly rebounded these somewhat lethal gadgets.

Jiang Zhimiao was like a fish in water in this lychee rain, and as soon as his right hand was stretched out, the lychee obediently came to his bag.

She shuttled through all corners of the lychee battlefield, and had long forgotten the other person, and there was only one thought in her heart, she had the lychees in this venue!

Wen Zhuqing was dizzy by the lychee, and he kept observing his crush with his spare eyes during the interval of picking up the lychee.

The young man looked at the woman wandering around the edge of the woods with a sad look, but unfortunately his intended person did not respond at all, and after a while of silence, he returned to the team of picking lychees.

When Jiang Zhimiao made great plans, she only felt that there was a resentful gaze behind her staring at her, she turned around suspiciously, and did not find anything wrong, so she returned to the battlefield.

Originally, there were not many people picking lychees, only a few people, but now the team of a few people has developed the scale of dozens of people, from a high place, this lychee forest is like a locust transiting, and there is no armor left everywhere it goes.

Jiang Zhimiao hadn't had such fun for a long time, and shook the lychee in the bag, this heavy feeling, a sense of happiness arose, and sure enough, happiness still had to be created by himself.