"We scare you, me and your father, do you look scary?" She stepped on Song Yi's shoulder and stood up unhappily.

Fang Jizong raised his head, subconsciously took two steps back, stepped on the braised egg with one foot, and sat directly on the ground.

"Isn't that scary? If you are a little heavier, you will trample your father to death~"

Whether his mother is close to him or not, he doesn't care. His father was close to him.

Fang Zongtang laughed directly.

"You treat your father as an ant~" If it was so easy to trample to death, how many times would she have been trampled to death.

Song Yi stood still, and said with disgust to the other party's Jizong: "Aren't you hungry?" Why don't you hurry up to eat? ”

Fang Jizong: I don't worry about you~

How did it seem like they were driving him away?

She jumped off Song Yi's shoulder, pointed to the chicken leg that fell to the ground and said, "Pick it up, wash it and eat it, don't waste it." ”

Fang Jizong looked down at the chicken legs that were rolling with soil, and his face was full of writing, I don't pick it up, I dislike it, I don't eat it!

Song Yi bent down to pick up the bowl and put the chicken thighs in the bowl. Walked up to his son and stuffed the bowl into his arms.

"Listen to your mother, hurry up!"

Fang Jizong looked at his father in disbelief: I'm good to you in vain~

Song Yi: "If you don't go, I'll throw you at the door of the red carp!" ”

Fang Jizong hugged the rice bowl, got up a few times, and said to his father viciously: "Count you ruthless~"

Fang Zongtang listened unpleasantly, and as soon as he turned around, Fang Jizong saw it, and ran away in fright~

Song Yi: "Ah Tang, go on?" ”

She's not in the mood anymore, it's better to beat him, it's better for her to do a set of punches herself!

As soon as he turned around, Song Yi rushed up.

She immediately turned around and snorted.

"If I don't beat you, you're still uncomfortable?"

Song Yi raised a smile: "But you said you want to teach me kung fu?" ”

She rubbed Song Yi's waist with a punch and hit the wall.

With a thud, he slammed into a small dirt pit.

Song Yi didn't dare to say much, and all his energy was used to dodge.

He can't carry it hard, but from childhood to adulthood, his physical flexibility has also been trained.

Ordinary people also want to get close to him.

Fang Zongtang kicked and smacked, kicking the wooden stake that had just been wedged into the soil and flying out.

Song Yi jumped nimbly onto the stake and quickly dodged his hand.

With a thud, another stake was kicked out.

Fang Jizong, who had already planned to secretly throw away the chicken legs, trembled his little heart and looked at the scene in front of him in amazement.

His mother, is she human?

No wonder my father is so obedient~

If it were him, I guess I wouldn't know where to hide for a long time.

Mother has a saying, it seems to be right.

Father's courage is indeed a little bigger than him~

Looking down at the chicken thighs in the bowl~ washed and eaten, it seems that it can't poison people~

In less than ten minutes, Song Yi was getting harder and harder to hide.

He knew in his heart that Ah Tang was not serious. If he's really serious, he can't dodge a punch!

"Ah Tang, I lost!" Song Yi hurriedly admitted defeat.

Fang Zongtang withdrew his hand, looked at him seriously, and frowned.

"Regression!"

Song Yi unbuttoned the button around his neck, and then unbuttoned the button on his wrist.

"Without you staring, I haven't practiced for a long time."

He said as he propped his hands on the ground.

"Ah Tang, do you want to see the moon?"

She glanced down and lay down happily.

"Twenty minutes!"

Song Yi had a smile on his face: "Okay!" ”

She clasped her hands, lay on Song Yi's back, and looked up at the sky.

"Lin Hao's side, is there any movement?"

Song Yi: "No, it should be soon." ”

She clasped her hands, stopped talking, and thought about things with her eyes closed.

Song Yi waited for a few seconds, saw that she didn't speak, and just as she wanted to speak, she heard the person above scold: "Don't speak, I'm thinking about things!" ”

(End of chapter)